#wip: the core four gangs up on kon's objectification kink
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Kon’s objectification kink is a must for wip Wednesday
“That is also not my fault!” Bart protests, and then he blurs out again so hard Cassie feels his high-speed vibrations through both the coffee table and Kon, like they’re both just as perfectly inanimate as the other.
Oh, well. Fuck. That’s something, Cassie reflects, and drops her hips flush with Kon’s to clench her cunt down tight around him.
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Some more objectification kink please I beg
Honestly, Cassie thinks this is going pretty well, considering. She’s still feeling a little insecure about her scening skills, yeah, but–
“Well, you two have fun figuring that out,” Tim says dismissively, and then drops to his knees between Kon’s thighs and shoves his cock into him with absolutely no preamble whatsoever. Which–obviously he can do that, Bart just fucked Kon, so it’s not like he needs prepped or an adjustment period or anything, but Tim still manages to do it like the prep just doesn’t matter.
Cassie is definitely not as good at this as Bart and Tim are.
Tim bottoms out in one thrust and Kon’s cock absolutely jerks, spilling more precome than Cassie’s ever seen it spill before. Part of her’s honestly surprised he didn’t just come, but it is very, very unmistakable when Kon comes.
This time he doesn’t make a sound.
Fuck, Cassie thinks, feeling not unlike she just got sucker-punched in the gut.
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Can I request the Core Four and Kon’s objectification kink, please? Hope you’re having a good time with your writing today :)
Cassie pictures Kon getting interrupted in the middle of his chores in the barn or out in the field or between his morning and afternoon classes just for Bart to use their toy, and an absolute stab of heat goes through her gut. She imagines Kon pushed face-down in Kansas fields or shoved against an alley wall right after patrolling in Metropolis; imagines how Bart might use him for it.
Bart’s fast enough. He could fuck Kon so thoroughly and not even give him the time to get off himself and then just leave him to go back to whatever he’d been doing still all desperate and riled-up and wanting and–
Ngh, Cassie thinks, and rocks her hips down hard onto Kon’s cock. Bart lets his own slip out of Kon’s mouth, and a mess of come and spit oozes out after. Kon doesn’t even try to lift his head, even with it hanging far back enough on his neck that it has to be uncomfortable.
If it is, he’s sure as shit not acting like it.
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Expanded version of the "the Core Four gangs up on Kon's objectification kink" WIP, including a read-more because it's up to like 2k now, hah.
It's nice to all be alive and in the same reality and time period with the guys, which should really be easier to arrange than it actually is. Cassie had an easier time getting Cissie and Greta and Anita all together for a two-week road trip last summer than she has ever had getting Tim and Kon and Bart all alive and local and not replaced by a clone with fucked-up ethics for five fucking minutes.
Last time she'd thought she'd managed that, Match and Thad had shown up, plus Tim'd had to cancel last-minute for an Arkham breakout anyway.
It was so annoying that she hadn't even bothered telling Match and Thad that she'd known they were them until they'd both let her get to second base. Like, she wasn't actually gonna fuck them, obviously, they're supervillains and also she doesn't want to give either Kon or Bart any weird complexes or anything like that, but second base had seemed fair. Just for the inconvenience and all.
Also they'd both clearly needed more practice at making time anyway. Like–definitely. So really she'd figured she was doing them a favor.
They'd been hilariously shy about touching each other, for guys who'd been pretending to be Conner "No Regrets" Kent and Bart "No Restraint" Allen. Cassie had politely pretended not to find it adorable, because supervillains, and had just given some helpful tips disguised as voyeuristic requests.
And like, well, third base had been fine for them, she'd reasoned, since they were both supervillains.
They both blush way, way more easily than Kon and Bart do, she has learned.
Also if they're dating now, that's her bad and she probably owes the superhero community some very serious apologies for it? But like, she's not gonna be the one to bring it up. So as long as Cissie doesn't break the Sis Code about their last dish session, it'll be fine.
Though she does expect invited to that particular wedding, if it ever comes up.
Anyway. Off-topic.
Cassie spent three full days and a favor from both Oracle and Supergirl arranging this date night, so she has no intention of it going to waste or getting interrupted. She was not fool enough to plan an event or activity outside where criminals and idiots and idiot criminals and, worse, people they know abound; she'd just told the boys all when to be at her apartment and then very theatrically locked the door once she'd gotten them all inside.
Said lock is made of promethium and also full of godly magic, because fuck interruptions.
Aphrodite understands when a girl just really needs to get some with her sort-of boyfriends/ride-or-die teammates, thankfully.
Technically Young Justice is a situationship more than a superhero team these days, but they are just not gonna be explaining that to the Justice League. Like ever.
Maybe at their wedding.
Kon had suggested Netflix. Bart had suggested getting delivery. Tim had suggested a card game.
Cassie had taken her pants off, which had fortunately gotten them all on the same page.
So that’s how they’re here right now, with her straddling a half-naked Tim on the couch in just her shirt and panties and Kon and Bart on the other side of the coffee table and all tangled up together fully naked, because the bastards both have ridiculous amounts of super-speed and can therefore cheat their way out of their clothes and through the prep stage and foreplay without even letting her and Tim get a show, the brats.
And also because Kon can fly, so he doesn't really have to “weigh” all that much.
So that's how he's currently completely wrapped around Bart and being held up in his arms like he doesn't weigh a thing at all so Bart can fuck him standing. Cassie can fly too, obviously, but she doesn't like being held up like that without an anchor point or any contact with the ground or at least a wall–it makes her feel unbalanced, distracted, vulnerable.
Kon, apparently, really likes it.
Well, he was born able to fly, so maybe that's part of that. For her, the ability was a later development. For Kon, it's as natural and normal as walking or running.
Probably more so, actually.
And the visual of Kon's whole big broad body being held up in Bart's lithe, narrow arms like that, of him deliberately making the effort to keep himself there, to keep himself on Bart's cock–well, she likes that.
"Holy Hera," she mutters, and even the direct stimulation of Tim's dick rubbing up just-right against her cunt through their underwear and his hands on her hips pales a little in comparison to the show.
Look, she's just the visual type, okay?
"Don't take this the wrong way, but this feels kinda like I'm just using a toy, not holding a whole person," Bart says distractedly, his voice and hips both practically a blur. Cassie and Tim both bristle reflexively against each other, because that has got to be just about the stupidest possible thing he could've said to–
And Kon–bites his lip, a little, and shudders.
"A–toy?" he repeats unevenly.
"Oh," Bart says, freezing in place and then blinking lightning-fast a few dozen times, or maybe just once or twice. It's hard to tell, with Bart. "I mean, not like–well, yeah? I don't mean I think you're–"
"It's okay if you do," Kon blurts, his face flushing. Cassie kind of forgets she was about to get on Tim's dick and nearly falls off him. Tim nearly falls off the couch, so at least she's not alone there.
Bart's a lot faster on the uptake than any of the rest of them, though, so he just blinks one more time and then tilts his head. And then, casually–
"You would make a pretty good toy," he says. "We could pass you around a lot easier. And maybe you'd stop running off and getting lost on us all the time, too."
"Ngh," Kon says, ducking his head as his face gets even redder.
"I don't really have a toybox, though," Bart muses absentmindedly, watching Kon's face intently. "Might just have to leave you in my bed when we weren't using you. But then you'd be easy-access for playtime anyway, so–"
"Bart," Kon chokes, and Cassie sees the very obvious way his whole body clenches up.
"That setting's too tight. Go back to the last one," Bart says in that same casual, matter-of-fact tone from before, and Kon makes a strangled noise and visibly forces himself to relax again, just barely trembling.
"Well, this is a development," Cassie manages, which is more than Tim's apparently got; he's just staring.
"Kon–" he starts just a little warily, and Kon just shakes his head mutely.
"The off button's 'friction', if you run out of battery," Bart says, stroking up the small of Kon's back. "Got it?"
Kon nods, snapping his eyes shut, and still doesn't say a word.
"Good toy," Bart says, and Kon shudders. Bart stares at him for one last very, very intent microsecond that probably lasts about forty minutes in subjective time, then turns his head to look over at Cassie and Tim instead. And then he goes back to fucking Kon, but this time he isn't moving his own hips at all–just moving Kon by his grip on his, like he really is just holding a toy and using it how he pleases.
Kon lets him.
Cassie is going to spontaneously combust, she's pretty sure, and Tim looks like he might just keel over and die.
"Its hole feels pretty good," Bart tells them instead of Kon, his tone a little breathless but mostly just conversational. Kon digs his teeth into his lip with a strangled noise and his dick twitches sharply; outright spits precome. So apparently Cassie is going to spontaneously combust and Tim is going to keel over and die and Kon is probably going to do both, fucking hell, Bart is trying to kill them all, the little bastard.
"Does it?" Cassie manages only a bit faintly, because if they're doing this they're at least gonna do it right. Generally speaking Kon's the one with the most submissive tendencies, though they've all tried it at least a couple times. Cassie just doesn't really like the way subbing makes her feel and Bart gets restless and Tim gets neurotic, though every now and then one or the other of them is in the mood for a bit of it.
Kon will do it whenever one of them asks, though, and Cassie's pretty sure he'd do it even more often if he felt comfortable asking for it himself. Like–they talk about sex a lot, and Kon has to talk around the things he likes or wants a lot. Even more than Tim does, really. Tim can treat it like a mission report and Bart just has no shame and Cassie–well, it still takes some effort, but she's getting better at it, at least.
Kon just doesn't seem to be able to say the words at all, though, which considering his usual tendency to charge face-first at every single obstacle is . . . notable, maybe.
Cassie's never been sure if it's that he just doesn't feel safe asking for things he thinks he wants "too much", or if it's that he feels comfortable enough with them to not have to demand space and attention, and can just wait for it to come to him.
Kon's only ever full-stop safeworded when he was Domming, though. Never as a sub. He's used "yellow" a few times when he was getting overwhelmed or needed a little reassurance, yeah, but never once called a full stop to a scene.
That's not a thing any of them has ever pointed out, but Cassie's pretty sure they've all noticed it.
Maybe not Kon himself, but . . .
"Yeah," Bart says. "It can take a lot, too. I mean, duh, it's a toy, but still. Sturdy thing, y'know?"
"How much is 'a lot'?" Tim says, sounding not unlike he's been punched in the diaphragm. Cassie was definitely doing something with him a minute or three ago, but fuck if she remembers what it was. They've both got their pants off, that's her only clue here.
"Like, a lot," Bart says. "See?"
Then he tightens his grip on Kon's hips and they blur, electric and barely visible and crackling with the Speed Force's lightning. Faster than he can fuck Tim or even her–much faster than he can fuck Tim or her. Kryptonians are built for super-speed too, after all.
But not quite as much of it as a dedicated speedster is.
Cassie can't imagine how overwhelming that actually feels, come to think of it.
Kon just stutters out the quietest sound she thinks she's ever heard him make. It sounds like a sob, almost.
He doesn't say "friction", though. Doesn't even say "yellow".
He doesn't do anything at all, except keep himself in Bart's arms and keep letting Bart use him.
Cassie is never, ever going to remember what she and Tim were doing.
"That's a lot, yeah," she manages. Bart's the best at doing scenes, really, but he's played a lot of games and thinks very fast and has very little sense of self-consciousness, so no surprise there. But Tim is a Bat-trained–and Pennyworth-trained–natural liar, so he's no slouch either. Cassie usually feels a little awkward getting into a scene herself, especially compared to those two's respective experience and Kon's own eternal teen-idol levels of putting on a show and commitment to literally any bit, but right now, she could not care less about "awkward". She just wants to see Kon get taken apart.
She wants to help take Kon apart.
#core four#young just us#young justice#cassie sandsmark#tim drake#bart allen#kon el#conner kent#wonder girl#dc robin#dc impulse#superboy#not sfw#rinfic#wip: the core four gangs up on kon's objectification kink
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core four for wip wednesday, please!
“Who’s not sharing now?” Tim asks, sounding a little amused.
“Tell me that after you’re done fucking its ass,” Cassie snorts, glancing back over her shoulder at him as she rides Kon a little harder, keeping the rocking of her hips slow and shallow. He doesn’t make a sound, but she’s pretty sure that’s just because he can’t get any air to be making it with. She doesn’t even know how he’s just taking everything they do to him without moving or even really tensing or reacting all that much. If it were her, she’d have lost her damn mind about thirty seconds in, pinned one of them to the floor, and fucked them fucking blind.
“Why aren’t you done fucking its ass?” Bart asks impatiently. “I want another turn with it. And you’ve already been at it longer than either of us!”
“Just use its mouth again, then,” Tim says, still thrusting into Kon with a very obvious lack of intent or urgency. “Let me take my time. I want to play with it for a while.”
“You suck,” Bart grumbles, twisting his fingers in Kon’s hair before drumming his fingers against his scalp, looking still more impatient. “If you waste all its batteries on one fuck, I’m not sharing next time. I’m just gonna fuck it wherever I want and not even invite you.”
A shudder goes down Kon’s spine, and Cassie wonders if Bart meant to make that sound like he’d just go find Kon wherever he was and use him right there on a whim.
Probably, since it’s Bart.
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happy wip wednesday!!! i am so excited for this round 😈 you said it was okay to do multiples so i'd like to request core four and kon's objectification kink first
"‘Sturdy’, huh," Cassie says, biting her lip. “You’re sure you’re not gonna break it?”
“Yeah,” Bart says, just breathless enough that his voice is vibrating. “I wouldn’t even if I could. I like it too much for that.”
Kon bites his own lip on a rough, aborted shudder. Cassie keeps pretending not to be paying attention to him, which is incredibly difficult to do right now. Like, in general that’s a difficult thing to do–Kon is a very attention-grabbing person–but right now it is fucking difficult.
For obvious reasons, she figures.
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ooo this is a fun wip wednesday! I'd say Core Four and Kon's objectification kink is Closer by Nine Inch Nails
Kon’s not actually breathing, Cassie realizes, which would be concerning coming from anyone who couldn’t survive the vacuum of space without oxygen. Coming from Kon, with him still not having tapped out, well . . .
Toys don’t breathe either, now do they.
“Show me its face,” she says just a little bit more roughly than she means to, and Bart sighs but drags Kon’s head up by the hair. Kon doesn’t resist it; doesn’t move with it either. He just lets Bart put him where he wants him while Cassie and Tim both use him.
“What for?” Bart asks like Kon isn’t the most gorgeous mess he’s ever been, all messed-up and well-fucked with his face all flushed and filthy and his eyes glazed. He looks like they’ve been at him all night.
Fuck, Cassie thinks past the heady rush of heat in her gut.
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“Mm,” Tim says, narrowing his eyes consideringly. “Do you mean ‘together’ as in you and me, or ‘together’ as in all three of us?”
“Well I’m not gonna wait for you two,” Bart snorts, tapping his foot impatiently. “You both take forever to get off.”
“You just used it, Bart,” Cassie says, putting on an exasperated tone and rolling her eyes. “And you know you and Tim can’t fuck the same hole at the same time without Tim getting friction burns.”
“I’m already sharing with you!” Bart protests indignantly. “I don’t have to share with you, I could just put it away and you two could take care of yourselves!”
Cassie idly wonders what Kon’s thoughts on not getting to come at all during a scene are, and makes a mental note to ask him about that later. She already knows he likes it when they pretend to fight over him while he’s subbing, so . . .
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Core four and Kon's objectification kink for wip wednesday pls!
Cassie likes a mess, herself, which is one of the reasons she occasionally prefers getting Kon in her cunt just a little bit over getting Bart or Tim in it. They're all fluid-bonded at this point, but Kon’s a hybrid–meaning, he's shooting blanks, which Bart and Tim are definitely not. So she doesn't need to worry about letting Kon come inside her as many times as they both want; he can't knock her up no matter what. Which is convenient, since most Amazons don't really need birth control and therefore it's a bitch to get it in Amazonian-level tried-and-tested forms, so therefore if Cassie happens to want a fucking money shot or three in her cunt, Kon is the safest option for it.
Also he comes like a goddamn fountain, so when she really wants to get messy . . . well, that doesn't hurt either.
And with a toy, well . . . Bart already said he was going to clean up the mess, so she might as well indulge herself in making that mess for him.
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It's so fuckin funny to me that like literally all of us are in your inbox begging you for more porn lmao
on that note, please please please more of kons objectification kink!! (i love it sm its So Hot)
“Toys do break, if you’re not careful,” she reminds Bart pointedly. He makes a face at her as he thrusts in one last time and buries his full length in Kon’s mouth to hold there. Good thing Kon doesn’t really need to breathe these days, Cassie reflects privately.
“I’m not gonna break it, oh my god,” Bart says. “It’s my favorite toy, why would I break it?”
“Because you’re not being careful with it, that’s why,” Cassie says. Kon’s cock is twitching and straining and harder than steel in her hand, and if they weren’t doing this specific scene right now, she’d probably want to edge him for a while. But toys don’t get teased, so there’s no reason to do anything like that.
Toys also don’t come, though, so if they do this again she’s really gonna have to follow up on Kon’s thoughts on just not getting off during a scene. It’s . . . a thought she’s having, that’s all. Like–something she might wanna try, maybe.
He really does cry so pretty.
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PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE I NEED MORE OBJECTIFICATION KINK PLS I NEED THEM ALL TO USE THEIR TOY PLEASE
“Hm,” Cassie says, toying with Kon’s cock for another moment or two. Her cunt is absolutely fucking soaking right now, and his cock’s still dripping all wet and sloppy and so, so pretty. Just as pretty as his tears when he cries, in fact. She wants to sit on it and ride it ‘til those “batteries” of his run out, and then get him all riled up all over again and ride it even harder.
“Grife,” Bart grunts, burying his own cock deep, and Kon nearly chokes on it. Come dribbles out of the corner of his mouth. Bart doesn’t stop fucking it, or even slow down. If anything, actually, he fucks his mouth faster.
“Come on, Bart, if you wear it out now, how are we supposed to keep playing with it?” Tim asks.
“What the sprock are you talking about? Toys don’t wear out,” Bart snorts, panting for breath, and then blurs completely. He definitely comes again. Kon doesn’t choke this time, but he doesn’t manage to swallow . . . well, actually, toys don’t swallow, do they, Cassie thinks as she realizes he hasn’t swallowed. Any come Bart didn’t spill straight down his throat, he just left to drip and overflow right out of his mouth.
Fuck, why is that so hot, she wonders feelingly, tightening her grip on his dick just a little bit.
He makes a stuttered, slurred noise deep in his throat, but still doesn’t swallow.
Cassie is going to actually die by the time they’re done with him, yes, but what a fucking way to go.
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the Core Four gangs up on Kon’s objectification kink!
Mind, if someone told Tim they wanted him to have superpowers, he’d have sixteen different plans in motion and four back-ups on deck by morning, but that’s not really the point or anything.
The point is, Cassie knows his hands don’t feel any rougher to Kon than they do to her. So they might feel careless or disinterested if he uses them right, but their grip will still always feel like Tim’s putting more effort into holding on than Kon is into being someone to hold.
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“Just one level, then,” Bart says, and taps the side of Kon’s neck like he’s pressing a button. Cassie feels the barest tremble go through Kon’s body through her thighs and Tim groans against her shoulder and snaps his hips in deep.
“Oh, that one’s good,” Tim pants. “One more.”
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On my knees for more of Kon’s objectification kink for wip Wednesday
"Still tight, yeah," Bart observes, spreading his fingers a bit to stretch Kon open a little wider again. Kon's eyes roll back in his head and his breath stutters, but he doesn't make a sound past that. "Its hole feels pretty good, Tim, wanna try it? Like, I already came in it, obviously, but I could clean it out for you."
"Ngk," Tim says.
"You could use it too, Cassie," Bart says, giving Kon's dick a distracted tug with his free hand. "It's got a nice cock."
"Ngk," Cassie says. Kon's head lolls back a little farther on his neck, his eyes gone just barely unfocused and breath coming a little quicker. He doesn't move otherwise, even as Bart keeps idly touching him like he's just inspecting something that wouldn't have an opinion about what he was doing to it.
"Like, if you want, I mean," Bart says. "I'll just clean it up and put it away if you don't."
Kon still hasn't even come yet.
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I love your writing so much. Can I ask for some more of the core four exploring Ko ‘s objectification kink?
Kon really is big, but she’s soaking wet and he’s spilled enough precome that she can take him even easier than usual. He doesn’t push up into her at all; doesn’t even shudder.
She really could just be riding a toy right now; a mounted dildo or a sex doll or whatever. Kon’s doing literally nothing for her, and she can’t even imagine how fucking hard that is to manage with how hard he is.
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Hello! could you do something for the the Core Four gangs up on Kon’s objectification kink for WIP wednesday?
“Hm, it got tighter,” Tim observes before snapping his hips in harder. Kon’s body trembles against the table.
“Really? This end didn't,” Bart says, and then his hips blur into Kon’s mouth again, so Cassie guesses his refractory period’s recovered from however many times he's already come down Kon's throat. Or maybe it already had and he's just done using him as a cockwarmer.
He and Tim aren't really working in tandem–are very obviously making a point of not working in tandem, in fact, and just using Kon to get themselves off more than going to any effort to get him off–but are even more obviously intending to make a mess here.
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