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abbyromanoff · 9 months

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YOU CAN RUN BUT YOU CAN’T HIDE

PAIRINGS: GF!Natasha Romanoff x reader

WORD COUNT: 5,142

WARNINGS: Nat is ghost face, smut, killing, blood, dark!Nat, Nat has a dick, cnc, dubcon, daddy kink, begging, praise, degrading, fingering, facials, dry-humping, knives, carving, pain kink, hair pulling, manipulation, size kink, tummy bulges, blowjobs, breeding, unprotected sex, kinda dark!R, very dark descriptions of death, kinda depressed!r, mentions of cheating (no cheating actually happens tho), think that’s all :)

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Your eerie apartment was filled with complete silence. You could hear the clock on the wall slowly ticking away at your life, but you couldn’t find it in you to care. You couldn’t find it in you to care if your entire existence would vanish in the spot, there was nothing left for you to live for anyways.

You clicked through the channels mindlessly, hoping to find something that could entertain you. The pizza box left on the table had three pieces left - all cold. Your girlfriend had been out for god knows how long. Your phone was next to you, taking Nat’s spot on the couch. It was nearly dead, but that didn’t matter, you didn’t get any notifications anyways.

Suddenly, after minutes of surfing through the tv, the blasting sounds of a breaking emergency filled your ears. The news reporter, a blonde woman most likely in her late thirties, stared dead into your eyes without knowledge of it. She read the words from the telegraph, a small shake in her voice as the man next to her hid a fearful gulp.

It started a few months ago, people reported dead all around the city. The only problem was that it was New York, there were small and large crimes daily; no cop, no matter how good, would ever be able to figure out who was the masked killer.

There had already been over ten found bodies, there was a small part of you who wished you were one of them. Blood would smear the walls of the victim's houses, a new letter to create a large sentence being designed ever so slowly. You wondered what they’d do if they got to each letter, would they stop? Would they be caught beforehand? You didn’t know, and you didn’t want to know.

Every video you found online was all about the same topic, who is this new Ghostface, as they called him. When would he strike again? Is it even a he? You didn’t bother, they were just a bunch of conspiracy theorists who had such little to do in their lives that they became so invested in others. So what if they were crazy? Isn’t everyone at least a little bit?

You could hear the sound of keys dangling outside of your door and rolled your eyes, she was back.

“Hey, beautiful.” She muttered when she got near you, planting a kiss on top of your head and climbing onto the couch. She took the spot next to you, accidentally sitting on your drained phone.

“Look who’s home.” She tried placing her arm around your neck, only to feel you shuffle away. You wouldn’t even look at her, only going to stand up and grab the recycling left on the coffee table.

“Oh, c’mon, are you really mad at me?” She attempted to pull you back down, make you sit with her so she can finally hold you; but you shrugged her off. She sighed, rolling her head back and trying to find comfort in the cheap sofa that did nothing for her.

“Why would I be mad? Because you were out all night and didn’t bother to text me or call me back? Or maybe because you smell like that bitches perfume?” You asked, sarcasm evident in your voice. She groaned and stood back up, yawning as she walked into the kitchen where you stood, back facing her as you scrubbed the dishes.

She watched you for a moment, her side leaning on the fridge as she crossed her arms over her broad chest. She waited for anything else, any other comment, but none came. Instead, she grabbed a warm beer from the six-pack box that was resting on the floor next to the counter. She easily popped open the cap and flicked it in the direction of the trash, hoping it made it in.

Your gaze traveled to the side when you noticed the glass bottle being placed next to you and let out a deep and frustrated sigh as you felt her hands rubbing your arms.

“You really think I’d fuck someone else when I have you right here?” She smirked with pure cockiness, it nearly made you want to puke. When you still did not indicate forgiveness or submitting, her smirk dropped.

“Why don’t you believe me, doll? I give you everything you ask and you still don’t trust me?” You felt her crotch poking your backside and tried to hide the goosebumps that arose to the surface. Her hands were gentle as they moved your hair to one side, letting your neck be displayed as you subconsciously leaned into her pecks. She kissed from your exposed shoulder up to your jawline, stopping there as you felt her hot breath against your cold skin.

“Nat-”

“Shh, isn’t this what you wanted?” You showed no evidence to prove her right. You wanted her to feel bad, it’s what she deserved. Who was she to think she can just take off whenever she wants, fuck who she wants, and have the audacity to get annoyed at your worries.

“You’re so hot when you’re mad, makes me just wanna- take you right here.” You felt her hands slide down your pants and dip into your panties. She audibly gasped when feeling your wetness gushing on her fingers.

“You want this, hm? You want daddy’s fingers?” Your palms gripped the ends of your countertop as her middle finger rubbed your clit slowly.

“More.” You choked out, your hips involuntarily grinding into her, chasing the pleasure. She chuckled, shaking her head and tsking.

“No, no, you need to tell me you want it, baby girl.” Your mouth opened, only to release a silent scream as she eased a finger into you. You fucking hated her, despised her, but she knew you perfectly, she knew exactly how to make you tell her how much you love her.

“I want it.” She hummed, signaling for you to continue. You groaned in annoyance, your hand traveling to your chest where you palmed your tits.

“I want it…daddy. I want you, please.” You struggled to get out through gritted teeth, hating how the words sounded coming from your mouth. This was the last time she’d get away with something through fucking you, you’d tell yourself, yet you seemed to repeat those words in your mind every single time. And every single time you ended up back in this situation, orgasms rushing through you while you acted like a desperate whore for any sort of attention she’d offer.

You wondered if her other woman felt the same as you, who couldn’t despise her every move?

“That’s a good girl, you’re daddy’s good little girl, right?” You nodded, your head falling on her shoulder as you tried to find hold of something. Her cock rubbed against your skin as she fucked herself to your pleasured state.

“Cum with me. Make a fucking mess, you slut.”

Your sleeping body laid with the blanket covering only your chest to the tops of your thighs. Nat was next to you, brushing the hair out of your face and smiling at your state. You look beautiful, you always did, but you looked even better when you were shut up for once. She wished she could just fuck that attitude right out of you.

Of course, she wasn’t cheating, no idiot would do such a thing to someone like you. You were a feisty little thing, if you ever found out she was cheating you’d beat her ass into her own grave and plead insanity - she taught you well.

“I’ll be back soon, pretty girl.” She whispered even when knowing you couldn’t hear such words. You shuffled in your sleep and she gave your forehead one last kiss before standing, finding a new pair of boxers and a bra before grabbing her clothing. She had everything she needed in her bag - her mask, outfit, and most importantly, her knife. The best part about it all was that the knife was a custom design you ordered for her for your first Christmas as a pair. It had her initials on it with a heart next to it, reminding her of your love. Your past love for her at least, everything was different now. She didn’t want to hurt you, but you couldn’t figure her out just yet. She’d tell you eventually, she wanted to, she loved nothing more than bragging about her killings, and with you, she’d finally have someone to do so with.

There was still that fear that you wouldn’t accept it though, it wasn’t exactly an easy topic to be brought up. But she couldn’t wait to prove to you that she was in fact loyal, just maybe not clean of her sins.

With one last glance, she left, closing the door behind her and walking down the stairs of the cheap building, shuffling the bag from shoulder to shoulder. She threw it in the car once she found her keys, settling herself in the driver's seat and preparing herself before driving off, her main destination in mind.

“Alright, Mar, let’s see just how well you handle it.” She mumbled to herself, her elbow slamming into the glass of the woman’s back window. She was in, the easiest part was done, and now it was just her time to have fun.

When you woke in the middle of the night, 2:43 AM reading on the clock, you searched for your lover, only to come up empty-handed. You bit back the bile in your throat and threw the blanket over you angrily, grabbing the suitcase you kept under your bed. It was meant for trips, now it was being used to kick out your girlfriend; if she even was that anymore. You didn’t know what changed her, who changed her, but you were done. If she wanted someone else then she could have them, she already used up all the chances you offered her.

Then, there was the sound of the keys rattling, she was back for the last time. You stood up with the luggage in hand, throwing the door open as you were planning to be greeted by a hickey-stained Nat with more excuses pooling out of her, but there was no one to be seen.

“Get the fuck out here, Nat.” You waited for something, but there was no sign of her. You noticed her keys resting on the ground in front of the door, covered in blood. You gulped, taking a step back from nothing.

“Nat? Babe, where- where are you?” You yelled out, your head turning in all directions to look for her. You still found no one, it was pitch black, and nearly impossible to find any sighting of anything besides the luggage by your feet. Your hands were sweaty as your body was stuck in place, you couldn’t move.

“This isn’t fucking funny, Nat, get out here right now.” Hands landed on your shoulders, a low whisper coming to your ear.

“Boo.” You jumped, turning around only to find a person dressed in all black besides their mask. The face covering looked like the design of a ghost, one that a child would draw as their mother praised them for what a good job they did, even if they knew it was horrible.

The man twirled the knife in his hands, watching your fear grow in your eyes and motions.

“Aww, did I scare you, baby girl?” You were able to really listen in on their voice this time, it sounded familiar. You suddenly regretted everything you had said earlier on, you weren’t ready to die just yet.

“No need to be scared, it’s just me.” The man went down on one knee in front of you, knife still in hand near their leg as his hand ventured to his mask, removing the plastic only to see,

“Nat?” She chuckled darkly, reaching up to switch on the light that was sitting on a small table next to you.

“What the fuck was that?” She tried to reach out for your face, only to be pushed away; she wasn’t having that. She gripped your arm tightly, your wrist starting to ache the more she squeezed. She took pleasure in seeing such pain and fear in your features, it somehow made you all the more beautiful.

“Nat- stop it, you’re hurting me.” She smiled darkly as you spoke.

“Perfect.” You thought this was the end, she was going to kill you, your girlfriend was going to kill you. But there seemed to be no move made to do so.

“If you’re going to kill me just get it over with already.” She let go of your arm and you noticed the tensity in her jaw increasing, her head turning just enough for her darkened glare to look all the more dangerous.

“Oh, baby, you really think I’d kill you? There’s no point, it’s not like anyone would miss you.” The words hurt even more than your wrist in the moment, you bit back a remark, choosing to play your cards right and not argue with the woman now pointing a knife at you.

“No, I’m not going to kill you, we’re just gonna have a bit of fun together, alright?” The cold metal pressed against your neck, the sharp tip nearly causing you to leak blood. You whimpered the further she went, your skin barrier breaking as a red substance slowly dripped down your neck.

“Fuck, you don’t know how badly I’ve been wanting this, I’ve been just dying to see you dripping in blood all at the hands of my knife.” You didn’t move, didn’t speak, the fear of what she’d do to you if so indulging you.

“You know, I was planning to come home to my gorgeous little girl laying in bed, ready to take me whenever I want. But instead, I came home to a suitcase of my clothes ready for me, you were gonna kick me out, huh?” You slowly nodded, wetness pooling in your eyes and your shorts. You squeezed your eyes shut in shame, it was so wrong to be needy after such things, she was holding a deadly object to your body and you were still turned on, were you just as crazy as her?

“But seeing that look in your eyes I- fuck, I just wanted you so much more. I was going to tell you, but I- I didn’t know how you’d react, you know?” She was practically manic as she spewed jumbled-up words, her eyes wide and her laugh being as haunted as her soul.

“I mean, just watching Maria on the floor, begging for her life to be saved- it just made me want to shove this knife so deep inside of her and watch as her life slowly drained from her eyes until there was nothing left.” Your own eyes widened at her words, trying to scramble as far away from her as you could. There was no escape though, you were pressed against the wall and she was surrounding every part of you, including your mind.

“Don’t run from me, baby.” She started. “All of this- all of it would’ve been prevented if it wasn’t for you. God, you’re just such a fucking slut, whoring yourself out to practically everyone. Do I not do enough for you? I fucking killed for you and that’s not enough?” You knew this was all the manipulation tactics that she noticed seemed to work with you, and it was working. You were ready to spit out apology after apology, praying for forgiveness, just like all of her victims.

She quickly reached for her bag, and you wanted nothing less than to know what was in there. She grabbed a small book, opening it to show the multiple photos of bloodied victims fallen at her hands. She looked proud, excited, all to show you her work.

“Maybe these people would’ve still been alive if it wasn’t for you.” You tore your eyes away quickly, you couldn’t stand seeing such brutality. It wasn’t your fault, you weren’t the one who hurt them, you told yourself. But there was that nagging thought, what if she did kill them because of you? Sure, you flirted, you had old flings but they weren’t contacted since you started your long relationship with Nat.

“Maria didn’t deserve this, none of them did.” You sobbed out, flinching when you felt her hand on your cheek. It was a soothing matter, one meant to calm you, but it did everything but. Suddenly, the same hand connected harshly with the skin, causing it to instantly redden in pain.

“They wanted you, baby, you should’ve known that. You think I didn’t pick up on Maria’s glances at your ass or these, perfect breasts of yours?” She groped your body with desire, shuddering out a breath while doing so.

“Of course, you didn’t notice, you thought she was just being ‘nice’, so fucking stupid.”

“And Wanda? She had a husband, Nat, a family.” Instead of giving you the response you wanted, an explanation to it all, she just continued to tease your nipples with the pad of her thumb through the fabric.

“You know I’d never kill you, right?” It took you a moment before you could get out a hesitant nod, struggling to fully believe her. You always trusted her, but times changed, and so did she.

“I like hurting people, it excites me. But you, I could never do such a thing, I never want to see you in pain, pretty girl.” She murmurs, moving her free hand to her crotch where she rubbed herself thoroughly.

“I just- you ever get so angry, so sick of someone, you just wish you could, like, kill them? Sometimes when we get into those heated arguments, I just wonder how much you’d be willing to beg me not to hurt you.” You watched as she slowly slid the black suit over her head, revealing her black sweatpants. She lowered them to her knees, and let her boxers make way to your vision.

“I’d never act on it, but with others, you don’t need to care about how much they mean to you, because their life costs me nothing but annoyance. I’d kill every last soul on this planet just for you, all you’d have to do is ask.” She grasped your hand, leading it to her confined cock as you palmed her length. Your breathing was ragged, shaky as you refused to look her in the eyes. You knew if you stared too deep into that emerald glaze, there would be no stopping. You wouldn’t be able to stay mad at her if you saw the care hidden deep inside of her.

“If I let you touch me, will you stop?” The killings are what you meant, but there was a hidden meaning in the words.

“I can’t promise you I’ll be able to, love.” There was a small whimper escaping her lips as you dipped your hand inside her underwear, grasping her cock in your hands as you stroked with a back-and-forth motion.

“That’s it, don’t stop.” You couldn’t believe yourself, you were sick, insane. Was this normal? No, it couldn’t be. But it felt so good, there was no stopping it. You wanted to see her face contort into pleasure, you wanted to see what she’d do to you. Would she treat you the same as Maria? Would she kill you when you were done? Did she mean it when she sputtered those words? You didn’t want to die just yet, you used to think you did, but that was until you faced death with open arms. How could a criminal, a serial murderer, a psychopath look so perfect? She still looked the same, but there was blood covering her hands and her red hair was messy, her forehead covered in trails of sweat.

“I’m- God, you’re such a good little girl, so fucking perfect.” She noticed the way your thighs clenched, rubbing together as your hips jutted into the air.

“Does someone like when daddy compliments them? Tells them how good they’re doing?” You nodded quickly, your mouth aching to land on her crotch.

“Yeah? You like being a good girl? Or do you like being a good little slut for me?” Both. The answer was both. You wanted nothing more than to prove your worth to her, but you wanted her to treat you like you had none.

“I’m cumming, baby, I’m fucking cumming.” She clenched her jaw tightly and groaned deeply as continuous spurts of cum coated your face. She looked down, grasping your hair in her hands to create a ponytail before forcing herself into your mouth. She could feel the salty tears that had traveled down to your lips spreading amongst her dick, making her grin.

“Swallow daddy’s cum, little girl.” She whispered, dragging you up and down as you gagged around her. Some dribbled down your chin, but she didn’t mind, and neither did you. It had been so long since she felt the warmth that was your mouth, you had been refusing to have sex with her until earlier today. When she finally got her hands on you, it felt magical, like a long-awaiting finale to a show.

“Your throat is so fucking tight,” She said. “I know you must be so wet, you like it when I’m rough, don’t ya’?” She extracted her length from your mouth, causing you to let out a multiple of deep breaths. She tossed your loose shorts to the side after ripping them in half, her biceps flexing in the short moment it took to do so.

“I’m gonna fucking ruin you, Y/N.” She rarely ever used your name, it was almost odd to hear such a thing. She got ahold of your thighs, pulling you forward and, if it wasn’t for her your hand massaging the part of your scalp she tugged, your head would’ve roughly slammed against the wooden floor.

Your thighs were then lifted to meet your stomach, her cock standing tall as she guided herself to prod at your hole. She rubbed up and down your folds, moaning lowly at the wetness coating you. She pressed herself teasingly against your clit, watching as your lips twitched upward.

“Nat- condom.”

“Oh, no, baby, I have a little something planned for tonight.” She eyed you with a soft smile as if it was the most obvious thing, you wished it didn’t turn you on as much as it did.

“You giving me that look isn’t going to help your case, it only makes me want to fuck you even more.” She stated when you gulped, giving her a nervous and feared look. This wasn’t your Nat, this was someone else, but you loved her just as much.

“F-fuck, you’re so warm and- tight!” She mumbled as her tip slowly opened you up. It was difficult to fit close to half of her inside of you, you didn’t know how you’d manage all of her. She held girth to her, and she was proud to point it out. She loved noticing how tiny you were compared to her, how her cock seemed to stretch you out more so than anything ever has before. No toy had come close; you became dependent on her length to fulfill your needs.

Your shirt soon joined your shorts as she tore it off you, roughly grasping your breast and squeezing as if it were a stress ball.

“Don’t do that. You’re a big girl, you can take it.” You whined pitifully, but her gaze was only filled with lust as her skin managed to press against yours. You had never once been able to take every last inch of her, but you were so wet, more than you’ve ever been. This side of her brought out something inside of you, something so shameful, you didn’t want to acknowledge it. But Nat did. She could sense how badly you had been wanting to spice things up for months, it was almost starting to turn out to be boring between you two, and she never expected you to act so compliant.

“Daddy, you’re so big.” She rested both arms at either side of your head, staring down at you with an intensity you longed for. You could see how badly she was trying to hold back from hurting you, but she wanted to so much. The thought of you covered in your blood only made her cock throb and pulse. She leaned down, letting her mouth ghost against yours, causing you to pull her forward to connect yourself with her. Her tongue poked at your lips, begging to get a taste of you. You didn’t let her, only pulling back with your eyes slowly trailing from her parted lips to her forest-green eyes.

“Fuck me, Nat.” She never liked her name all that much, she thought it was basic. But hearing it come from your mouth with your voice, it did things to her.

She pulled her hips back, her length sliding out of you, only to fuck itself back into you. Your tits jumped with your body as the thrust, her gaze couldn’t leave them.

She was in a deep state of arousal, even worse than you. And her knife was right there, it would’ve been so easy to repeat her actions onto her own body, but you didn’t want to. You didn’t care if she was a killer, you still loved her, you were as sick and gross as her. If anything, the thought fascinated you. You always enjoyed gore movies, and she was more than ecstatic when she found someone who shared her deep love for such acts, and you thought it was normal at first. That was until she asked you if you ever thought about doing the same things they did. You instantly said no, a little too quickly. Nat knew you were far from innocent, but she loved this part of you more than anything. You accepted her, even if she was insane.

“That feel good?” She asked, her voice coming out in stutters and cracked moans. You had released a loud whimper when she hit that spot deep inside of you, your nails clawing at her skin. She liked the pain, it sent a thrill through her body.

You felt a sharp poke against the skin of your thigh, looking down only to find her weapon covered in the blood of a previous fool, and now you were just the same.

“Nat-”

“Shh, just- shut up and take what I give you, alright?” She let the knife cut into you, leaving red liquid behind as it trailed down your body. It was warm, yet it still sent chills down your spine.

“You look so beautiful with my design, sweetheart.” She had carved an ‘N’, waiting and hoping for the end result where it’d scar your body forever. She didn’t know why she loved it so much, maybe if she hadn’t lied to the psychiatrists, she’d know.

“You think I should do the same thing…here?” Your skin lied a red trail that followed up until your neck, stopping short as she noticed your breathing patterns change.

“I could easily kill you, and no one would know.” She chuckled, bringing her face to rest on your shoulder, her nose against your neck as she inhaled your sweet scent. The knife pressed down a little harder, letting the skin break as a droplet fell.

“I know you won’t.” You whispered, goosebumps erupting over your skin. You were close, so close. You needed her, anything from her.

“Smart girl you are, hm?” Her hips were starting to lose rhythm the longer she went, it was growing more difficult to keep the same pace. The coil in her stomach had been begging to be let free, to finally relax as she came.

“You gonna cum, baby?” You nodded, moans consuming you making it impossible to speak. She finally leaned back, placing her palms on your stomach where a bulge appeared. She gasped, drawing in your attention as you hesitantly followed her vision. You bit your lip in hunger when noticing what caught your girlfriend’s attention, you had found her loving the way she could overpower you at any moment; taking you however she wanted because you couldn’t deny it. She adored being larger than you, it fueled that pride hidden inside of her.

“Oh, daddy must be stretching you out so, so much, huh? You’re just a cute little slut, so small compared to me.”

“Please-”

“Please, what?” She felt her peak rising further, she needed to release.

“Please cum inside me.” She was already planning to whether you wanted it or not, but seeing your dislike to the thought of children or pregnancy, she thought you’d never let her do so. She grinned, throwing her head back as she tried to muster out a response.

“I am, baby, I’m gonna cum so fucking deep inside of you. Cum with me.” She felt your juices coating her length as your legs shook violently. Pumps of her release shot into you, a deep groan caving its way out of her.

“You’ll look so sexy carrying my babies.” She had the image planted deep in her mind, she wanted to make it a reality.

“Yes! Please- God, fuck!” She didn’t stop after your first orgasm, causing your sensitivity to grow until you couldn’t take such abuse anymore. The blood on your skin had dried, and red hand marks that would soon bruise made way to your vision.

“You’re okay, just relax.” You couldn’t believe it, the murderer you had spent nights praising for their impressive kill count and multiple days fearing was your girlfriend, and you didn’t even hate her for it.

“I told you, I’ll kill anyone for you. I want us to get away from the city, find someplace to lie low for a little bit, at least until they cross me out as a suspect. We can be happy, we can have everything you’ve always wanted, together.” She kissed the back of your hand, letting them leave a pattern up your arm until she reached your face, leaving a long and passionate kiss on your lips.

You weren’t ready for this, you didn’t even have money. And there were so many things that could go wrong, but wasn’t it worse in a place like this? There, you’d have a knowing of where Nat would be, she wouldn’t have to hurt anyone anymore. But would she ever really stop? Or was she just saying that to ease your worries? You didn’t know, but you also didn’t care. You’d always have Nat, in any way possible.

“Okay.”

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flamingpudding · 9 months

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New Power unlocked: Shapeshifting

A/N: I was remembering that Dan could shapeshift while writing on something else and then this idea took form... just shapeshifting into a cat was to boring for my taste tho... so Danny gets stuck in a little bit of a different from...

Today had to be one of the worst day's in Danny's life. First he forgot about the English test from Lancer and was pretty sure he bombed that one. Second the moment he stepped out a Ghost Alarm blared and Skulker appeared because he was finally going to get 'Danny's pelt' for his wall. Once he finally got him souped his parents and the GIW arrive at the scene and his mom was on blaster duty today.

Meaning after an already exhausting fight he spent the rest of the day dodging them and then finally at the end of the day when he thought he could maybe get some rest for the rest of the weekend, freaking Walker had to appear with some nonsense of him having broken some other law he definitely did not know about.

And what did Walker do? Fucking drag him into the Ghost Zone when he was about to sent Skulker there and chase him around. He didn't even had the time to alert Jazz or his friends about this.

So now he was flying high speed through the Infinite Realms chased by a pissed Skulker who is competing with a pissed Walker, in who can catch the Phantom. Of all the rogues he had he had never thought that these two would team up in some weird competition like way.

Fuck that was his shoulder!

Danny swirled as he clutched his shoulder that was oozing ectoplasm from a wound. Maybe he shouldn't get distracted, but in his defence he was fucking death tired after the day he had. Death get it? He chuckled to himself. If he could just somehow hide from them to catch his breath it would already be great.

Maybe he would get some nice and useful last minute power again to help is situation?

Another blast barely missed him and Danny took a sharp turn around a floating rock. Maybe on second thought better not. Who knows what kind of power he would get stuck with then, worst case it could be something like shapeshifting, which probably would be sort of usefull and help him hide. Maybe.

As luck would have it. Thinking like that Danny pretty much jinxed himself.

Because one second he was in his ghost form dodging ecto-blasts from two of his rogues, the next second he was a snake nearly not getting the curve, then a a bird and smacked ainst a rock because how the fuck do you adjust form having limbs to not having limbs to having wings.

A second later he was a cat and pushed himself of the rock to restart flying away only to end up as a crab somehow aimlessly floating unsure how the fuck he was supposed to move now.

Thanks to the constant size changes Walker and Skulker were missing most of their shots at him. Also Walker was yelling something about unauthorized shapeshifting. Like what the hell man? Danny groaned which sounded like a meow as he smacked into another floating rock his form once again changing.

Panic sized him as a blast hit a little too close, in a panic he pushed himself with newly gained limbs that definitely were paws away from the rock, was he in some feline form again? Either way it didn't matter he needed to get away.

He turned his head for just a moment to see how far away his two rogues were, but that only turned out to be a mistake as Danny did not notice the natural portal opening in front of him.

The next thing he knew was normal gravity taking awakes and his body loudly crashing into metal as clattering filled his ears. In that moment everything hurt and Danny curled up the natural portal closing just as quickly again as it closed. He felt disoriented and he could feel the exhaustion trying to stake claim over his body.

Yet his eyes snapped open on high alert and he sprung to his feet(?). Something was not right.

Wait he was on all four. Danny turned his head to get a lock on himself. He hissed as that caused some pain to jolt but he stubbornly looked down at his arms being… claws… his legs… paws…

What in the name of the Ancients of Time….

He tried to glance over his shoulder but only got a glimpse of what he presumed were crow wings. Okay so his new power appears to have become very wonky too. He had claws, paws and wings. Now he was only missing to check if he had a snake tail and what his head looked like. Then he would probably look like some mythical creation Lancer had told them about when they worked through some old classic texts in school.

That aside he looked around and realized he had no idea where he was, the trash cans he had crashed into did look a whole lot bigger than the ones at home.

"Oh you poor thing." A young sounding voice suddenly spoke and his head snapped towards it. "Don't be scared. I will not harm you."

Wide eyed he stared as he came face to face with a kid that was wearing a Domino Mask? What? And why was he so big, no better question, why was he so tiny?! How tall was he right now?!

"Robin, don't fucking run away just because… what the fuck is that?"

Another voice appeared and Danny stared wide eyed at the even bigger guy with a red helmet. Wobbly he backed away but a pain in his back made him hiss. His panic was probably turning into shock right now because all he could do was hiss more as he suddenly got picked up by the kid, who was handling him surprisingly carefully.

"This appears to be a small chimera-like animal that obviously needs our help. It is injured."

#danny phantom #danny fenton #damian wayne #jason todd #dp x dc #fanfic #prompt idea #Danny unlocked shapeshifting #He is stuck as a chimera now #Damian beloved animal lover picks him up of course #How would Danny get out of this this time?#crossover #dpxdc #dcxdp

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I noticed in your poly!marauders breakfast in bed imagine when Remus said that if she doesn't tell them he would punish her. Do you think you could write an alternative version of that imagine where he does end up punishing her? Only if your comfortable with it tho

Pain Over Pleasure // Poly!Marauders x Fem!Reader

A/N: thank you for the request! I hope you enjoy!

Breakfast in bed link if anyone is interested ღ

Tags: 18+ readers only, smut, foursome, threesome, angst, punishment, painful sex, rough sex, BDSM, dom/sub, spanking, humiliation, dacryphilia (crying), sir kink, size difference, praise kink, anal sex, cum swallowing, degradation, orgasm denial, intense orgasm, overstimulation, aftercare, subspace, restraints, being ignored as punishment, safe words in place

Words: 5.8k

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You knew the pain had slowly consumed the pleasure you were experiencing but for some occasions such as now, you preferred that, the small sparks of pleasure almost like a reward through the burning pain in your cunt.

A thick glob of cum was slowly dripping out of your mouth from where it hung over the side of the bed, hand scrapping along the floor. There was a pillow squished under your hips to help keep them positioned up, after the long fucking that evening, you knew your knees wouldn’t be able to support your weight anymore. Then there was Sirius, positioned behind you, hands aggressively gripping your hips almost to the point of bruising, his hips frantically thrusting, cock pulsing in and out of your abused hole.

Your moans were spurring him on, completely unaware of your discomfort but this was your own fault, purposefully not telling him, wanting him to keep going. Of course, you were overdoing it, even getting to the point that your eyes were clenched shut in concentration, you didn’t care about the pain.

James and Remus were watching from the side, having already had their fill, James' cum dripping from your cunt, Sirius using it as lube for his own adventures and Remus’ glob dripped from your mouth, jaw aching from attempting to take his length as much as you could.

Both men were watching intently, their softened cocks already getting hard again from the sight before them. Remus silently shifted forward, trying to look at your face from where it hide, from the way you were just letting Sirius fuck you, he decided it was probably time to check in, knowing you’d already been through a lot that evening.

“Give me a minute Padfoot”, Remus muttered, squatting down in front of you.

Your only response was to groan with upset, attempting to roll your hips back against Sirius but he held you down easily with your lack of strength. The lycanthrope Marauder slipped his hand under your jaw, tilting it up at an awkward angle so that you could look into his eyes.

“Why are making him stop? It feels so good”, you sounded borderline pathetic, eyes dazed slightly.

Remus however did not seem at all convinced by your words that weren’t necessarily different to usual but it just seemed like he had an intuition, knowing you far too well. Tilting his head to the side, still studying your face intently, he asked, “Do you need to use your safe word?”

“No, no don’t stop”, once again, you attempted and failed to roll your hips. Remus’ fingers harden against your jaw, causing your eyes to sharpen at his serious expression. “Why are you making him stop? I’m fine”, you tried to sound convincing.

“Were you fine? Because you looked to me like you were in pain”, Remus stated matter-of-factly.

“No, it feels so good”, you tried to say. Remus only had to glance over your shoulder to Sirius, almost like they were having a silent conversation between themselves as Sirius dragged his cock an inch out of you, and the feeling of it against your sore walls gave you the automatic response to wince.

Instantly you regretted the action, with nowhere to hide your face, Remus and James had the perfect view to see your discomfort. “Wait, no- that… that wasn’t what you think it was, it still does feel good! Please don’t stop, I’m ok!”

Your panic was evident enough, knowing you’d been caught so rather than facing the truth, knowing you were hiding the pain from them, you tried to just carry on but by the sound of Remus’ heavy sigh, you knew you were in for it.

“I’m not doubting that it feels good but you KNOW you are supposed to tell us if it hurts and if we are going too far. This is why we have safe words”, Remus explained. You knew this, knew why these rules were there for your benefit but also for the boys, they didn’t want actually to cause you pain like this.

“But it’s not going too far, I don’t want Sirius to stop, please!”

Remus released his grip on your jaw and for a moment, your silly mind thought that Sirius was actually going to continue but he didn’t. In fact, he pulled his cock completely out of you which once more hurt and then his hands were pulling you further onto the bed and turning onto your back.

James was now hovering above you from where he sat at the top of the bed, holding down your wrists into the sheets, and Sirius did the same but with your ankles, the position causing your thighs to rub together which meant your cunt had no room to breathe, feeling uncomfortable.

However, your thoughts didn’t ponder on this for too long as the hulking form of Remus straddled over your hips, his naked body warm against yours. You were completely at their disposal being pinned down, especially as Remus's rough hand gripped your cheeks together, forcing you to look up at his intense stare.

“What are you supposed to do when you’re in pain and this goes too far?” he referred to the sex.

You tried to pull away, almost like warning alarms screaming in your consciousness, knowing what he was eventually getting to, now understanding how much you had fucked up.

However, the Marauder's grip was strong on your body and you were just wasting energy, feeling exhausted and giving up, knowing you wouldn’t be able to slither your way out of this. You whispered the answer to the most dominant Marauder who was waiting over your body.

“Excuse me? Answer me louder”, he demanded, still holding your cheeks, squishing them together so your lips formed an ‘o’ shape.

“I’m supposed to tell you or use my safe words”, the tone of your voice was evident that you were feeling defeated.

“Ah, so you do know what you are supposed to do. Now answer me honestly, are you in pain right now?”

In truth, you were in more pain than you’d realised now that you weren’t being fucked and the endorphins and adrenaline were wearing off. “A little bit…” you admitted to this, but still tried to downplay the situation.

“A little bit is still too far and you know it. Next question: should you have told us today that you’re in pain?” Remus continued to question you.

“Yes”, your voice was only just audible with its whisper as you began to feel anxious and sick, knowing exactly what was coming, especially with the intense way Remus looked down at you.

“Yes that’s right, so what do we do to naughty girls who don’t tell their partners that they are in pain?”

Now you’re struggling again, trying to cower away from him, sobbing as you shouted, “Remmie, please don’t-”.

“Hey!” he shouted with authority. “Enough of the whining, now answer my question.”

“They get punished”, once again defeated.

“Yes, they do. Because you were given a clear instruction and have chosen to ignore it so I need you to listen to me carefully”. You do exactly as instructed, relaxing your tense muscles and listening, knowing it was better to go along with it than make it any worse. But also, Sirius’ thumb was stroking soft circles into the skin of your ankle which helped the thundering of your heart in your chest. “Good, so you can follow instructions”, Remus mocked. “The safe word is still in place if this gets too much but, you need to understand why I am going to punish you. We have all of these set in place that when pain is becoming more than pleasure then you have to tell us because now, I’m sure you’re going to be sore for a few days and that’s not what we want, is it Pup?”

“No sir”, you reply submissively, eyes dropping down in defeat but he was quick to tilt your face up once more.

“Exactly. Now I want you to repeat back to me, why you are being punished before we start”.

A hot flush rushed through your body as the embarrassment set in as you had to recount why you were being punished. “Because I didn’t tell you to stop when it was starting to hurt”.

“Good”, Remus praised, his hard eyes softening ever so slightly which relaxed you even more but then his next words had your body feeling as if it had been doused in ice. “You are going to take 5 spanks from each of us then, you’ll be tied up and you are going to watch us. If you look away for even a second, we will start right at the beginning with the spanking. Then once we are done, you’re going to be a good girl and swallow each of our loads, do I make myself clear?”

You wanted to cry, not only were you being spanked which was humiliating in of itself, but now you had to watch each of them find their own release and satisfaction and then drink their rewards as you were left without any of your own. Your lack of response had James tapping against your wrists, snapping you out of your internal battle.

“Yes sir”.

Remus still continued to grasp your cheeks, dropping his authoritative stance to lean down to kiss your forehead. You could still use your safe words, you knew they wouldn’t actually push you so far but it was important for you to understand these situations had repercussions. You’d only ever been punished twice throughout your relationship with the trio and they understood that this was a big deal for you to go through, always wanting to make them happy and never wishing to upset them. On a few occasions, they had threatened to punish and you had used your safe words so you knew you could do it now but you decided to go along with it instead.

Not wanting to add anything further to your punishment, something the boys knew you were very good at as you were completely submissive to your core, you helped to move into position.

Remus sat on the edge of the bed, feet flat against the floor as you lay across his lap, feeling his strong thighs beneath your stomach, your arse presented to him like a gift in front of him. Your cunt still hurt from this position as your legs remained closed.

James noticed your visible discomfort and swiftly sat next to Remus, easing under your head so it now lay in his lap, his magical fingers stroking against your scalp helping to keep you relaxed. Sirius did the same, but had your legs lying across his lap, massaging the muscles to also feel somewhat at ease but as Remus lay his hand on your lower back, the reality of the situation returned.

“Are you going to count for me?” Remus asked, his voice a great deal softer than it had been a moment ago.

“Yes sir”.

Then he began. His large hand smacked against your left arse cheek and even though you knew it was coming, it still caused your to jump, thankful that all three of them were there to keep you on their laps. The impact stung as you bite your lip to hide the whimper before remembering your job, “one, sir.”

Remus continued with his spanks, remaining in the same spot on your left cheek, each one causing the skin to heat and jiggle, a sight all three men admired hungrily. As you took the fifth spank, Remus smothered the skin, squeezing the area and making sure to praise you, “Well done my love, you took them so well, counted each one perfectly”.

His words drifted into your mind and made you feel happy and safe, enjoying the momentary joy before the bodies beneath were swapping so James was in the middle, your arse on his lap with Remus cradling your head.

The quidditch-playing Marauder began to then spank your right cheek, but his hands were so big that they grazed over the sore area left by Remus, causing more stinging. However, this didn’t stop your counting, physically having to say the words helped to keep your consciousness present, knowing if you didn’t talk, you could just lose yourself to the punishment.

By the fifth smack to your arse and tenth overall, you were beginning to feel slightly buzzed, adrenaline returning to pump through your veins causing you to feel lightheaded and almost floaty. Remus stroked his thumb against your face, noticing your eyes were glazing over, tears threatening to spill.

This didn’t stop them, knowing when you were at your breaking point and when you were just feeling a little bit subspacey. Sirius now stared down at your spanked arse in his lap, enjoying the slightly raised skin from the impacts but also feeling just how drenched you were, your juices coating your thighs.

“Do you need to use your words, sweetheart?” Sirius asked softly as you began to silently cry.

“No”, you whispered with a wobbly lip, “sir”, you added quickly.

“My sweet girl, you’re doing so well, five more to go, you can do it”, Sirius praised before swatting his hand through the air and smacking the area where your arse cheek met your thigh, the exact space that you could be sitting on, his favourite spot.

You were slightly thankful for him choosing a different spot, your arse already feeling tender as you continued to count Sirius’ five spanks which added up to fifteen overall. This new area however caused your thighs to clench automatically which only meant that it squeezed your swollen cunt.

Remus caught each of your tears with the pad of his thumb but you knew you still looked like an absolute mess. Especially from between your legs as you were sure there was a wet patch forming on Sirius’ thighs from your still evident arousal, even through all the pain, the pleasure was still rampant.

Finally, after what felt like hours, you were rushing out the words, “Five, sir”. You were grateful for the spanks being over, trying to nuzzle your flushed face into Remus’ hands. You jumped slightly however as Sirius leaned down to kiss the burning hot skin of your ass, praising, “You did so so well honey”.

His erection throbbed under your stomach as he looked down at your pathetic state and you wished for nothing more than to stroke and touch it, momentarily forgetting that this wasn’t the end of your punishment.

Sirius didn’t however as he wrapped his strong arms around your middle, manhandling you up and further up the bed, you bounced on your sensitive arse a few times from where he placed you by the headboard. James then waved his wand in the direction of your arms and legs, wordlessly magically wrapping invisible string around your libs, causing them to extend and stretch to each of the bed posts.

You cried more now at the realisation that your punishment was nowhere near over and not entirely comfortable, still sitting on your sore ass. You also missed the warmth that had once surrounded you.

“Shhh, it’s ok love”, James encouraged, giving you a sad smile, tilting your head back to look up into his hazel eyes. He looked like he wanted to kiss you but refrained from doing so, showing too much praise and softness wasn't until the end of your punishment.

But then he was moving away, his messy hair bouncing as you watched him join the other two at the end of the bed and away from you.

Each of their cocks was hard and pointing up with the blood pumping hard through them and your eyes drifted between each of them, your tears slowing with the distraction.

Then Sirius was tugging James back by his hips, towards his own body until James' back and Sirius’ chest met and the long-haired Marauder’s mouth attached to the side of the other man’s neck. The muscles over both of their bodies flex with the instant arousal, James tilting his head further to give Sirius the room to move up and down, leaving open-mouthed kisses.

You didn’t look away, even in your spaced-out mind, something reminded you to not look away, not wishing to be spanked again. But it was also near-torturous watching the three of them, with the way your legs were spread wide, you weren’t able to roll your hips forward to relieve any of the tension in your clit, or rub your thighs together.

Sirius tweaked James’ perked nipples, causing the man to groan, turning his hand back so they could kiss, both mouths opening on instinct to allow their tongues to dance and twist together. The sight was almost hypnotic with how beautiful they all looked, especially as Remus moved closer to join from beside James.

Fuck, you were feeling almost desperate with arousal now, feeling fuzzy mentally and your chest had an unsettling tightness within with the need to be involved. But also, your horniness continued to cause your aching, swollen cunt to clench around nothing meaning you were absolutely drenched.

Remus’ grip encircled James’ veiny member that had beads of pre-cum already dripping from the tip, staining the sheets. The touch had James thrusting automatically, wanting to feel the pressure wrapped around him more. James moaned loudly, hungrily almost as he pulled back from Sirius’ mouth, but only so he could grab the back of Remus’ head to meet his mouth in a passionate kiss.

Sirius then started to wank himself off, teeth grazing along the exposed length of James’ neck. Remus was then moving off of James’ mouth to whisper something into his ear and you wished more than anything to hear what he said as the next second James’ eyes were flicking to yours, filled with pure lust.

A whimper slipped out of your mouth at the view, but you held your tongue for the pleas threatening to come out. You knew begging would get you nothing that you’d wanted as the first time you had ever been punished, you’d thrashed against the restraints, begging so much that your throat was raw for days and you’d practically passed out from exhaustion by the time the three of them had found their satisfaction.

So, you didn’t want to waste your energy, not that you had much of it left anyway after the fucking session that day or the spanking. Instead, you watched, biting your tongue to hold back the words you wanted to say and beg for.

Your eye contact with James swiftly broke as the man was suddenly pushed forward by Sirius who was on his knees behind, hands running up and down James’ toned back before cupping the arse perked in the air beneath him.

“So fucking pretty Prongs”, Sirius complimented, admiring the man’s body. James shifted his hips closer to Sirius who was now distracted as Remus climbed off of the bed and stood behind Sirius, hands running up and down his chest before gripping his long hair and pulling harshly to expose his ear.

Remus then whispered something to Sirius whose eyes rolled back to match his aggressive groan before nodding, opening his eyes fully to look down at James who was still waiting patiently on his hands and knees.

Sirius's mouth opened so he could spit down, aiming for James’ asshole, watching the glob gleam against the eagerly awaiting hole. Reaching down with his thumb, Sirius brushed against it, applying a little bit of pressure but not enough yet to slip inside.

James looked over his shoulder towards Sirius, “Fuck, I need you right now, I can take it Padfoot”, he begged.

Sirius raised a single eyebrow as he finally applied more pressure to the hole, feeling it expanding, “you really think you can take me without any prep?”

“Yes!” James then pushed back his hips, causing Sirius’ thumb to slip inside, all three men groaned, and Remus watched over Sirius’ shoulders and whispered something again.

“I’ll go slow”, Sirius stated, nodding at what Remus instructed, shifting on his knees closer ever so slightly and then guiding his cock to James' awaiting hole. Sirius spat again and wiped it over his cock, placing a steady hand on James’ hip to keep him steady and then he was slipping his cock in.

You watched as they both groaned in pure ecstasy, and you wanted nothing more to be feeling how they both felt right now.

Sirius managed to keep his slow thrusts for a couple of minutes, aware of not hurting James but the messy-haired Marauder was already rolling his hips back, attempting to increase the speed, enjoying the slight burn that came with the stretch of Sirius’ cock. This caused the man to lose all restraints and he began to mercilessly fuck the man beneath him. James gripped the sheets hard, his forehead resting on the sheets as his moans sounded pornographic, deep and husky.

The sight was beautiful but it was even more erotic as Sirius was gently pushed forward a little bit as Remus had his own plan as his fingers rested over his arse, watching the muscles clench with each thrust.

Your eyes didn’t know where to look between the three of your boyfriends before settling on Sirius whose eyes were wide, lips shiny with plumped from the kissing. His hips slowed as he felt Remus touch him from behind, nodding at the silent question being asked before Remus began gently easing two fingers into Sirius’ hole.

The thrusting completely stopped as Sirius grunted at the feeling of James’ hole wrapped around his cock and the two fingers stretching in his hole, grazing lazily over his prostate. His beautiful face tilted back at the pleasure, exposing his throat that Remus wrapped a strong hand around, keeping him still as he added a third finger.

“Do you want me to, Padfoot?” Remus asked loudly enough for everyone to hear. You wanted desperately to say you wanted him too but only released a small mewling whimper, still holding your tongue but the noise was enough for Remus’ eyes to flick to yours, his mouth quipping up into a smirk at how desperate you looked.

“Yes, Moony, please fuck me already”, Sirius sounded desperate as he widened his thighs on the bed, helping his cheeks to spread as Remus pulled his fingers out and lined himself up having spread his own precum over his cock, using it as lube.

Not even a second later, the three of them were joined. Remus stood behind the bed, his cock delved into Sirius’ asshole, whose face was scrunched in concentration, trying not to move Remus’ fat cock stretch him wide, whilst Sirus’ own cock was still warm inside of James’ asshole.

Eventually, the three of them began to rock back and forth on the bed, finding a rhythm that suited them best.

You were absolutely fucked out of your mind watching them all, usually, this sight would be your favourite but right now it was the worst punishment imaginable. Your cunt was swollen, throbbing with need and leaking your juices over the sheets and your arms and legs ached from being held out in the outstretched position, all you wanted to do was feel as good as them.

With ease and grace, the three men moved together, long limbs gripping onto each other, their low grunts like music to your ears, seeing the pleasure writhe on their expressions. Knowing the pleasure wasn’t something you were doing only added to the punishment, wishing that you were the one sucking their cocks, touching them, fucking them and making them feel good and it was only intensified by the subspace you were in mentally.

What was worst, was that other than the occasional glance that you’d experienced, the three of them completely ignored you, even though James wasn’t that far away from you, he never made the move to touch you. It was awful, letting you watch the three of them, even though you were highly aroused and wanting nothing more from their touch. It was a part of your punishment, you deserved this, they looked like they were having lots of fun without you, did they even need you?

The thoughts had your eyes now glassy with tears but you tried not to let them fall, they didn’t need a crying girl watching them fuck, so you remained silent.

Sirius was nearly overstimulated with the intense pleasure he was feeling with both his cock and prostate being stroked, it felt so fucking good, especially as Remus intensified his thrusts which he used as his own momentum to then fuck into James.

“Fuck! Just like that, right there…”, Sirius cried out over his shoulder as Remus gripped onto the back of his neck, using the hold to tilt his cock slightly so he could directly fuck into his pleasure spot.

“Yes! Yes! Yes- Fuck I’m gonna cum”, Sirius suddenly revealed.

It all happened in a blue. One minute you were watching the three of them fuck and the next, James was being pushed further onto the bed and Remus was helping Sirius stand up on the mattress, walking over James’ body until he stood over you. With one hand, he tipped your head back and the other gripped the base of his cock as it pulsed and throbbed.

It was on instinct that your mouth dropped open, completely forgetting about this part of your punishment as Sirius’ cum began spurting out, most of it dripping into your awaiting mouth as he watched eagerly, only a few drops collecting on your chin.

The tears you were keeping at bay began to slip down your warm cheeks, feeling humiliated as you swallowed his load and then licked his fingers clean as he scooped up the drops you’d missed. You hated this, hated that you were left to drink their reward whilst you were there without any sort of gratification.

“Look so pretty when you cry Darling”, Sirius whispered, his own cheeks rosy as he breathed heavily. For a second, he wiped away your tears before a moan sounded from behind him, causing him to jump off of the bed and sit in a nearby chair to watch the rest of the show.

This gave you the view of James who had been dragged down the bed by Remus and turned onto his back before he was leaning over him and hungrily kissing him. Both of their hands roamed over each other's bodies, exploring one another as their hips thrust together, cocks rubbing and bumping into one another.

James made the move first to reach in between their bodies, pushing Remus’ cock lower towards his awaiting hole and Remus didn’t waste another second before he was thrusting forward.

“That’s it, you’re taking me so well Prongs”, Remus praised the man beneath him, feeling his hole stretch the limit around his girthy member. Just like Sirius had, Remus began slow but soon wasn’t holding back, fucking hand and fast enough that the bed was shaking with the movements, rocking your body as well.

“Fuck, don’t stop!” James suddenly groaned as Remus wrapped his hand around his cock that was still throbbing between them, his wrist moving in time with his thrust.

Once your tears had started, you couldn’t stop them from falling now in jealousy and desperately watching them both, wanting nothing more to bed for them to just look at you, to acknowledge that you were even there, to get them to touch you but still, you wanted to be a good girl so refrained from doing this.

Remus's hair stuck to his forehead as he fucked James hard and it wasn’t that much longer before the man beneath him was shouting, “Wait, stop moony!”

Then he was scrambling to his feet on the bed, legs wobbling slightly as he now stood over you, hand moving up and down his shaft as your mouth dropped open in time to drink down his cum.

Your eyes drank in every little detail about James from his even messier hair than usual, the way his abs clenched with each spurt and the salty taste of his loads as it coated your tongue and this time, you managed to catch it all.

James smiled kindly down at you but didn’t get the chance to touch you as he was gently moved out of the way, stepping down to join Sirius at the side, as Remus now stood over you.

You held his eye contact, jaw aching as you held your mouth open submissively as he began to toss himself off. From this position, you could see his cock gleaming in the low light of the room, with what was Sirius and James’ natural body juices. The grip he held strengthed as it moved faster, his eyes glancing down at the wet patch that had formed between your legs and on the sheets blow.

“You look so pretty, Pup”, Remus’s voice was thick with arousal, using the nickname he only called you, causing your heart to beat harder in your chest as he finally spoke to you. This distracted you a little from the situation but then as something warm began to fill your mouth, you tried to concentrate on not choking, quickly having to swallow as his cum completely filled your mouth.

With a full body shudder, Remus’s last drop of cum spurted from his tip and another swallow later, he was finished, shoulders dropping releasing a heavy sigh in relief.

Remus then knelt between your legs, gripping your cheeks, much like he’d done earlier, holding your attention. “Do you understand why you’ve been punished?”

“Yes, sir.” Your voice was timid, tears still cascading down your cheeks. You were completely and utterly submissive.

“Good girl”. He released the grip on your cheeks and began to stroke the aching muscle instead but you were quick to nuzzle into his hand, wanting to feel any sort of comfort. “My sweet girl, you did so well”.

“I did?” you asked, your eyes and voice filling with hope at making him happy.

“You did! Not even begging once did you? I’m so proud of you”, Remus encouraged. You could have cried more at the praises, almost like what he said was sacred it was just what you needed. “What do you want my love?” Remus finally asked, his eyes softened as he looked at you.

“I…I want you all”, you finally sobbed, pulling on your invisible restraints. Remus motioned for James and Sirius to step forward, both of them holding their wands and waving them, releasing your limbs from the bonds.

With nothing to hold up your body, you instantly were slumping forward into Remus who was able to ease you into his lap, your head resting against his chest as the other two men sat on either side, beginning to massage your sore muscles.

Their skin was hot to the touch but that only helped you to relax further. “Oh love, you’re so wet”, Remus mumbled, feeling the evidence of your arousal over your thighs which now coated his from where you sat. “How much does it hurt?” he asked, referring to in between your legs.

You wanted to lie and say it didn’t anymore, wanting to feel their cocks but you knew you couldn’t, having already received one punishment.

“It…it still hurts, but I’m so horny, I don’t know what do you!”, you were near hysterics with how desperate you were feeling, it felt like your core was incredibly heavy with tautness, desperate for relief but your actual cunt was still tender.

Remus began to steadily rock the two of you on the spot as James lay sweet kisses to your temple. You leaned into the feeling, savouring the sensation as each of them kissed a part of your body but it wasn’t enough.

“Please…”.

“Shhh Pup, I’m going to try and touch you but if it hurts you need to say”, Remus suggested, brushing his fingers over your stomach and between your thighs. It was only a gentle touch to your clit but even that caused burning hot sparks of pain, enough so that you flinched and tried to pull your hips away from him on instinct.

“That’s ok, I’m not going to touch you”, Remus calmly stated, kissing your temple and looking towards Sirius for some help.

Sirius leaned over to kiss your moist cheek, his hand gripped tightly in his hand as he muttered, “Im going to make you feel good Sweetheart”.

You weren’t entirely sure what he meant but then he was pointing his wand at your cunt, whispering a spell under his breath and it was almost an instantaneous reaction.

Your pussy tightened and you were cumming with one of the most intense orgasms you’d ever experienced. Aggressively rocking your hips with each shuddering contracting of your spasming, swollen cunt, nails harshly dripping into whoever you had grabbed. White lights flashed in your vision and finally, you were feeling that orgasmic high, even without being touched.

You were only half aware that you’d begun screaming, head slipping off Remus’ shoulder as you began dizzy and lightheaded. The feeling then began to fade as Sirius stopped the spell, you weren’t even sure how long it had been going on for but by the time your cunt had stopped squeezing around nothing, you were struggling to breathe through the intensity.

“Nice long breaths, that’s it, we’ve got you, Love”, Remus's voice spoke from next to your ears as he cradled your body. It took several minutes to even gather a single lucid thought that made sense, mostly just aware that you were mentally and physically drained.

The subspace you’d been in was still at the forefront of your consciousness, needing to feel all three of them, listening to their words of affirmation.

“Let’s get you up before you completely pass out”, James suggested, seeing your eyes dropping. The three of them helped you to the bathroom, mostly having to carry you as your legs didn’t seem to want to work after being fucked, punished, and then the intense orgasm.

In the bathroom, they helped you to the toilet before the four of you bathed, and you moaned greatly to the hot, soapy water that mellowed your aching body.

“I love you”, you whispered to all three of them.

“We love you too, Pup”, Remus mumbled against your temple before helping you out of the bath, wrapping your naked body in a fluffy towel, and carefully drying your body. James was then next to you, helping you into your favourite pair of fluffy pyjamas, making sure the shorts weren’t too tight to give your pussy space to still breathe and heal.

Helping you back into bed, the wet stains now vanished thanks to Sirius, you all but collapsed into the centre of the bed, half aware that someone shifted beneath you and other arms were wrapping around you in a strong cocoon. You weren’t sure who was where as you fell asleep within seconds but you knew you felt grounded and whole.

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yoonsenji · 5 months

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When you're injured!//Genshin.

Character:

Beidou, Ningguang, Venti, Furina, Scaramouch, Xiao.

//Beidou•°★

• At first she was a bit worried since you don't seem to be in much pain and it was just some blood on your clothes, but after they removed your clothes and see the wound she was full on panicking.

• She decide to stop the ship at any near by place where there might be a doctor even tho the ship already have a doctor. She does not want to risk losing you.

• Would stay by your side and help the doctor with anything, if they're out of medicine she'll walk miles no run without stopping just so you could get better. If she have to fight any nasty monster she would without hesitation, she doesn't care about her well being... You matter more.

• Always by your side and if she isn't Kazuha is there to guard you... You are in a valuable situation and being take advantage of was easy... It's either she's there or kazuha is there to guard you.

Scribble<3

Your stomach was slash by the dragon as you lay on the cold wooden floor of the ship, you were wet cause you fall into the ocean and got save by your lover Beidou. As soon as you fall she jump behind you to save you, your temperature was raising up as you could feel the blood pouring out from the open wound. You could also feel the arm of your lover holding you closer near her as you felt wet tears onto your face. Taking deep breath as the sound of thunder and storm fill your ears as you close your eyes, it was getting hard to keep yourself conscious. The feeling of sleep was luring you and you were so close to, so close to sleeping. " It's ok... I'm here dear, rest assure... I have taken care of that beast, " your lover assuring you that everything was completely fine now. As you slip into the darkness

Next thing you knew you were in a bed... A bed that was never in the ship, that make you realise you weren't in water no longer but in land as your hand was hold firmly by someone. You look at the person as it was your lover sleeping as your hand was in hers, as kazuha was standing behind her with a smile as he look at you. " She couldn't sleep for day's and have been in that position for day's waiting for you, " the boy told you as you nod back as reply. Beidou didn't want to leave you at all which led to her not sleeping properly.

//Ningguang•°★

• doesn't matter how badly you're injured or not... You'll always get the best treatment, cover in fluffy blanket and her spoiling you

• You would be served the best soup for someone sick and if you crave anything just ask doesn't matter where it is from you'll reserve it. When Ningguang is done with work she would take care of you herself.

• Feeding you herself, cuddling and anything you wish is yours... But, remember she want you to be more careful in return.

Scribble<3

You accidentally fell of a cliff as you broke your ankle making you not being able to walk properly. At first the finest doctor came to your aid as other serve you fruit any fruit you wish to eat, your ankle was messaged by the best as you felt a lot better, a hot bath was prepared for you as well as a king size fluffy bed was prepared by you. Atlast you finally meet your lover Ningguang, she of course was extremely worried about your we'll being and ask you to be more careful, she than told you that you'll have to rest in bed for atleast a week or else she would make sure you do as she say.

Ningguang of course scold you but lightly not wanting to hurt you any further, at night she would just cuddle with you and in the morning she would bath with you. In the afternoon she would come visit you and you and her would have a little home date at night. After you get better she promised to take you to an expensive date to celebrate you getting better.

//Venti•°★

• The anemo God was of course very worried about your health as you got seriously hurt during a commission. You were lying inside the church as Barbara look after you.

• Of course he beg of the nun to let him in and see you even just seeing you would make the worry in his heart fade away a bit.

• He would sing any song you wish to listen, he would even bring you apple for you to eat so you'll feel way better. Hoing out to drink wasn't on his mind at all you were his first priority afterall.

Scribble<3

You were laying on the bed as barbara bandages you up with a soft smile, as you look around to not see the face of your lover. " Please let me see them! I won't cause any problems I swear " The voice of your lover echo in your ears as the door finally open. Just to see your lover with a worried look on his face.

" Ah, there you are " he say with a calm tone as he walk towards you with a smile. Sitting down next to you as he hold your hand firmly not letting go of you again. He can't help but blame himself for letting you go out by yourself, sometimes even the wind can't always blow the way it want.

//Furina•°★

• Extremely dramatic, fake cry although it might be real tears, won't get away from you and cling onto you like her life depends on it.

• Even neuvillette can't get the archon away from you, even pulling her away wouldn't do anything she was stuck to you like glue and she was secretly playing doctor with you since she was extremely bored and have to entertain herself somehow.

• She would still have tea party with you and as her three acquaintance might or may not attack some random object sometimes in which neuvillette have to get involved for them to stop since Furina doesn't want to get involved with the problem her little friends have cause.

Scribble<3

The hydro archon sir by your side as she rub the tears off her face as she take the tissue and used it to properly wipe the tears. The hydro dragon was standing beside her as he was extremely not having any of it, of course he was upset to see you in pain but Furina was turning the sad situation into something else. " oh my dear, I didn't thought those comission were that hard " Furina say as she low-key through the comission you do were just child play. " but, when you get better let's have a tea party ok? Just the two of us... And neuvillette! You better join for her sake " Furina was full on party mod. She was already planning everything in her head.

" It's time we go... It's getting late and lady (___) should get some rest as well " Neuvillette suggest as Furina sigh, " Well... I'm staying here " Furina say out as the taller male look at her pure confusion, " My dear must feel really lonely without me... So I'm sleeping here " she added " On that chair? " Neuvillette ask once again as she nod her head aggressively there was nothing that can stop her from being this close to you. The taller male sigh knowing well that the shorter girl would not budge at all and decide to leave instead of having to force the girl and drain more of his energy as well. " My dear... Let's have a sleep over ok? Gosh! Let's stay up the whole night! " Furina fell asleep first.

//Scaramouch•°★

• Insult you on how pathetic and weak you are but gently look after your wounds like you would break at any point. He of course Harshly scowled you on how careful you have to be since you're just a pathetic human that have a life spam of a rat.

• Do not expect much from him since he is only acting nice cause Nahida force him... That's why he say in deep down he actually care and is very worried you'll leave him just like how everyone did and is doing everything in his power to prevent you from death.

• If it was a person who hurt you... Be at rest since he will complete oblerate them in a blink of an eye. If it was for some stupid reason you'll get an endless amount of teasing from him.

Scribble<3

You lay on the bed as Nahida tend to your wounds afterall who would trust Scaramouch to look after anyone. Although he was only throwing raw insult at you, you knew that he didn't mean any of them... Except some. You got hurt during a fight and you got found by Scaramouch who was just wondering around. That's what he told you but in reality the short boy was just following you to make sure you were doing just fine, and much to his surprise you needed his help.

Scaramouch did indeed defeat the one you possibly couldn't without a problem. And carry you to Nahida asking for her help, Scaramouch was only worried when you were sleeping but now you're away he was teasing you and constantly making fun of you. Just expect this for atleast a week and it'll go away if you're lucky enough.

//Xiao•°★

• The poor yaksha was worried for you as he pick you up and hurriedly bring you to baizhu and stay by your side as much as he could.

• He could not stop by blame himself for you going through such pain, only if he was more cautious you and him would have been sitting together cherishing the moon light like normally. Just because he wasn't careful enough you got caugh in his problem and got hurt.

• if you do not wake up for a long time he would possibly go insane and go killing demon without stopping. Trying to forget what is going on and won't stop until you wake up... You'll have to tell him again and again that it wasn't his fault at all or else he would keep blaming himself.

Scribble<3

You wake up to the dimly light of the candle as you see the doctor himself Baizhu... He was sitting on his chair writing as soon as he noticed you being awake he approached you. " Feeling any pain? " he ask as you nod a No to him. Instead you were worried about the whereabouts of your lover more than anything else, the last thing you know was that... You being hit instead of your lover so he probably saved you and bring you here. " Where is Xiao? " you as calmly as you waited for the answer... " Ah... I shall call for him, please wait " Baizhu said as he walked out as you waited patiently for your lover to come inside. As soon as you see him you couldn't help but smile at him.

" Why would you... Get in the way? " Xiao ask you as you look at him unsure to. But, you knew well that he was probably blaming himself deep down as well. So you pull him in a hug as you hold him dearly. The yaksha was dumbfounded but felt comfort in your embrace and hug you back. " I was worried you died " You told him as he sigh at you " That should have been my line " the yaksha say as you couldn't help but smile at him. He doesn't express much but it's enough for you to know that he love you dearly.

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bubuslutty · 1 year

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headcanon: John Price likes to play with your clit until it hurts.

pairing: fem!reader x John price

word count: 1.4k

tags: dom!price, sub!reader, overstimulation, cumming untouched, oral (f receiving), subspace, fingering, manhandling, strength kink, pain kink ig, stomach bulge, size kink, rutting, making out, biting, crying, squirting, dirty talk, praise kink, spit kink, face slapping (not too hard tho, doesn't hurt), aftercare, use of words such as cunt + hole, she/her, no use of y/n, 3rd person pov, no physical descriptions of reader

warnings: THIS AINT NO RATED MOTHER FUCKING PG SHIT. THIS SHIT RATED PORN.

summary: uhhh I got this hc from a tiktok slide show abt nsfw cod hcs okay 🧍‍♀️ my gallery is filled with them.

a/n: I had to take multiple breaks while writing this. it's proofread by me so sorry for any mistakes, bon appétit bitches 💞

☆ John would spend hours between his lovey's legs, mouth sucking, licking, nipping and tongue shoved inside her wet hole repeatedly, mean and intense.

☆ would also pinch and rub her little clit, making her whine and cry even more

☆ would absolutely devour her, kiss and suck and bite her inner thighs, making the skin red and sensitive using his teeth and beard

☆ beard rashes!!!

☆ he would beg for her to squirt on his face, "Come on, lovey. Do it, do it for me, please?"

☆ King of dirty talk + praising at the same fucking time!!!

☆ "You taste so good, lovey. Look at your cunt, it's all wet, hm? Are you going to cum? Drench my face?"

☆ At first he would probably go gentle and slow, continuously kissing her stomach and hips while his fingers are deep inside her, opening her up just for his mouth, not even his cock.

☆ "Look at you, drooling all over me pillows. Did I fuck you stupid, sweetheart? But I'm just using my hands and mouth."

☆ "I haven't even fucked you properly, your sweet cunt's crying for me, hm?"

☆ "Sweet little slut, do you like having your clit sucked? Hm, yeah, yeah you do."

☆ Then at some point he would lay on his back, roll his baby on his front, chest to chest, pin both of her hands on her back with one strong hand and use the other to mercilessly fuck her hole with three fingers until she's crying and screaming, clit repeatedly rubbing against his happy trail, leaving wet marks on his skin and making her clit all red and swollen.

☆ John thrives in feeling her shake against him, her sweaty chest heaving up and down while she has her face buried in his neck, mouthing at his skin, unable to shut her mouth and stop any noises from spilling out.

☆ he can even feel her stomach bulging out when he drives his fingers in a bit too hard, which never fails to make his cock jump, all swollen and dripping all over itself and balls.

☆ and it would hurt. her pussy is aching and her clits all swollen and rubbed raw. but it feels good. so fucking good as long John is there. as long as he's the one touching her.

☆ He would keep this up, for so fucking long, changing positions and all, just to turn her into a mess, a literal rag doll, unable to open her eyes properly, or even able to remember her own name.

☆ He would lay her on her stomach and proceed to rut against the space between her cunt and hole until he comes all over her ass.

☆ John would lay on his side, drag his baby on her side, her back glued to his warm and ticklish chest, throw one of her legs over his thighs and bury his fingers inside her cunt while his other arm is cushioning her head and his fingers are holding her mouth open.

☆ He would kiss her swollen lips, spit inside her mouth and rub her own drool all over her pretty pink lips while she's panting and whining.

☆ John would manhandle her the way he wants all the time, not afraid to use his strength to get what he wants.

☆ At some point, he would lay her on her back, hover above her legs, pinning her against the mattress while using one of his hands to pin her arms above her head, to stop her from squirming.

☆ He would grab her chin between his bigger thicker fingers and hum, seeing her glazed eyes, eyes absolutely dark and fucking gone. And he hasn't even fucked her with his dick. But it's alright, because his baby is so fucked out of her mind, she hasn't even noticed.

☆ "Lovey, look at me."

☆ Lovey doesn't look at him, she can't even see straight and just keeps panting with her mouth open, face squished against the soft pillows.

☆ John slaps her cheek, never too hard to hurt, making her gasp and he grabs her chin a bit hard, dragging her face towards his.

☆ When she finally manages to meet his eyes, he smiles, eyes full of love and adoration, "There she is."

☆ "What's your name, lovey?" John asks and watches his baby blink at him, as if he spoke in a different language.

☆ He reaches down with one hand and pinches one of her nipples, making her jump.

☆ "What's your name?"

☆ Lovey frowns, trying her damn hardest to focus her eyes on his face, pouting.

☆ John just waits in silence until she cracks a smile and starts uncontrollably giggling, "I don't know…"

☆ Captain John Price, special forces and captain of task force 141, served over 18 years in the British army, fucking cums right then and there.

☆ He moans, his dick jerking and pulsing hot cum all over his Lovey's thighs and she matches his moan as soon as she feels it, throwing her head back and arching her back.

☆ He didn't even need to touch himself and he came so hard, his vision was swimming and he had to press his forehead against his girl's, collecting himself while his thick thighs kept twitching.

☆ Lovey is not able to understand just what happened, she just knows John came and she's happy he did, but tomorrow she will remember and John will be fucked for the rest of his life.

☆ She will have more reasons to keep him wrapped around her finger, and he isn't complaining one bit, it's just different, from anything he's ever experienced, and it's a bit scary, someone having this much power over this beast of a man.

☆ "I love you, I love you, love you so much, Lovey. I love yo-" John says, trying to calm down, and then Lovey raises her head with all of the energy left in her body and kisses him in the mouth.

☆ John immediately shuts up and lowers his head, deepening their kiss even more, devouring her sweet little mouth.

☆ When his thighs stop shaking, he pulls away, making her whine, and he shushes her, keeping a hand wrapped loosely around her neck.

☆ "I'm not leaving you, Lovey."

☆ After collecting himself as much as he can, he lifts her off the bed, both naked as the day they were born. She shivers, snuggling closer to his warm chest, "I know, but you have to pee, love."

☆ He carries her to the toilet, helping her sit down because she's absolutely fucking useless by her own, and he watches her pee, arms crossed and makes sure she doesn't fall sleep and cracks her head open on the wall.

☆ When she's done, he shuts the toilet's seat and helps her sit down, "Stay here, I'll run the bath, hm?"

☆ Lovey hums, leaning her head against the wall and closing her eyes while John runs the bath as quickly as he can. He doesn't bother with a bath bomb, oils or salt like his girl usually likes. The only reason they're having a bath instead of a shower, is because she's literally unable to stand up on her feet, and he can't wash and carry her at the same time, it'd be dangerous for both of them.

☆ When it's warm enough, he carries his love to the bath and washes her body as quick and as he can, and washes himself, then he stands up, rising himself with the shower head and rinses her right after.

☆ He dries her with the biggest fluffiest towel they own and helps her slip on a pair of soft underwear.

☆ John makes her sit on the armchair next to the window and quickly changes the sheets, leaving them next to the door, he'll take care of it tomorrow. And when he's all done he slips on his own pair of boxers and gets them both in bed, clean and warm.

☆ He's laying on his back, Lovey half laying on him, one of her legs thrown over his, head and hand on his chest, while he's smoking one of his cigars, content and comfortable, muscles truly relaxing and head empty.

☆ Lovey's breathing went back to normal, she's asleep, half of her weight on his body, reminding John that this isn't a dream. And he's never been happier.

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malereadermaniac · 2 months

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Pokéboys and their dicks + extra - male reader intended

MDNI! FDNI! Characters: Blue, Red, Morty, Brawly, Norman, Adaman, Volkner, Marlon, Kukui, Raihan + bonus charas (- All characters aged up!) Kink warnings:pubic hair, marking and hickeys, scent kinks (INCLUDING MUSK AND SWEAT!!), armpits, feet, body worship, public, size diff

Blue

Blue's quite slim, so his dick is loooong

Solid 8 inches, but not very thick

Uncut, with a few veins

He loves when you play with his foreskin using your tongue

He's got a bit of a bush, not too wild but enough to stuff your nose when Blue pushes you down on his whole dick

Blue's balls aren't massive, but they sag just the right amount

His dick matches his attitude, he acts big so his dick is big

His attitude can switch up in the bedroom though

Blue can go from a cocky bastard to whimpering into your ear, acting like he needs your body, your kisses to live

But when his attitude is carried into the bedroom, you two go on for a while, Blue won't stop until your ass is imprinted with the shape if his cock

He also loves to kiss you all over, and Blue fucking loves it when you kiss and lick him everywhere

Especially his muscles

His ego gets a massive boost when you call him strong or manly while kissing his strong arms or abs

Red

Red's quite average

Around 5-6 inches, but he's very girthy

Fucking hell he fills you up so good

Red likes to keep his hair down there tidy, so he only has a very thin bush if you can even call it that

His balls as tight but big, makes sense because Red cums a LOT

Red covers you in cum every time the two of you fuck, you love it tho, especially after blowing him

And Red fucking loves to watch you choke and play with his copious amounts of cum on your face and in your mouth

You'd look gross to anyone else but to Red you couldn't look any hotter

He's quiet during sex for sure, like always

But it just let's you hear his primal noises that me makes while he fucks you hard

You can just hear heavy breathing and grunts into your ear while Red listens to your sexy moans

It's a win-win situation

Morty

Morty is massive

His dick suits his build as well, having a sleeper build you wouldn't expect his dick to be huge

He must of used some ghost voodoo to get that fucking huge

He's easily 10 inches, but he isn't crazy thick, so your not getting slowly killed with each of morty's thrusts but you are getting fucked within an inch if death for sure

His dick isn't very veiny, just one or two, but his tip is suuuper sensitive

Morty loves it when you focus on his dickhead, and he precums so much it's almost funny

His balls sag a lot, so he likes it when you cup them and play with them when you blow him

He's also wild with his public hair, it tufts out of his saggy bottoms all of the time

And it smells so musky whenever you blow him

Morty also fucking LOVES marking you and giving you hickeys when you fuck

In the most obvious places but also in private places that feel good for you in the moment

He likes to see how deep he can make the shade of purple before you whine in pain and pleasure

Bite marks all over your shoulders and thighs

And in turn you scratch his back until you almost draw blood, which turns Morty on soooo much

Brawly

He's quite average, just under 6 inches and a normal thickness

But Brawly doesn't care if he doesn't have the biggest dick ever, he REALLY makes it work

Since he's always working out in some way, Brawly's balls are always super saggy, and he's always sweaty in the best way

He has a big thing for smells and you smelling him

His public hair is out of control, as well as his armpits, he loves to push your head against his hairy regions and have you bath in his musk

He smells so manly it turns the both of you on

Brawly also has a thing for his feet, he likes to have then out as much as he can

He always suggests you lick and worship them, and on special occasions you do and he cums so quick

All of his body smells manly in such a good way, from top to bottom

Norman

His dick is above average, solid 7 inches

He's quite thick too, makes sense for his muscular build

His balls are slightly saggy and hairy

His whole body is covered in thin black hair, very manly

His pubes are quite well trimmed, kept in a nice shape and thin

Norman loves to hear you gag on his dick, and he likes to his pubes stick to the side of your mouth while he fucks your face

Rimming is a huge thing for Norman too

He likes to get up in your whole and make it his

His tongue is so thick as well, and so wet and warm

Norman basically fucks you with his tongue and enjoys the sounds you make while he tastes you

He also fucking lives blowing you, your dick smaller than his in comparison, he likes to smell your dick and engulf it in his mouth

Norman listens to your whines and out if control moans while he slobbers all over your dick

Somehow managing to take your whole dick AND your ball in his mouth

It feels so incredible, especially when he rims you, then moves to blowing you while fingering your now loose and wet hole

Norman also fucks like a mad man, like a dog in heat

His dick pounding your prostate, forcing your tongue out of your mouth while you slober on his pillows

Adaman

This man is big

Not massive

But very much enough to go above and beyond

He's of course uncut (doubt they did circumcisions back then)

His foreskin isn't tight at all but it's soo long

Also, he obviously doesn't shave, so he's a monster all over

Adaman's body hair is wild, his armpits are bushy, his arms and legs are naturally littered with thin blue hairs and his pubes are a fucking forest

His balls are always saggy and hang loose under his garments since Adaman is almost always commando

His dick is also quite thick, enough to make you scream his name

Which Adaman loves

He's got quite the thing for public sex

There weren't any laws against that, so he's used to having a small audience from time to time

And he loves to have others hear how he makes you sound

His dick also REEKS of his musk, and it intoxicates you every time you blow him

He loves to watch as you smell him like he's some drug, his dick always boiling hot and moist with his sweat and smell

It fucks you up so good

Volkner

His dick is just over 5 inches

His balls are tight, and no matter how much he tries to maintain his pubes they always get out of hand

Volkner is cut and his dick is veinless, but that doesn't mean he isn't sensitive as HELL

You're the light of his life, since he's almost depresses, you make his life better

In a normal and in a sexual way

Volkner can only get it up for you, which turns you on so much

And don't let the fact that his dick is below average, or that he's sensitive fool you

This man is a Dom all the way!

He praises you when you blow him and orders you to strip at any given moment

His hands are rough and you have plenty of marks from his spankings

His muscular build really helps as well

He let's you grab onto his built arms to ground yourself while you cum

And he likes to watch you lick your cum off of his abs afterwards

Everything this man does sexually had a dom undertone

Marlon

Pretty average dick, solid 6 inches

7 on a good day

Marlon's curtains very much do match the drapes, his pubes are also shaped similarly to his hair

His dick isn't tanned, so it's quite funny to see how his tan cuts off and his dick is shinning white and pinkish

But fuck is his tan soo hot, his tan lines so erotic

Marlon's balls are always tight too, being in water constantly really not helping him there

His dick is smooth with few veins, and Marlon is sensitive all over

Not just on his dick but his whole body

This man whines and whimperd when you kiss him all over

It's so hot, especially when your riding him and Marlon is whimpering in your ear

Your name all he can say

Kukui

Fucking hell this man is massive

Kukui is a solid 10 inches and fucking thick too

His dick is dark and veiny, both your hands can't fully cover it

It suits his huge body too, his muscles absolutely out of this world

Which really sets Kukui up nicely for his thing for body worship

He adores it when you worship his Greek god of a body

He flexes all his muscles, arms behind his head while you lick, kiss, smell and praise your boyfriend's body

He call you names from time to time which turns you on more while worshiping his body

He likes to sit you on his lap, his huge thighs holding you up while his rough, big hands roam your body

And holy fuck Kukui loves to fuck you in positions in which he can he his dick force your belly to bulge

His massive cock making a slight bump in your stomach while he ravages you

The view turning him on more and boosting his ego

Kukui pushes on the bump, making you writhe in pleasure and moan loudly

The sight is one that he'll remember forever, Kukui lives his massive cock and so do you

Raihan

He's just above average, a good 7 inches

Uncut and veiny with loooooose foreskin

Raihan fucking loves it when you lick his veins and under his foreskin

He's a cocky cunt with a huge ego, and that translates very well for sex with this guy

Raihans super into worship and praise

He loves to fuck after matches he's won, in the locker rooms, making you lick him clean and smell his "manly, winning scent"

He pushes you onto the ground and steps on your face and dick with his bare, dirty, sweaty feet and laughs as you whine and moan and lick

Raihan also fucking loves to make out

His tongue toys with yours and forces whines out of your mouth that make his dick twitch

His balls as always saggy, he likes to make you lick them and smell them, placing them in your face and telling you to worship his manly musk

His pubes are never cut, he loves to watch you struggle to breath with them stuffing your nose and likes to see them stuck to the side of your mouth as you swallow his cum

Raihan fucks you so rough and hard, making you worship his body while he fucks you

But he isn't horrible, he praises you a lot and worships your body as well

Running his hands over your body and calling you beautiful while he re-arranges your guts

He calls you pretty, lifts your arms and smells you all over, he likes to make you his

Your smell is his, your body, your voice

He fucks you like a rag-doll that only belongs to him

Short Bonuses:

Gladion (aged up!!!!!!!!)

Below average, poor guy is barely 5 inches

But he makes up for it by being good with his hands and tongue

Quite a lot of public hair, slightly darker than his blonde hair

Leon

He's just a bit bigger than raihan (so fucking massive)

He's thick and veiny, and loves to bottom out inside you, watching you squirm and writhe in pain that slowly turns to pleasure

Guiding you through it with sweet words and praise

Milo

Only around 6 inches, but fucking hell is this man thick

He apologises so much, but he needs to be inside you

He watches tears fall from your eyes from the pain and says sorry over and over but his hips keep pounding into you

His dad body crushes you while he fucks you senseless

Jacques

Very average, 6 inches

He's uncut with a loose foreskin and saggy balls

His pubes are out of control and he rarely showers

So he smells so fucking musky and manly

His dick tastes so good you can never get enough

And he's so shy about it, he apologises and blushes like a little sub when you blow his dick and swallow his cum

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froggibus · 1 year

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Junkrat & Roadhog + NSFW

Pairing: Junkrat x reader, Roadhog x reader

Genre: headcanons + smut/NSFW

CW: oral, use of toys, overstim, facial, creampie, dom/sub dynamics, use of mommy/daddy, tummy bulge, size difference

this is the other half of the request I received for Junkrat + roadhog! definitely on the shorter side but oh well. enjoy <3

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Junkrat:

he’s weirdly experienced

like knows exactly what he’s doing and does it well

definitely more of a switch/bottom

gives you head like its his last meal

also super into using toys??

expect to be overstimulated

tho its mostly accidental

he just gets super caught up in hearing you moan that he overstims both of you

LOVES to be praised

also loves to praise you

would definitely refer to you as mommy/daddy more than once

loves to finish on you

Roadhog:

dominant

like super dominant

always worried he’s gonna hurt you tho so you end up taking the lead 9 times out of 10

mans is HUNG

like its so big its borderline painful

also expect a tummy bulge everytime

super into creampies/facials

just likes to have you filled up with him or covered in his cum

also likes to use toys

Brat tamer.

don’t push him or else you’ll be in the bedroom for hours

masterlist

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hoeforhao · 1 year

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Champagne and Spirits🥂 |SEUNGCHEOL FF|<Part 2>

Pairing : seungcheol × fem!reader (ft. joshua)

MINORS DNI! MINORS DNI! MINORS DNI!

⤷ genre: smut (with feelings),slight angst, fluff, jealousy sex, alcohol consumption, explicit language/cursing, scared to love reader, cold but caring for reader seungcheol.

⤷ tags: sensual foreplay,rough sex,praise,slight bondage,hair tugging, fingering, pet names, hickeys/marking, body worship, oral (m receiving), size kink, unprotected sex(reader will be starting birth control after),creampie,overstimulation, orgasm denial, aftercare.

⤷ synopsis: seeing the one who has your heart, with other women on a cruise ship, while you're trying to deny your feelings and stay away, is definitely not an ideal situation for a holiday.

⤷ part: 2/2

⤷ word count: 2.9k

⤷ author’s note: absolutely overwhelmed with the love I received for part 1 and beyond grateful too. so here's part 2. as it's my first time writing a smut, it might feel a bit cringe and quite rushed to y'all. i apologize in advance for that and if you do like my writing...

Likes, comments and reblogs will be heartily appreciated

To your absolute oblivion, a shroud pair of eyes were placed on you from the very beginning and taking in each and every move you made with Joshua.

As you entered the bar, quite literally entangled in the arms of th unfamiliar man you just met this evening, the strong scent of spirits and alcohol filled up your senses. You were never someone who enjoyed drinking; sticking to the regular coke was more preferable to you. But today asked for a change. Your heart being in pain, mind blurred with past mistakes and memories, alcohol seemed like the easiest way to get everything down.

"So, what will be your drink of choice Mr Hong?" you asked him, while gracefully resting your butt on the bar stool, rotating seats being a potential enemy to your clumsy ass.

"One whiskey sour with bourbon, stirred and neat" joshua rested his order with the server , as he fixed his posture on the stool.

"Not only does this man speak sweet, but also drinks sweet, damn!" you blurted out in your mind, while taking in the view of his perfect stature in a navy suit.

"And for the pretty lady?" the bartender asked, breaking your string of thoughts. " I would like one cosmopolitan. And with less ice pls" you quickly responded.

"Light drinker. I see" Josh said while glancing at you with a smirk. You just smiled a bit to the sudden remark.

"So, while we wait for our drinks, mind sharing the reason why such glazed and rosy cheeks were stained with tears? That too in a happening party?" he finally let curiosity get the best of him.

Not sure what to answer, as sharing your private life with an absolute stranger didn't feel like a wise move at all, you just blatantly lied. "I was just missing my cat. This is the first time I'm spending a whole day without her. Stumbling upon her photo while using my wallet, caused the sudden fall."

It was more of a half lie tho; you did miss Carrot but that was surely not the reason of the outburst.

"Awee you're a defined cat lady then" Josh said while lightly pinching your cheeks and flashing his bright eye smile. "I'm myself quite attached to my feline babies yin and yang,if you ask"

The sudden touch on your face did make you flustered at first, but hearing about him being a cat dad himself, all you could care about was having a chat with him about each other's furr babies,with your wide dimple smile; sipping on the drinks once in a while.

All this time , the bearer of the pair of eyes that were fixated on you for the entire evening , had seated himself in the bar counter, far away from your noticing yet close enough to notice your friendly and overly close body language with a man, that was not him. He gulped down shots after shots;veins popping out,insides burning from jealousy and anger, and not the alcohol.

"I should probably go back to my room now. It's already quite late and isn't the city tour early in the morning tomorrow? We better get some good rest if we've to enjoy that" you told joshua, left hand resting on his shoulder.

"You're such a spoil-sport" he replied quite annoyingly. "But again, my body does need a good sleep. So i guess we'll end today’s beautiful night here. Let's join tomorrow again, for the tour." You giggled a bit, listening to him contradicting his own words.

"Let me drop you off at your room" joshua suggested while coming down the stool and fixing his blazer.

"No sire, thank you. I'm not a kid that you need to guide me back. Instead just hurry up and get some sleep or else you'll scare off the girls with your panda eyes" you joked as you yanked his hands off of yours and proceeded towards your deck.

Walking down the dim hallway all giggly and light minded, you were now standing at your room's door. Unlocking it and getting inside quickly, you were about to close the door when you felt a sudden tug on your wrist. The scene rolled out so fast that it took quite a few seconds for you to realize that your body was now sandwiched betwixt the closed door and a rock hard chest.

Instead of looking up to see who the person was, you guided your eyes down to your legs only to find them being held captive in between a pair of thick thighs.( a/n : y'all dk how much of a simp I'm for thick thighs) It took only a few seconds to realise whose body it was , but to be completely sure that it's not a hallucination, you quickly shot your eyes upwards and there he was. The man you dreaded meeting ever again, yet craved his presence everyday.

"S-seungcheol!! What are you doing?"your shaky and almost inaudible voice questioned.

Seeing him this close after months, your eyes were busy admiring all his features; starting from his cute little nose, the defined lines of his collarbone tracing themselves from the insides of his black satin shirt, finally down to his thin waist; so much so that they failed to notice his clenched jaw and the fuming eyes while he held onto your wrists tightly.

"Seems like you had quite a lot of fun with that pretty boy of yours, didn't you princess!" seungcheol exclaimed, mock quite understandable in his tone.

You've never seen this scary side of him; words were stuck in the back of your throat as you kept staring at him with supposed fear; your eyes visibly reflecting happiness and "want". The want to claim him as yours after seeing that woman being all over him in the evening.

"What if - what if he does like her? What if she's his gf? What if the feelings are only from my side?" all of these 'what if' thoughts of yours were quickly silenced, the moment cheol spoke out, again!

"I think i asked something princess. Keeping quite won't do you any well." he whispered, his hot breath fanning behind your ears.

"I - umm we were just having a normal talk, about our - " you were about to finish your sentence when a wet kiss landed right on your earlobe, making you go completely numb in your legs. If it wouldn't have been for seungcheol's thighs, you would've collapsed right there.

"About what? Filling up your stomach with butterflies or making your body shudder under his touch? Or laying his hands on something only I can touch? Hmm? I need answers doll" he kept on suggesting while placing sloppy kisses on your earlobe, going down to your neck, making it completely drenched in his saliva and finally resting his puffy lips on your collarbone, waiting for you to speak.

"N-no we were just talking about our cats" you somehow managed to form a sentence, while your body was melting like butter in his hold, mind clustered up with all the unholy things you want him to do to you.

"Oh is that so! Too bad that one of these cats will get painted with MY scent tonight" cheol spat out before surprising you with a sharp bite on the collarbone.

The sudden pain made you tug onto his silky smooth hair while moaning out his name lowly "cheol, aaahh"

"My name sounds heavenly in your mouth baby. I'll make sure that the entire cruise gets to hear you screaming it throughout the night" he said while roughly pulling you into his warmth,closing even the slightest gap between the two bodies as he placed his lips on yours.

This was when you finally let your lust break free. Responding back to the kiss immediately, you engulfed his lips into yours, gently yet hungrily sucking on them, making sure to leave his already puffy lips even puffier. You were yourself in disbelief that this was your first kiss, seeing how well you were performing. Devouring his lips like an unfed tiger for a good 60 seconds, you finally let go off them, in order to let some air in your lungs.

Seungcheol was completely stricken by this sudden move. He used to think that only he wanted you, craved for you, your touch, your heart, your body, your everything. But getting such a response, assured him of your feelings thus turning him into a beast, ready to mark you his tonight.

"I didn't know you wanted me this much huh"

Without wasting a single moment he attacked your lips again, this time making sure to leave them completely bruised. Biting your lower lip as you welp in pain,he took this as a chance to make his way into your mouth; his tongue painting even the narrowest of the cave's crevices with his saliva.

His hands moved down from your waist to your hips as he digged his nails into the flesh, lifting you up while you wrapped both of your legs around his torso, never breaking the kiss.

Upon reaching the side rail,cheol carefully placed your body straight up on the bed, while he detached yours' lips to take out something from his pocket.

That warm skin leaving yours, created a void in you even if it was for secs. You couldn't believe how desperate you've become to have him all to you . Lost in the thoughts, you failed to notice the soft yet firm cloth wrap around your wrists tying it to the bedframe; eyes immediately looking up at him in confusion.

"It's important baby! You need a little punishment for being such a naughty girl. Don't you think so?" he sheepishly smirked before placing himself down on top of you,his legs bordering your body, making you feel his bulge on your throbbing core.

"But cheol - "

"No more talking doll, I cannot hold myself in anymore" not letting you finish the sentence, he tugged onto the skin of your neckline leaving behind a trail of dark purple hickeys and bite marks, while his hands jerked off the sleeves of your dress, pulling it down to the waist, revealing your buttery soft body.

Seeing that a white lacey material was the only thing covering your chest and stoppin him from worshipping the divine figure lying infront, he quickly unclasped your bra and threw it into a corner of the room. Realizing your upper body is now stark naked, body dysmorphia quickly hit you but the hands being tied you felt helpless.

Cheol noticed the uncomfort in your eyes and softly asked " What's the matter love?"

"I feel so bad that you've to see my ugly body like this. It's not what you expected it to be, right?"

With a sad yet assuring chuckle he spoke

"Do you know how beautiful you're y/n? How heavenly your body is? How much it makes me wanna bury myself in you for hours and never let go? How long I've craved to have you like this, all to me? Lemme show you then"

Saying this, he starts placing sloppy kisses on your chest running down to your cleavage and your breasts, slowly licking the skin around the bump and finally placing his mouth on one of your nipples, gently sucking it in while his hand played with the other.

Your eyes were tightly shut, pleasure with a hint of pain running through your entire body as seungcheol kept playing with you breasts, kneading them like the most expensive dough, biting on the skin as well as your nipples, and tugging onto them once in a while.

After clenching his thirst for the time being, he slowly looked up and admired the beautiful purplish masterpiece he has made, marking you his for the entire world to see.

"You're so fuxkin pretty princess. I was trying to control myself from ruining you entirely, but fuxk it! You've driven me absolutely crazy by you now" he started unbuttoning his shirt while talking,revealing his perfectly toned abs ; a paradise for your eyes.

You were completely wet by now, your panties drenched and your insides waiting to be filled by his girth. Cheol saw the neediness in your eyes and as much as he wanted to fill you up quickly, his cock was pulsating to have your mouth around it. So without wasting a second, he pulled down his pants along with his boxers, revealing his thick length, earning a loud "Wow" from you.

"You like what you see?" you nod in response as he unties your hands guiding you to his throbbing dick, moaning the instant your warm mouth engulfs him. You quickly start pumping it in your mouth, occasionally using your hands and teasing his tip with your tongue

"Ahh y/n your mouth feels so good around me." his voice becoming shaky as he holds down your head, thrusting at a much higher speed,making you almost choke on his dick with teary eyes, finally reaching the high and releasing his sweet juices in your throat.

"Swallow all of it" and as an obedient kitten you follow all of the elder's orders.

"Seungcheol, I need you now please. I can't wait anymore" you needily plead with puppy eyes as it became almost impossible for you to control further.

"You've been a good kitten till now. So how can I not give my baby the pleasure she wants huh" saying this cheol again pushes your body down on the bed as he takes off your dress completely.

"That wet for me huh!" he exclaims proudly after seeing your dripping panties sticking onto your folds, his hands tugging onto the hem and freeing your body from any clothing.

A loud moan escapes your lips as he suddenly pushes one of his fingers inside you, followed by two more; their long slender stature pumping in and out of you at an inhuman speed, while his tongue runs circles around your clit, sending you into absolute heaven.

"I-i am about to cum cheol" words refusing to destroy the pleasure as you speak out.

"Not so fast princess." he says while pulling out his fingers immediately, leaving your pussy with an empty feeling and pouty lips, which were soon coated with your own fillings as cheol placed his lips on yours, pulling you into a passionate kiss; his hands roaming around your hips as he places a pillow beneath them, preparing you for the most awaited part.

Taking his cock in his hand and pumping it a few times before lining it up your entrance, Seungcheol looks at you with a soft gaze " Are you ready, love?"

You just hmm in response as he slowly enters you, trying to be as gentle as possible. You let out a slight whimper in pain which soon turns into pleasure as he starts thrusting in and out of you, giving you time to adjust to his length before ramming into you like a beast.

"You're so fuxkin tight princess" he says while kissing you gently to distract you from the pain. After a prolonged session of him destroying your insides, you feel yourself riding your high as you clench around his length one last time before cumming all over his legs. Cheol too finds himself reaching his climax not so late after, as he entirely releases himself in you, filling you up to the brim.

With a sweaty chest and panting breath, he plops down on the bed, beside your tired body, covering both of you with the duvet and pulling you into a warm hug.

"I love you y/n. I've loved you since the very day you came to my clinic with Carrot. I've always wanted to protect you, see your face adorning that healing smile of yours, enjoying every bit of life, even if it's not with me" you feel the sadness in his tone as he confesses his love for you.

"Sshhh cheol. Don't even think about such things anymore. You don't know how safe you've made me feel everytime you were around; your presence grazing my dark life like the soothing beams of sunlight on chilly days,your smile lighting up my soul like fireworks, your sweet scent filling up the surroundings like jasmines and lilies. It's just that I was scared;scared to love you; what if I end up hurting you like everyone else in my life. I didn't want to lose you neither did I want to see you in pain. That's the sole reason why I couldn't look into your eyes that day" tears streaming down your face as you sob in his embrace.

"Don't cry love. I'm now here, to hold onto you like a slug, forever. I'll be you warmth, so that you no more have to live in your cold world. Surely love will throw its challenges towards us, but all I can do is promise that I'll clutch onto your hands tightly. Let's be each other's home for a long time, pls" cheol comes while burying his head into your crook, as you both fall asleep in each other's arms,hearts beating in unison and souls finally at peace♡

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jobean12-blog · 2 years

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hi :D let me ask you : would you consider writing a (any bucky)bucky x reader that the reader is a virgin and like with size kink and corruption kink and innocence kink you know ? maybe a bit of possessiveness?? —i never had my first kiss even tho i’m 24 and like i am having a hard time finding a fic that fits that ? so i was just wondering pls feel free to ignore this thank u

If I Stay

Pairing: Bucky x reader (virgin!reader)

Word Count: 3,017

Summary: You and Bucky have been seeing each other for a while and he's been more than happy to take it slow but tonight you're ready for more.

Author's Note: Thanks a bunch for this request anon! I wish I could give you this Bucky! I hope you enjoy this and your day! Hugs! ❤️ PS: I wish my first time was like this and I wish it was with Bucky beacuse he's literally perfect and I know that most people's first time is not this good- I wish it was for all of us- but Bucky is my favorite fictional perfect man and therefore if he was your first time it would be perfect. Thank you all so much for reading! Much love always! ❤️❤️❤️Divider by my sweet @firefly-graphics thank you love🥰

Warnings: dom/sub vibes, teasing, light dirty talk, praise kink, Bucky loves that he's your first, fingering, oral (f rec), unprotected sex (wrap it up kids), cursing, smut (18+ ONLY PLEASE!!!)

Gif not mine: Credit goes to @zacharylevis

“Thanks for walking me home Bucky.”

Your nervous hands fumble with your bag as you try to search for your keys, his intense stare sending a wave of heat over your skin.

He smiles. A lopsided grin that spreads his plump lips and crinkles the corners of his eyes before he steps into your space. Your back presses against the door and his chest brushes yours.

“Of course, doll face,” he hums. “Thanks for lettin’ me take ya out again.”

His metal hand rests above your head and along the doorframe while the other reaches up to gently cup your cheek. He leans in and you close your eyes, your breath caught in your throat. With a soft press of his lips, he kisses the corner of your mouth and you feel a slight tinge of disappointment.

Your eyes open as he pulls back and his expression sharpens at whatever he sees in your gaze.

“Fuck baby girl,” he hisses. “Tell me what you want.”

It takes you a moment to find your voice but when you do you boldly slide your fingers along his jacket, grabbing the open ends tugging him closer.

“Kiss me,” you whisper, dropping your eyes to his lips.

Before you can register his movements he has one large hand wrapped around the nape of your neck and the other grazing along your waist. His lips cover yours and you drop your bag, a breathy moan leaving the back of your throat.

His hand tightens at the back of your neck and he groans, his kiss growing more intense and demanding. When you feel the hardness of his cock press against your stomach you whimper and grind your hips.

He breaks the kiss, pulling back just enough to look into your eyes. His own are dark, his lashes lowered and his lips parted with his heavy breathing.

You feel two of his fingers slip under the hem of your dress and then he freezes. Desire and something else wars in his expression and then his hand drops to his side and he leans his forehead to yours. His hand closes around your waist and he tightens his grip.

“Bucky?” you squeak.

His eyes lift and he takes a small step back.

“I’m a gentleman,” he says with a wry smile.

“I know,” you answer breathlessly.

His gaze washes over you and his face has a pained look as he runs a hand through his already mussed hair.

“Fuck,” he grits out. “I need to leave.”

He leans in for a quick and sweet kiss but you grab his arm before he can turn away.

“Wait. Don’t,” you plead weakly.

He stares at you, his metal fingers twitching at his side.

You swallow hard before whispering, “I want you to come in.”

He fills your space once again, his whole body lined up with yours as he takes your chin between his fingers and holds you there.

“Are you sure?” he asks. “I won’t do…”

You cut him off. “I’m sure. So sure.”

He releases you so you can unlock the door. When you get inside you drop your purse and walk into the kitchen, the feel of his heated gaze sending a shiver down your spine.

“Do you want anything?” you ask, leaning against the counter for support.

“Just you,” he answers with a smirk.

He stalks toward you with purposeful steps.

“I want you Bucky. All of you.”

He drags you into his chest, dipping his head and ghosting his lips over yours.

“Fuck,” he mutters. “I’m gonna make you feel so good doll but you need to tell me if anything is too much, ok?”

“Ok,” you whisper.

“Do you want me to stop?” he asks at the gentle press of his lips.

“No,” you breath against his mouth.

“And now?” he asks as his warm breath trails along your jaw and he kisses the spot just below your ear.

You shake your head no and he pauses.

“Use your words for me baby girl.”

“Don’t stop. Please don’t stop,” you gasp.

This time he doesn’t hesitate as he slides his fingers slowly up your thigh. When he reaches the lace at your hip he dips his finger inside and runs it along the material, teasing the outline. He grabs your waist and lifts you onto the counter, spreading your legs and taking your face in his hands.

His nose gently bumps yours as he tilts his head and kisses you, soft at first but when you reach your hand down and palm his cock he growls deep and slides his tongue between your lips.

He toys with the strap of your dress, his fingertips feather light as he pushes it off your shoulder. He releases your mouth and his lips trail down your neck as he removes the other strap and lets your dress fall down to expose the swell of your breasts.

“Please Bucky,” you whine.

“Please what?” he simpers. “What did I tell you about using your words?”

Your lashes lower and you worry your lip between your teeth.

“I want you to touch me.”

His eyes settle on yours, dark with desire but also a softness that steals your breath and when his hand cradles your cheek and he pulls you in for a kiss you melt against him. His long fingers fall to your chest and he massages your breast, pulling down the cup of your bra to carefully pinch your nipple.

You gasp into his mouth, your hips thrusting forward at the contact. His head drops and he takes your nipple into his mouth, sucking gently before rolling his tongue around the hardened nub. You drag your nails through his hair and pull hard, loving the way he moans against your skin.

His lips kiss a warm and wet path back up to yours as his hand slides lower and his finger brushes over your panties. The fabric is soaked and sticking to your skin.

“So wet for me. Such a good girl,” he croons.

You rub yourself along his finger, whining his name. He grabs the back of your neck and pulls you in for another kiss, sliding the lace to the side and softly teasing his finger along your folds. Your body trembles and he pulls away just enough to look you in the eyes, the grip he has around your neck tight enough to keep you from looking away.

He watches you as he slowly pushes one finger inside. Your body tenses as your eyes begin to flutter closed.

“You’re doing so good for me baby girl. So perfect,” he praises.

“Oh god,” you moan, wrapping your arms around his neck.

He drops one hand to your thigh, caressing your skin while he pushes your legs open wider. He pumps his finger in and out, his breath coming in short pants.

“More. Please I want more,” you cry out.

His lips move down your neck as he cranes it back, sucking along the soft skin until he reaches your pulse point. A second finger teases your entrance, his movements delicate and slow as he pushes it inside you.

You drop your hands to the counter, gripping the edge so hard your knuckles turn white as your head falls back.

“Talk to me angel. Tell me what feels good.”

“Slow,” you breathe out, rocking your hips onto his hand.

He slowly pulls both fingers out, the motion languid even as he pushes them back in, going deeper.

“Do you touch yourself?” he asks, looking down between your bodies as his fingers pump in and out.

“Yes,” you breathe out.

“Show me,” he demands.

Your eyes widen and you drop your chin slightly. The hold he has on your hip loosens and he takes your face in his hand, lifting your gaze.

Your hand moves tentatively across your stomach and settles at the apex of your thighs before stopping. His fingers still and you let out a whine.

He gives you a small smirk and waits.

You let out a shaky breath and press your finger to your clit, circling the swollen nub.

“That’s it baby girl. Fuck,” he hums. “Is that what you like?”

You try to squeeze your legs together but he holds them open, his fingers now moving faster. He brushes your hand away and presses his thumb to your clit, repeating your motions until you’re writhing on the counter and clenching around his fingers.

With a chant of his name, you fall apart against his shoulder, your toes curled and your entire body trembling.

“Look at you,” he murmurs. “So beautiful. I can’t wait to get my mouth on you.”

He softly kisses your forehead, brushing his thumbs across your cheeks and tracing your lips. His hands fall away and he kneels, keeping his eyes on you as he drags your panties down your legs. His lips trail up your calf until he reaches your inner thigh and he brushes his nose along your slit. He inhales, humming appreciatively before dipping his tongue inside you.

Your fingernails drag over his scalp and you grab hold of his hair, pulling his face closer. He slides his tongue up to your clit and gently sucks, making your hips buck onto his face.

“Buckyyyy,” you whimper. “Ohhh my god. Do it again.”

“There’s my good girl,” he sings before he takes your clit between his lips.

He alternates between sucking your clit and sliding his tongue through your folds and it’s enough to have your stomach tightening.

“I want your fingers again,” you mewl…pausing with a deep breath. “Your metal fingers.”

You feel his smile as he slides his left hand along your thigh, the metal a cool contrast to your heated skin. He slowly pushes one inside you and you gasp his name.

“More,” you beg.

He growls as he slides a second finger inside you, dragging out the motion with his mouth still wrapped around your clit. The sounds that fall from your open mouth only urge him on as he devours you with fervor.

“Are you going to cum for me again doll?”

His tongue flicks over your clit and he curls his fingers slightly.

“I want to you to cum on my tongue baby girl. Let me taste you.”

Your eyes screw shut and you thrust your hips onto his face and fingers, riding both until you can finally see straight again. He gently teases your clit, kissing and sucking while his fingers still move slowly in and out.

“You’re perfect,” he whispers, giving you one last lick before he pulls his fingers free and stands. “Did so good for me doll.”

His lips meet yours, his tongue coated with your juices so you taste yourself.

“See how sweet you taste?” he hums when he pulls away.

Your cheeks are flushed and you lick your lips, giving him a coy look.

“What if I want to taste you now?” you muse.

The muscles along his jaw clench tightly and your lips lift into a small smile.

“As much as I want my cock in this pretty mouth it’ll have to wait doll. Tonight, is about you.”

“But why can’t I just have a little taste first. I want to know what you like too,” you whine.

“Fuck,” he grits out, closing his eyes and burying his face in your neck.

He peppers kisses up to your ear before pulling the soft lobe between his teeth. You arch into him and whimper.

“You can’t because I said so,” he murmurs.

With no room left for argument you let out a little huff but concede, scraping your nails down his neck and holding him to you.

“Are you going to fuck me then?” you sass.

“So good,” he whispers into your skin.

He lifts you into his arms and carries you to the bedroom, gently laying you across the bed. He’s still fully clothed so when you sit up and push the jacket from his shoulders he doesn’t protest. It falls to the floor in a heap and you grab his shirt, pulling at the tight material until it joins his jacket.

Your fingers trace the chain of his dog tags before following the dark trail of hair under his belly button and reaching his jeans. You pop open the button and slowly pull the zipper down, moaning when you reveal his boxers and his hard cock pressed tight against the pulled fabric.

“Oh my,” you whisper, panting as he slides his jeans over his thick thighs and kicks them off. “Do you think it will…? You’re so big.”

He chuckles as he watches you, your eyes still trained on his cock.

“I’ll make sure you’re ready for me baby girl and remember we can always stop if it’s too much,” he says softly.

You reach out for him, hooking your fingers into the waistband of his boxers. You pull him closer and trail soft kisses down his chest and stomach. With deliberate movements you slide his boxers down, breathless when his cock springs free and rests against his abs.

“Bucky…” you moan, wetting your lips.

He wraps his metal fingers around his cock, slowly stroking the length as he kneels on the bed. You lean back on your elbows and squeal when he grabs the hem of your dress and pulls it free of your body. Your legs fall open invitingly and he settles between them, reaching behind your back to unhook your bra.

His hand closes around your breast and he kneads the soft flesh, his mouth lavishing kisses along your jaw and neck. He rocks his hips, positioning himself between your folds and sliding his cock through your wetness.

He continues rocking his hips, gently at first but the more you moan his name, your nails scratching down his back he moves faster.

“Fuck doll. Feel what you do to me? I’m ready to cum and I’m not even inside you yet,” he hisses.

His hand moves from your breast, caressing your stomach until he reaches your thigh and pushes it down to the bed, leaving you wide open for him. He takes his cock in his hand and teases your entrance, pushing in only a little.

“So good baby girl, such a good girl for me,” he purrs. “Tell me if you need me to slow down.”

He pushes in a little more and your eyelashes flutter closed, kissing your cheeks.

“Don’t angel,” he pleas. “Open them. Let me see how good I make you feel.”

Your eyes open and he holds your gaze, his metal hand grazing along your collarbone as he pushes in more. You suck in a breath, the burn of the stretch making you wince.

He immediately pulls out and kisses you, whispering sweet words of praise.

“Nice and slow doll. You’re so tight,” he murmurs, pushing in again.

You whimper his name, your pussy clenching as he goes deeper.

“That’s it doll. Taking my cock so well.”

With languid thrusts he fills you up, inch by inch until you’re stretched around him and the pleasure overwhelms any discomfort. He doesn’t move and every time you squeeze his cock he throbs inside you and mutters a curse.

“You feel incredible. Can I…?”

“Yes Bucky, God yes, please fuck me.”

His metal fingers ghost along the base of your throat and you grab his wrist, pushing it higher until his hand closes around the delicate column. He pulls out, pushing slowly back in at the same moment his hand tightens at your throat.

“Fucking hell,” he croons, rocking his hips again.

“Yes Bucky, just like that. Please don’t stop.”

“Look at you baby girl. Fuck. I love watching my cock disappear into this perfect, tight pussy,” he praises when lifts his torso to look between your bodies.

You gracefully accept his praise, reveling in his sweet words and the look of awe on his face.

He starts to move his hips faster, releasing your throat and sliding his hand down to your clit, rubbing it in just the right way.

“Oh my god,” you cry out, your thighs squeezing his waist.

“That’s it angel, squeeze my cock. Soak it. I want to feel you cum.”

His words send you over the edge and your release hits you like a wave, your body quivering as it as it pulses through you.

“Fuck baby girl. You feel so good, so perfect. You’re gonna make me cum.”

You feel him spill inside you, the pulse of his cock dragging out your pleasure. He sags on top of you, supporting his weight with one hand while the other softly strokes your sweaty skin.

You sigh with contentedness, your body completely pliant under his as your fingers card through his tussled hair.

“You did amazing doll. You’re such a good girl for me.”

He kisses you sweet and slow, savoring every touch of your lips.

“I can’t wait to do that again,” you giggle.

He throbs inside you, your breathy moan making his cock twitch and his hips grind against you.

“Fuck, I love all those sounds you make.”

He does it again and you whimper, meeting the next thrust of his hips.

“We can do this all night if you want baby girl but I need to take care of you first,” he says softly, lifting your hand to his mouth to kiss your palm. “Stay right here and I’ll get a warm cloth and clean you up.”

He pulls out slowly and you whine at the loss of him but your body is too sated to do much and you try to wait patiently until he returns. The warm cloth feels nice against your skin and his touch is gentle.

“So beautiful,” he murmurs, dipping his head to shower kisses along your inner thighs. “Let’s get some rest so you’ll be ready to sit on my face and ride my cock later.”

You rub your thighs together at the thought, your body tingling but your eyes drooping as you slip into a blissful rest in his arms.

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=Monster=

Pt.6

I(Avatar)Colonel Miles Quaritch x Na’vi Reader

HOW MANY MORE PARTS DO YALL WANT??

Warnings: SMUT/18+/violence/choking/pinning/overstimulation/heavy topics/Dirty talk/Virginity Loss/knife play maybe/size kink/SMUT/Stockholm Syndrome/abuse/this chapter has issues/angst/

P.S. uuuh stuff spoken in Na’vi is Italic and stuff readers thinking is blue

Summary: This takes place in ATWOW Aaand you’re neytiris older sister, and you get captured in order to save jakes children and spider. <3

Authors note: this might be the last chapter, it might not. Kinda just want to follow mostly with the movie but not at the same time. Uuuh yeah. This chapter is kinda sad tho maybe idk. BUT ITS FINALLY OUT someone applaud me :,)

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“PUT ME DOWN!” You’d yell your voice cracking from how much pain you were in.

“I guess, If that’s what you want.” a silky voice would fill your ears. Miles voice. Your eyes would shoot open at his voice.

“Mile-“ a gasp would cut your words short as you were let go, miles hands untangling from your hair.

You’d scream as you fell through the air closing your eyes once again bracing for impact. Only this time you didn’t hit water. You hit rock. Stone. ‘Demon ship’ Something hard. A crack would fill your ears as your side hit the floor of the ship deck signifying something had broken. The pain caused Another sickened scream to leave your mouth as you clutched at your side pain shooting through your whole body. ‘Get up’ your mind shouted at you as you desperately scurried from your ball on the floor to your two shaky legs. Your eyes would fill with fear as you looked around and scurried to the Edge of the ship. Another screech would fill your ears as an ikran landed right in front of you the beasts breaths strong and frantic as the wind from its wings caused your wet hair to whip around. Quickly you’d dart to the side trying to make a desperate escape. An escape from prison. But this Time miles jumped infront of you. But this wasn’t your miles. This was a different miles. A darker miles. A miles with a sinister look plastered onto his face. A miles with revenge radiating from his body. A miles with a smirk full of terrible intent. A miles with flaring nostrils. a miles with a tent in his pants. An actual monster. Your ears would fall back as you made eyes contact with your mate, his eyes would soften. But only for a second.

“Found you princess.”

Miles would lick his canines agonizingly slow as his hulking frame stood between you and freedom. ‘Monster.’ Filled your mind as you stared into his frenzied eyes. Slowly you got into a stance your tail whipping back and fourth as you and your mate faced off.

“You look like shit.” Miles would coo earning a chuckle from himself. You never understood his humor. “Weak, fragile…” miles would trail off. “…you look like prey.. my prey.” Miles tone would drop an octave his last words more sinister than anything you’ve heard as He bared his teeth and widened his yellow eyes.

Your ears would fall back as your heart seemed to crash against you chest. ‘Run’ was the only thing your instincts screamed and you did. You darted to the side your weak and malnourished body taking you as fast and as far as it could. In a rush you’d turn a corner only to be met with a blue fist. A ‘wham” would fill the air as the blue fist collided with your face. More pain shorting through your body. You wished you were numb as You saw stars your body falling back as your face recoiled with the fist hitting the floor with a loud ‘thud’. Panic would fill your senses. ‘Miles couldn’t have gotten there that fast’ you thought as you tried your best to open your now sore and watery eyes. Your nose was burning and you felt a hot liquid pour down your blue and pain filled face the warm liquid falling into you agape mouth. Blood it was blood. You could tell by the tastes of taste the warm, metallicy, copper substance as it pooled down your face.

“Finally, never thought I’d get the chance to get the bitch back.” Z-Dog would boast ego radiating off her body as she stepped onto your shoulder. You’d do nothing but hiss as you continued to blink your eyes still trying to recover from the punch.

as your vision finally cleared you’d look up to the blue demon. And you’d smirk as you spit the blood from your mouth onto her boots in a stoic act. But behind the brave act you were panicking on the inside. Everting was running 1000 miles an hour. You could feel your body fatiguing by the second as your side throbbed with each strained breath you took. Your face throbbed as well. You mind raced you had so many questions and pleads. Your gut felt sick and you felt slimy and sweaty. You wondered about the kids and Jake and Netyiri. Kiri. Everything was spinning as you stoically looked up to the blue demon.

“I don’t know, you’re the one with the scar on your face.” You’d blast back as you stared at the scar on her cheek. The scar from your dagger back on the helicopter. A smirk would plaster your blue face as you Ran the back of your hand against the blood oozing from your nose smearing the red liquid.

“Fucking bitch!” Z-dog would bark as she grabbed a knife from its holster and knelt down to your level placing the cool blade against your cheek in a harsh manner. You sucked in a harsh breath at the action acting as stoic as you could. But with her knife so close to your face everything closed in as she spayed her words with a venom you were familiar with. “You want one? I’ll give you one. And I’ll make sure it’s the ugliest thing you’ve ever seen. I’ll make sure every time you wake up and look in the mirror that you remember my face.” Z-dog spit her words. Like actually spit them her droplets or Silvia paining your face. It had your ears falling back in disgust and cringe.

“We don’t have mirrors.” You’d laugh sarcastically as you stared into the blue females eyes. You were testing her. Playing with your life and “beauty”

an angered noise would fill the air as she pressed the knife into your cheek the blade digging into your soft and blue flesh with ease. You felt the blade dig into your skin causing blood to trickle from another place on your body. You’d hiss at the pain that burned your skin as she slowly dragged the knife against your skin inching closer and closer to your neck. Then out of no where a panic would set in and you’d whine in fear as you attempted to push Z-dog off of you. Panic. Panic rang through you as your ears fell back and your breathing became frantic. Alarms rang through you as you continued to try and push the crazed demon off of you. Then you’d yell.

“M-MILES! My love!” You didn’t know where the words came from. But a part of you needed him. Needed him to save you from the female above you even though you could easily save yourself. You needed him.

A deep and forbidding chuckle from behind you would have z-dog and her actions halting in an instants her blade frozen and lodged into the bottom half of your cheek. Her eyes would fill with a fear as she looked down at you her body now stiff and frozen. ‘Miles’ you wanted to turn your head to look at the man but the bald lodged into your cheek kept you from doing so. So you waited.

“Touch (Y/N) ever again Z, and I’ll make sure it’s the last thing you do.” Miles loud and thundering steps were heard from behind you as his hand shot into your vision. He reached for Z’s neck once his hand were wrapped around her flesh he’d lift her from you and throw her against a wall with a loud thud. His grip was unforgiving as he squeezed her throat. “Am i clear?” Miles would ask his tone just as unforgiving as his grip on her throat.

All Z-Dog could do was nod as she clawed at his forearm and nodded trying to take air in but failing dismally.

“Good.” Miles would throw z-dog across the the ships deck her body hitting the floor with and harsh thud. “NOW get lost!” Miles would command his voice dominating and booming.

Quickly Z-dog would scurry from the floor like a lost kitten rushing away in a flurry of coughing and panic. Miles booming voice rattled your chest as you slowly raised your upper body from the ships deck doing so caused A pained noise to pass your lips. Miles foot steps thundered from behind you the harshness of the man’s steps causing your ears to shoot back. Aggressively miles would plant his boots on both sides of your body and as he crouched down you were expected to be met with loathing, angry, and venomous eyes. But when your eyes met his big yellow ones. The eyes you fell in love with. You were met with sadness and kindness. It has you audibly gasping and the layers around your icy and stony heart melting and crumbling all at the same time. ‘He’s so beautiful’ was the only thought that now plagued your mind as you stared into your lovers yellow eyes.

Slowly you’d lift your scraped and blood smeared hand to the rough and sweaty cheek of your lover. Of miles. Once your delicate fingers had reached the flesh of his cheek the cold that consumed your body was quickly replaced with warmth, his warmth. Warmth you’d only ever find from him. A warmth that engulfed your body in a flame that you never wanted to burn out. It was a flame that had your thighs clenching and core aching.

“My love.” You’d whisper when he rested his forehead against yours causing both of you to close your eyes as you inhaled each other scents both of your ears falling back at the long lost contact.

You finally felt alive. After being dead for so long you finally felt alive. Miles brought color back to your full life. Mikes saved you. Yet again. He saved you again. And the thought had a sob leaving your throat as you clawed at the back of his vest trying to pull him as close to you as you possibly could. Miles would melt into your touch his tail wrapping with yours before he pulled both of you to your feet caging you in his strong arms. The arms you loved. Again you’d sob, as you dug your claws into the back miles vest.

“I’m so sorry.” You’d finally break. You’d finally let it slip. “I’m so sorry my love…” you’d choke a sob back as you spoke. “My love, I did not mean it. I did not mean what I said. I did not mean it. I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry miles, I’m so sorry.” You’d chat your words “you are not a monster, you are not him. You are not a monster. You are my love. You are the fire to my flame, you are the rider to my ikran, you are the Na’vi to my Ewya, you are the light to my dark, you are my everything. But you are not a monster miles.” You’d squeeze miles tighter with each word you spoke.

You didn’t want to let go. You wouldn’t. Miles would squeeze you just as tight as you were him. a sob would fill the air. But it wasn’t your sob. It was miles. ‘Miles is crying’ your heart broke at the pained and saddened sound coming from your lovers lips. It had you pulling yourself from his grip so you could get a good look at him. Hastily you’d bring both of your hands to each side of his face and observe the blue Avatar infront of you. Concern painted your tired and rough skin when another sob left his throat. Miles would lean into your touch placing his hands on top of yours gently rubbing your skin.

Silence would fill both of your ears each of you sitting and waiting in anticipation. Until mikes finally broke. Tears falling from his yellow eyes, his grip on your hands turning rough and possessive his sobs filling the air as he shoved his head into the croak of your neck and shoulder. Seeing the stoic man break infront of you, because of you, had you joining him. Both of you cried and sobbed into the air your noises of pain and sadness but also joy and relief filling each others ears.

Miles would plant a wet and shaky kiss to the nape of your neck in a soothing manner. His lips on your skin causing a forgotten flame to flicker.

“I forgive you.” Miles would plant another wet and shaky kiss to your collar bone. “I’ll forgive you a thousand times if I have to.”

Miles would bring his hands to your now damp hair, tangling all 10 of his digits into your locks pulling your head back in a gentle manner so his eyes could meet with yours once again. Both of your cheeks were dried of your own tears your eyes red and puffy. As you stared into miles yellow eyes one of his palms would gently stroke the back of your head the other going to massage your shoulder. Miles would then pucker his lips as he stared at you an emotion you couldn’t quite catch glimpsing past his eyes.

“Oel ngati kameie princess”

Your eyes would widen at Miles words. Your heart fluttering at the words he just spoke.

“Oel ngati kameie” you’d respond back with an innocent and loving smile lifting your hand to his cheek. “Oel ngati kameie my love”

“You we’re lost without me.” Miles comment had you scoffing and your ears falling back. And all miles would do is ‘tut’ “it’s obvious (Y/N). You look dead.”

Again you’d scoff. But you knew it was true. Even Kiri said so.

“I was lost without you yes, but that doesn’t mean I wouldn’t have been able to live without y-“

Mikes Would cut you off his hand going to your mouth and his ears falling back in agitation as a scowl crossed his face. ‘He didn’t want me to finish that sentence’ your own ears would fall back at his actions.

“You we’re lost, and I’ve found you again. You’re never going to get lost again. Ever.” Miles tone was possessive and dominating his hand moving from your mouth to your chin gripping it with his fingers harshly.

Slowly, agonizingly slow, miles would pull you in for a kiss you easily complying closing your eyes before your lips even met. But, as all good this come to an end before you two could kiss the yell of a man and the screech of an ikran would have your eyes shooting open, ears perking, and you turning your head your chin escaping from Miles harsh grip to see what the commotion was about.

“Oh great mother…” the words would leave your mouth in an agonized whisper your jaw dropping at the sight before you.

‘Lo’ak, Tuk, Tsireya..’ the three kids were all stuck in a net getting throw onto the ships deck by and Ikran and one of Miles friends. An yell would leave your throat as you pulled yourself away From miles running to the children in an attempt to help them. ‘I’m so stupid. I had one job, I was supposed to protect them’ your ears would fall back at the thought as you ran for the kids your legs shaky and side throbbing.

“LO’AK!” You’d yell to the boy announcing your presence.

His head would snap in an instant. He looked at you with hope. And it brought a sense of relief to you as you dashed to the net. But the hole in lo’ak’s eyes slowly turned to distraught everything suddenly moving in slow motion as you reached for the children each step seeming to get slower and slower. Closer and closer. That was until five far too familiar digits tangled themselves into your hair yanking you back into a brick wall, which so happens to be Mikes chest with a matter of ease. A gasp would leave your throat at the harsh tug.

“They can’t be here!” You’d plead to Miles his grip in your hair tightening as he looked down at you. A hard and harsh scowl now plastering his once soft face. His eyes were full of anger as he looked down at you. It made your gut sink. ‘How can someone switch up so quickly’

Your eyes would water ‘this isn’t how he’s supposed to hold me, this isn’t how he’s supposed to look at me.’ Your ears and tail would drop at the thought as a pout formed onto your face. Miles would look down at you his ears falling back once his eyes Met yours. It would catch him off guard causing him take in a long and stoic breath as he puckered his lips looking away from you.

“G-Good work Mansk” Miles informed the Avatar in sunglasses the avatars ego only seeming to get bigger. “Now..” miles would take in a long and dramatic breath “let’s get them tied up. It’s time to finally get what we came here for.” ‘Jake’

It finally set it, he was here for jake. That’s been his whole plan weather he actually loved you or not. It was to get to Jake. And that made your heart break. Shatter. It made your heart shatter into a million pieces your gut filling with dread and self hate.

Somewhere along the way of the kids screaming at miles and the men holding them hostage and screams at you and for you to save them and help them filled your ears with a constant ringing, You had completely zoned out it everything around you fading into black as miles man handles you towards the ships railing cuffs in his hands the clanging of the metal restraints seeming to bring you back to a gasp leaving your throat as you did so everything burning back to life.

“NO- my LOV- MILES STOP! This is not right!! Revenge is a path that will only lead to self hate!” You’d cry out your words your voice cracking every so often as you fumbled with Miles strong and roughs hands tangled in your hair. His grip had your eyes burning, threatening to spill with tears of pain.

An angry grimace would paint Miles blue face, his blue and strong body visibly shaking with annoyance and anger as he threw you with an aggressive shove, strands of your hair catching on his fingers as you flew across the ships deck to Lyle ‘so much for Z-dog not touching me.’ whom had just finished strapping the 3 children. Your responsibility. To the ships railing. Miles actions had your heart breaking even more, each piece which was already shattered shattering into even more little bits making seem like it was never to be fixed and put back together. A heart broken cry would leave your lips as Lyle gripped your wrists and chained you to the ships deck.

“Did I not mean anything to you?” You croaked out your words, your head hanging low hair dropping over your face. You couldn’t meet miles eyes. You just couldn’t.

Unbeknownst to you Miles body would visibly stiffen his face now painted with shock and hurt. The three children’s ears perking at your words, heads turning as they listened to the conversation to the right of them as Lyle dismally walked away from the drama.

“(Y/-N) I-I crave yo-“

“Was everything a joke to you? Was I a joke?” You’d shoot your head up finally meeting mikes gaze your pulpils small the yellow of your eyes taking up most of the color in your eyes. “Was I just a mission to you? Some paper work? WAS I JUST SOME PAWN IN YOUR GAME TO GET TO JAKE SULLY AND MY LOVED ONES?” You’d pull on your restraints you’d body radiating anger and hatred

Miles would take a few stumbles steps back at your words, each syllable having seemed to throw an invisible jab in his direction. Miles ers had fallen all the way back his tail running string between his legs in shock and fear. His hand would reach out to you in an attempt to stop or seize your actions.

“P-Princess calm down.. I-I…”

You’d cut him off with a bark

“You changed me! I gave you everything I had, I showed you the way of our people and I taught you our language and I did that out of love, love for you! I don’t even know who I am anymore miles! I want my life back…” sobs would leave your throat as you continued your tantrum. “I mated with you, I mated with you before Ewya and you just- you just ended up using me for some mission. You used me for a mission, so why would you have even said you loved me? Can’t you see how fucked up that is?” Vigorously you’d strain of your restraints wanting to tackle miles and claw his eyes out.

A sniffle would fill the air as you stared into miles yellow, honey colored eyes tears spilling from yours.

“I trusted you.”

Miles mouth was agape as he stared back into your eyes his body now stuff like stone, rigid and stuck in one place.

“If you hate being called a monster then why act like one miles? You aren’t him. You aren’t a monster. So why act like one? Why act like one when you could change?!”

Again science would fill the air as you spat and barked your words at miles. Your ears high and alter while his fell backwards trying to avoid as much pain as he possibly could. Then suddenly his body would loosen his joints and muscles turning to liquid as he took in a deep breath through his nose his lips puckering as he did so. He’d close his eyes as his ears rose his fists white and tail whipping through the air. The change in body language had you sucking in your breath awaiting his next words or moves. Then he’d speak,

“Alright..” miles would pull a knife, your old knife from his utility belt flipping the blade right side up slowly stalking over to you his steps loud and purposeful.

Lo’ak and Tuk along with Tsireya would all scream at him as he stalked towards you with the knife pulling against their restraints like mad men the clangs and screams filing your ears.

Each step miles took had your ears falling back lower and lower your tail whipping in anticipation of what was to come once the blue alien finally reached you.

“You wanna come at me??..” miles would bark his voice seeming to rattle the earth as he spoke. “then come at me sweetheart!” Miles would bring the knife to the cuffs on your wrist catching the blade on the metal that held the two cuffs together only to break the chains with a loud clang(s) as each little piece hit the floor.

Miles would grab your arm and throw you to the middle of the ships deck. This caused Lo’ak to scream.

“Get your hands off of her!” Each syllable of his was filled by the sound of a pull on his restraints.

“Mawey, Lo’ak, Mawey. Mawey children.” Your voice was calm as you looked to the eyes of the Children infront of you.

Painstakingly you’d lift yourself from the floor a grimace plastering your face as you gripped your side pain shooting through the left side of your body. ‘mawey’ you’d take a deep breath as you got yourself in a stance ready to fight the love of your life for what seemed to be the hundredth time. Miles tail would whip as he faced you off your knife still in his hand as he stared you down. Despite his body language his eyes betrayed him. His eyes were sad, and filled with regret as he stared into yours. It made a ghost of a girl plaster your cheeks as you stared back at your lover emotions from earlier still lingering in your veins. And what seemed to be when miles was just about to pounce a beep and static would fill the air as Jake called in through you and Lo’ak’s neck pieces causing miles ears to perk.

“(Y/N), Lo’ak we’re 30 minutes out what’s your position over?” Jakes words would pierce through the silent air which surrounded all of you.

Your hands would reach for your neck piece you actions causing miles to finally pounce towards your form in a hurried and frantic manner, unsuccessfully you’d try to doge the man only to find yourself on the ships cold, hard floor once more pain shooting through your left side once more causing you to choke out in pain and grin your teeth. Miles would gasp at this almost jumping off of your form in panic and worry as his hand cupped your cheek. His eyes said a million words as he looked down at you. He wanted to say something, maybe to apologize, but he didn’t. His eyes did. He’d slowly reach for your neck piece removing ‘the pice of junk’ in your words with ease and strapping it around his own. Then, his gentle and warm fingers would search for your ear piece gently removing the device from your ears and placing it in his own.

Miles would stare into your eyes and take in a shuddered breath as he continued to sit on top of you making sure to keep most of his weight on his feet. Slowly his hand would reach for the neckpiece to contact Jake.

“Well hello there Jake, I think my voice gives you a pretty clear picture of their position. Be here in 30 and I’ll be waiting for ya. And don’t make me regret keeping them and the little one alive. Over.” Miles words were precise and direct as he spoke to Jake.

Then unexpectedly miles would jump from you only to grip your arm once again and pull your body from the floor in a much calmer manner than before. His eyes would meet yours once again as he pulled you towards the inside of the ship your body easily complying with his wants and needs. How could you not when those eyes, his eyes were so patronizing not to obey? The three children would scream for you, you yelling back that ‘I’ll be okay.‘ before you were engulfed into the darkness of the ship, the sun no longer shining.

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After what seemed like hours of Miles rushing and dragging you around the ship you’d finally stop in front of a door with a sign that read ‘office’. Wasting no time miles would quickly kick the door open and hastily throw the both of you inside.

The room was small, cramped even. It barley had enough height to fit miles you thanking Ewya for being ‘short’ for once in your life. Large and Rushed hands Would pick your weakened and beaten up Form from the floor your toes dangling in the air as your rear end was placed onto a desk. Confusion painted your face as you looked to Miles face. His head low as he rummaged through a few drawers to the right of you a ‘mm’ leaving his mouth once he seemed to find what he was looking for.

You’d shake your head as you looked up at mikes miles

“You’re so bipolar.” Your tone was sharper and more annoyed than intended.

The tone of your words had miles body recoiling away from your words his ears instantly falling backwards as a look of dread crossed his ‘beautiful’ blue face. He was expecting you to scold and yell at him again. Waiting for it in fact. You could tell, it felt so strange to see him act and be so vulnerable. A man everyone knew as a ‘monster’ a man that strived for ‘power’ and ‘dominance’ now shying away from your words as if they were a disease. It made a deep sigh leave your throat. As your ears fell back.

“I- I’m sorry…” you we’re about to apologize, apologize for your tone just now and earlier on the boat but miles shushed you by putting and hand over your mouth.

“No, no (Y/N) you have no right to be sorry. You were right, You’re right about everything. I-I just can’t change. I can’t let this go. This is something I have to finish. The people, those science geeks and Jarheads back at base and earth would never look at me the same if I failed again..” miles trembled whilst speaking the hand covering your mouth shaky and sweaty.

He was obviously going through the same emotions and internal war you had when you had fell in love with him. It made you smile under the big blue and rough hand covering your mouth your lips brushing up against his callouses the contact of lips to skin causing shivers to crawl up your spine. So instead of speaking, you decided in this moment actions would speak louder than words. A small hum would leave your lips as your delicate fingers trailed up miles forearm slowly making their way to the hand that covered your mouth, making sure you kept eye contact with miles whilst you did so. Gently you’d pull his hand from your mouth and flip it around so that the back of his hand was now facing you. Miles was watching you intently his eyes solely focusing on where your hands where trailing up his body. His is body having seemed to have gone from rigid to a mix of jello and stone. With that you’d finally, slowly plants soft and delicate kissed to each and every one of miles fingers trailing up and down each digit till satisfied, once feeling satisfied you’d plant a couple more soft and wet kisses to the back of miles hand never once taking your eyes off of miles and his reactions.

The sounds of Miles sucking in a breath would fill you with a sense of pride. Although you weren’t trying to tease him, no, you just wanted to show him how much you loved him. You wanted to ease his mind and calm him. Because either way, whatever he did or whatever path he chose you knew deep down, you’ll always love him. Some part of you somewhere will..

“I’ll always love you miles, no matter what.” ‘No matter what’

With that you’d shut your mouth and remove it from the back of miles hand wrapping your 4 digits with his 5. The feeling of his fingers interlocking with yours filled you with warmth. Gently you’d pull miles to you your free hand finding it’s way to his cheek as you pulled him in for a kiss. A passionate and loving kiss, mikes would reciprocate the action by squeezing your hand in his, his free hand finding your waist caressing your side gently making sure not to injure you any further. Soon your loving kiss would turn into a hot make out both of your hands flying at each other wanting to pull each other as close to one another as possible each of you only pulling away when one of the other needed a breath.

A chuckle would leave miles throat, a string of saliva connecting the two of you breaking as he pulled away. Miles would close his eyes and pur as he rested his forehead against yours. ‘He’s so warm’ was the only thought that filled your mind.

“Let’s get ya some air huh?” Miles would whisper as he pulled a mask from the side of his belt. His free hand pulling a strand of hair behind your ears.

Miles would lift the mask to your face, the action had your ears falling back with unease. You didn’t trust ‘sky people’ things and that had you turning your face away from his mask. Miles would pull the mask back and raise both of his hands in a surrending like manner.

“Hey, hey it’s all right princess. Look I’ll go first.” Miles would coo his words placing a soothing hand on top of your thigh “look..” miles kept eye contact.

Miles would pull the mask to his face making sure to keep eye contact with you the whole time. Once the mask was secure the sound of an inhale would fill the room followed by an exhale. Then miles would chuckle as he took the mask from his face.

“See? It’s all right.”

The hand on your thigh would rub big soothing circles causing goosebumps and warmth to crawl up your flesh. Your ears fell back at the sensation of his touch. Heat running straight to your core. ‘Ewya’ you wish you and mikes could’ve been anywhere else at that moment. Not on this ship, not about to get into a fight with your family and the water clan, anywhere but here. ‘Anywhere but here.’

“Okay.” You’d confirm holding your hand out for miles mask. But he’s only ‘tsk’

“No no princess, let me do it.” Miles would insist, grabbing your hand a placing to your side.

You’d just scoff and roll your eyes accepting your fate.

And miles would grin.

Miles would give you a comforting smile as he placed the mask onto your face continuing to rub soothing circles on your thigh. Once the mask was secure miles would give you a nod, Hesitantly you’d suck in a sharp and shaky breath closing your eyes like a child who was scared. Then you’d exhale. your eyes would shoot open and you’d gash. You’d gasp because you didn’t know just how much you needed that air. And miles would just laugh at your reaction.

“Refreshing ain’t it princess?” Miles would coo yet again only to place a kiss to your forehead.

Slowly you’d wrap your hand around miles neck and pull him too you, and again you wished you could’ve been ‘anywhere but here’ your ears would fall back at the thought as you stared into miles golden yellow eyes. But quickly you’d push the thought out of your mind and close the distance between you and miles yet again. When your lips met everything around you seemed to disappear, that was until the sound of jakes muffled and buzzed out voice filled your ears and miles quickly pulled away from you.

Then his eyes would dart back to yours his hand leaving your old neck piece. And the look he gave you had your gut sinking and mouth speaking before you could process.

“They’re here…”

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Authors note: I just gotta say gawsh damn this took forever for me to get out. So like sorry about that guys. 😅<3

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