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mrstsung · 2 years ago

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Kung lao sfw abcs

Ahhhhhh! Hat Bae time!!! It's kung lao loving hours.

(I mean i always love lao but ya know i have a shang simpin quota to meet. But outside the blog,it's always been lao lovin hours.)

Cw: none really,outside rant,maybe slight angst. Like lao is my ultimate fave character in mortal kombat period. (Plz don't be mad but lao comes before any other characters for me,even shang. Look i love shang but lao was my first,was here first,and still is best boi)

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A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?): well kung lao despite seeming confident. Is quite shy. Not to say he won't make a move if pressured by friends/liu kang. "Bro make a move already,we'll be old and grey by the time you make a move with them,heck I'll have great grandchildren by that time!" . But after the ice is broken. He is the sweetest bean. He'll open doors,fetch you anything you need. And honestly regardless if this relationship goes any further. Kung lao is willing to always help you. Him baby ok? Sassy baby. But baby none the less. (Honestly me n kung would be a constant battle of "no you're cuter" "i love you more" "no,you hang up first" much to everyone's annoyance. But they also in the same are happy for Lao. )

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?): omfg besties. Granted friendship can come easy for kung but in the same vein,hard for him. He needs lots of reassurance. Plz help him. It may hit off good depends on who you are and your stances with him. But honestly kung lao is the best friend you could ever have. He is funny,loyal,has a cool hat,like fr what's not to love. (Ok im bias he's my main dude and i dont tolerate slander against hat bae) but if you don't like his "bragging" understand its not out of ego. It's a defense mechanism against the injustice his ancestors have been delt,the constant comparisons to liu kang(which dont make sense because liu respects him as an equal and so does lao right back so none of this slander in canon makes any sense and is kinda annoying af and unnecessary. And it shows hella bias and passive aggressive hate to him) and others pressuring him for perfection to be like everyone else. Yet they also brag about shit,yet when he does it. Suddenly its a problem. Sorry this turned into a rant. My bad.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?): he's a cuddlebug. Any chance he gets with you. He hangs onto you like superglue. His fave way to cuddle is to spoon you from behind,his face in the crook of you neck. He just buries his face in you. He is afraid to let go. Because sometimes he feels if he does. He wouldn't see you again. Again it's his fears. He tries to hide them sometimes and be strong for you. But oof does he die inside when you leave him. But reassuring him,you aint going anywhere. (Srry i just love lao so much)

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?): tbh if he could retire. He would but never fully. Because of not just his self responsiblity but also his loyalty to his friends. But domestic life with lao is sweet. He's equal with chores. He cooks pretty good. His fave thing to cook is noodle soup. Despite being a monk,kung lao isn't a true vegetarian. However most of his diet is vegetarian. But on lunar new year. He treats himself to homemade beef noodle soup and char siu. Its one of the few times he lets himself indulge like that.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?): oh no baby why did you do that?! Who would break up with this bean?! What's wrong with you?!. But if you had to,he would rather it be upfront and formal. But just know this is gonna hurt him deeply. And he may not open up again to another person,at least for a long time. Like oof.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?): ok kung lao,once he has made up his mind. Once things get past awkwardness. And he feels it's safe. Mrs.kung is soon what you'll be addressed as.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?): him baby like i said. Kung lao is a very gentle lover. Not so say he cant be rough. Not to say he wont be sassy. But to his beloved,he wants you to feel safe and secure in the same as he does. Hand holding. Soft caresses. Gentle "i love yous" and reassuring forehead kisses.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?): he loves hugs. This is a good way to reassure him. Any chance he can get from you. And laos hugs are super warm and affectionate. You feel safe in his arms. His hugs feel like home.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?): you may say it first. But after that he says it shortly after. And never stops saying it.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?): he can get that way a bit. But honestly he trusts you. But not to say he wont be cheeky or passive aggressive to that person trying to get on his bad side. But in all honesty despite being a bit protective of you (he has good reason to be btw) he actually does respect your space. But he's gonna go to you about it 9 outta 10 times. But don't push him plz.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?): passionate,hungry,longing,sweet but also gentle. He kisses you as if they are the last kisses you'll ever share. Besides your lips. The neck,the forehead,the hand,and a gentle cheek peck is the common. But he absolutely is over the moon for a cute kiss on the cheek or forehead. But if you kiss him right on the lips? Im not responsible for how much he goes on and on about how sexy you are to his friends.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?): he loves kids. But he wants to be in a place to be able to support them properly. But kung lao is pretty cool with children. He's the fun dad.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?): warm tender hugs. A slightly raspy, "good morning darling". Morning tea brewing,a nice breakfast. Just peaceful.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?): serene. Here with you in his arms. His twilight respite. The crickets chirping. After a nice warm meal. Reclining and enjoying each others company before dozing off to sleep. Laying there in the soft moonlight of the window peaking through. His soft breath on your neck as you both slumber. To wake again to your handsome lao in the morning.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?): ok its a tad slow but honestly if he trusts you he will slowing talk to you about his insecurities. Like i said he needs reassurance. Once he has this from you. He trusts and protects you with his life.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?): don't push him. But he despite being boastful. He is hardly quick to anger. That is something you SHOULD BE THANKFUL FOR! He is very patient despite his shortcomings. And he knows how to bring the hurt. Don't push him.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?): he remembers the important things. But sometimes he needs reminders. But that isn't his fault tbh. (Kung lao adhd anyone?) But he tries. He certainly makes up for it in acts of service and gifts and being there for you. No matter how late.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?): he says when he first laid eyes on you (kung lao you flirt). But realistically,

Probably your first date. This is where he bared his soul to you. Probably something simple like a picnic under a blossom tree. Or somewhere serene that ment a lot to him.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?): very protective. But not so much so that he becomes overbearing. He knows you can manage yourself. But he still doesn't like to take chances either. He always is looking out for you. If you feel uncomfortable around someone. Talk to him,he'll speak with them to respect your boundaries. If you feel scared or anxious,hold his hand or arm. He'll wrap his around you and hold you close so you feel better. For himself,you just being there and telling him its ok is enough.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?): he tries to put as much effort as his brain will let him.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?): i honestly dunno. Probably beating himself up too much or taking on too much. Kung lao plz,take a break.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?): he takes good care of himself. But also he is humble in that area too? Honestly he isn't any more concerned than the next guy tbh. And i dont know where people get this from? I mean of course he wants to look good for you. So does everyone. So eh.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?): kinda yeah. He would be devastated if he lost you.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.): kung laos hat has a subspace magic that can store shit and well as be a filter to help him teleport. Tho he can teleport without his hat. That hat is a good pinpoint to an area. He did a hat trick once,put a bunny in there. Johnny never shuts up about it. Constantly is trying to get him to do it for him. But kung lao refuses. Because it was one time. And he doesn't like to keep live animals n creatures in his hat for long. Because he care for the fur babies. Oh he also is a happy flirty drunk. But funny enough bo-rai-cho taught him drunken style too. So he can also fake it too. But he doesn't like using it often. But he'll never say the reasons why.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?): someone cruel. Especially to animals or children. Overall he's open and tolerant of a lot of crap (probably more so then he needs to be,but eh he is a monk. Patience is a virtue) but some things are a hard no for him. Cruelty and violence outside of a tournament or when nessicary is unacceptable to him. He can try to talk you out of it. But he isn't above whooping ass either if needed.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?): kung lao can sleep almost anywhere. But he has to have his morning tea and evening tea. Other than that,he's good.

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Hope you loved this.

Again we stan one spinny boi. 🌪💖⛩🥺

#mortal kombat #self ship #self shipping #kung lao #kung lao mortal kombat #kung lao mk #💖⛩hat bae💖⛩#an absolute cutie is what kung lao is #lao bao 🥺💖#mk f/o #my many self ships #lao is still got my uwus

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tom-whore-dleston · 3 years ago

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Hehe I hope your lunch was delicious like this fic 😜😏 and no need to apologize for taking ur time in reading. I know everyone reads at their own pace so ur gucci or should I say Versace eh eh eh 😝

I tend to be that one person that is able to convert ppl to like certain kinks so I don’t blame you for considering the D word kink 😂

I love you bestie and take all the time you need to lie down and process Simu’s fine ass in Versace 😋😘

👆🏽Here’s me comforting you while ur lying down and dreaming of Simu lol

Versace on the Floor

Pairing: sugar daddy!Simu Liu x f!reader

Genre: smut

Warnings: PWP, daddy kink, semi public sex, dumbification, wall sex, creampie, oral sex (f receiving), spanking, gagging, slapping, pain kink, scratching, dirty talk, tit worship, (almost) mirror sex, overstimulation, fuck ton of teasing, Simu calls reader S word (again), Simu at the Oscars (that shit is a whole warning fr), Simu speaking French, reader almost getting caught in 4k, Benedict Cumberbatch being a true G

Summary: Simu takes you as his plus one to his first Oscars and there’s more to celebrate than him presenting an award.

Word Count: 2.6k

Beta Read: s/o thot squad x3000

Notes: I’ll save the chit chat til y’all read this 2.6k of straight up porn o.O Remember to reblog and comment if you enjoyed what you read 😊

photos: @/simuliu - IG | banners: @maysdigitalarts | dividers: @firefly-in-darkness

You stood in front of the mirror for what felt like eternity. To say that you looked like a million bucks was nothing more than an exaggeration. It was the truth. You wore a flashy gold dress designed by the Donatella Versace. It was definitely a lot to unpack. All you could do was stare at yourself in awe, and you couldn’t even begin to process how breathtaking Simu looked.

Your beau was dressed in an all red suit with a black bowtie and gold accents to tie his look together. Ms. Versace originally suggested that he go shirtless under the suit, but she took your flustered expression and silence as disapproval. Little did she know, you were secretly daydreaming about leaving hickies all down his torso while still sporting the suit. Of course, Simu could read you like a book and teased you the rest of the night for it. Shirtless or not, Simu looked delectable, which only fed into your dirty thoughts about him.

“You are so beautiful, my honey baby,” Simu hummed, slithering his arm around your waist. His other hand moved your hair away to expose your neck, pressing gentle kisses from your shoulder to the top of your neck. You melted under his touch, watching him in your reflection. His eyes met yours in the mirror, causing him to smirk against your skin.

“Oh, I see,” he chuckled and then kissed behind your earlobe, causing your knees to almost buckle. “Baby like watching Daddy make her feel good in the mirror, huh?”

“Simuuuu,” you whimpered, your pussy already pulsating as hard as your heartbeat. This only egged him on. His hands gripped your hips, pulling you flat against him so your ass could grind against his hardening cock.

“Do I turn you on that much, baby? Is it the outfit that’s making you horny?”

You moaned as you rubbed against his groin and continued to do so while he talked.

“Aww, I know, honey. I know you try to be so innocent, but deep down, you’re undressing me and imagining my big cock down your throat. I bet you want me to take you right now so everyone outside those doors can hear how dumb you get when I fuck the shit out of you. I know damn well you wanna watch me fuck you in the mirror like the little slut you are. Is that right, honey?”

Before you had the chance to open your mouth, came a knock against the door. You held your breath as a voice announced it was time to leave for the Oscars. Simu cleared his throat and yelled back a ‘yeah’. Simu and you locked eyes through your reflection, his dark eyes still gazing over you.

“We’ll continue this later. We have the Oscars to attend. Let’s go, honey.” With that, he slapped your ass before heading towards the door.

The night hadn’t even started and you were already wrapped around Simu’s finger. You could only anticipate more teasing from there.

During the whole car ride, Simu crooned over how gorgeous you looked and how both your outfits complimented one another. He called you his lucky charm and he couldn’t have been where he was without you. While you curled up next to him like a kitten, he would stroke your thigh and kiss the top of your head. You spread your legs in hopes he would touch you where he wanted you most. Simu tsked and shook his head.

“Dirty girl. Just can’t help herself when Daddy touches her.”

You pouted and gave him a pair of sullen eyes.

Simu smirked. “Don’t worry, you’ll get what you want in time. As much as I love getting you all riled up, I gotta focus right now. You know how important this is to Daddy, right?”

You nodded.

“It’ll only be a few hours so just wait until then. Can you do that for Daddy?”

You nodded again and he interlocked his hand with yours.

The show finally started and you sat amongst a number of other celebrities you admired. They welcomed you and Simu with open arms and gushed over how cute you both were together. Simu did all the talking while you just took in the fact that you just hugged so many famous people. You couldn’t wait to tweet about how Benedict Cumberbatch and his wife just called you relationship goals. It was only fair that you did since Simu already tweeted about Ben before his career took off.

Simu was currently onstage, alongside Tiffany Haddish to present an award. Somehow the conversation ended up in Simu speaking French and everyone in the auditorium staring in shock. Then, Tiffany started openly flirting with him, causing Simu to laugh timidly while biting his lip. Normally, you would’ve been upset if someone openly flirted with him in front of you, but after meeting her at the party before the show, you understood she was only milking out her role as a presenter.

The more shy Simu got while onstage, the more he bit his lip. Perhaps it was because you were left high and dry twice, but you found yourself aroused by him biting his lip. You subconsciously squeezed your thighs together and shifted in your seat. Luckily, the other stars were busy with the show to notice you . All accept Benedict fucking Cumberbatch.

“You alright?” He asked in concern. “You seem uneasy.”

You shot him a toothy grin to hide your discomfort.

“Yeah, I’m fine! Just really happy for him, you know.” Benedict smiled and nodded before turning his attention back to the stage. By the time Simu escorted the winners off stage, you had managed to control your arousal before he returned to your side.

Simu huffed a long exhale. “That was, uhhh-”

“Amazing! Oh my gosh!” You caressed his face and pecked his lips. “I’m so proud of you, baby!” Simu kissed you again, making sure everyone around him had their eyes on you both.

“Told you I couldn’t have done it without you.” He snaked his arm around you, glancing down at the cut in your dress that accentuated your breasts. Simu leaned into you, lips barely brushing the shell of your ear. You can smell the lingering sweetness of wine on his breath before he purred slowly, “voulez-vous coucher avec moi?”

Remembering the little exchange he had with his co-presenter, you quirked the corner of your mouth into a sly grin. “Oui,” you paused awkwardly, “uhhh…Daddy?” Simu snickered at your cute attempt at a French accent and pressed his lips to your cheek.

“Come with me. There’s something I wanna show you.” Before you knew it, Simu yanked you out of your seat and dragged you out of the room.

“Simu, what are you doing?” You yelped, catching up to him. Your heels did not help you as Simu took bigger strides towards his destination. People around you stared in confusion and you just smiled awkwardly at them. Simu stopped once he reached a hidden area of the theater. You raised an eyebrow at him, expecting an answer from him.

“I found this little spot while backstage.” He reeled you closer towards him until you were pressed against his firm body. “Now, you and I can finish what we started.” Simu tilted your chin up before stooping down and catching your lips with his. He cornered you into a wall, trapping you between his warmth and the cold surface. You wasted no time in shoving your tongues in each other’s mouths, making wet, lewd sounds in the process.

Simu unzipped your dress, allowing it to fall to the floor and reveal your naked figure. He immediately started kissing down your body, whispering your name against your soft skin. Once he reached the valley between your chest, he grasped one of your breasts while swirling his tongue around your taut bud. Your hand clasped over your mouth while the other held his head in place as Simu lathered your nipple with his spit. His name fell from your lips as he repeated the same process to your other boob and with more greed.

His lips traveled down your stomach, stopping right where you wanted him most. You attempted to rut your hips forward, but Simu pushed you back against the wall with his hand right above your pelvis.

“Daddyyyy,” you whispered as he peppered kisses along your inner thigh. The closer he got to your center, the more intoxicated he became by your scent. Your pussy was absolutely soaked and Simu could no longer wait to taste you. Simu peered into your lust filled eyes, making sure your focus was on him only. Without breaking eye contact, Simu dove in between your legs like a starved man.

“Oh, fuck yeah, Daddy!” you cried softly as he licked up and down your folds. “Yes, Daddy, eat my pussy like that! Yesss!” Without warning,Simu removed his mouth from you and spanked your clit, causing you to yelp. He spanked it again with more force.

“Quiet down, honey,” Simu warned before shoving his face back into your core. He suctioned your labia into his lips and shook his head from side to side. You threw your head back against the wall, rolling your eyes until your vision went fuzzy. As he ate your pussy, Simu yanked his pants down to stroke his erect cock. He pumped himself faster as he fucked you with his mouth, his brown eyes growing needy for your nectar.

You clenched your jaw and teethed on your bottom lip to prevent a scream from escaping your vocal cords. His growl against your pussy made you rut your hips against his face, pushing you closer to your finish. A sinful chuckle from Simu caused pulses of electricity to course through your body. He threw your legs over his shoulders as he knelt straight up. Then he lifted you in the air with the wall and his shoulders as your only support. No other sexual experience could possibly top Simu eating you out while carrying you over his shoulders. It was the hottest shit to ever happen to you. And Simu knew it by the smug look on his face.

“C’mon honey, I know you wanna cum for Daddy. Cum all over my mouth, baby girl, but you better fucking be quiet.” He stuck his tongue out for you to ride your wetness against while he jerked his cock until it turned a glowing shade of red. You fucked his tongue until pleasure exploded inside your body. You muffled incoherent sounds into your sweaty palm, smearing your lipstick all over your face. Simu held back from coming undone since he wanted to save that for when he was inside you. He licked up the sweet juices that smeared all over his mouth and chin, humming at the addicting taste of you. Realizing the mess that dripped onto his outfit, he removed his button up to reveal his washboard abs.

Simu didn’t give you much time to recover before he helped you to your feet. Your legs were jello as he slapped his dick against your sensitive hole. You gasped at the stimulation, leading Simu to undo his bowtie. Once it was off his neck, he gagged your mouth with the fabric.

“That should keep you quiet, yeah?” Simu spat, patting your cheek. You closed your eyes, relishing the feeling of his hard hand on your skin. He raised one eyebrow inquisitively.

“You like that, honey?” You nodded enthusiastically. Without warning, he lightly slapped your face. The way your pupils dilated, on top of your melodious whines, unleashed a familiar darkness in him. He hooked your legs around his waist, lining up his tip at your entrance.

“We can save that for the after party, baby. I need to have you right now.” Simu thrusted his hips forward, groaning as your warmth engulfed his shaft. You were lucky that his bowtie kept you gagged, otherwise you would have broken glass with your high pitched cries. He mercilessly pummeled into you, fervently growling into the crook of your neck. The way he stretched you, along with his feral sounds, caused you to claw at his back and biceps.

“God damnit, gonna scratch up my back again?” Simu grunted in a low, condescending tone. “You love when I fill you with all this cock that you just turn into a little slut for me, don’t you?” You wailed into the balled up fabric in your mouth as he pounded into you harder and deeper. Not even the gag could drown out the pornographic noises that erupted from your throat.

“Aww, my poor honey baby.” He mocked you with a fake sad face while pistoning his hips inside you. “Such a slut for Daddy that not even his bowtie can keep you quiet.” Simu licked up the side of your neck, chills creeping up your spine at the wet sensation. The more he fucked you, the more you coated his length with your slick. The squelching noises that came from in between you and Simu sounded like music to his ears. “Fuck, even this pussy is so wet and loud for me. I think you want us to get caught, huh? Imagine all of Hollywood finding out how much of a dirty slut Simu Liu’s sweet little girlfriend is. Is that what you want, baby?”

You nodded frantically, murmuring into the fabric.

“Too bad. No one is allowed to see you like this except for Daddy.”

As if a light switch was flipped, Simu lost control of his strokes. His moans were breathy and desperate as you were reaching your second, and most likely not final, orgasm of the night. It didn’t take long for him to announce he was about to cum and that he wanted you to cum with you. His hand flew to your clit and flicked it feverishly as he gave you a few more hard thrusts. Right as you were tipping off the edge, he removed your gag and enveloped your mouth with his. You soaked up each other’s moans as he shot his load inside you and you creamed around his girth.

After calming from your highs, Simu broke your kiss and slipped out of you, watching the mixture of sex seep from you like juices from the sweetest fruit. You leaned against the wall in bliss, not caring about the cum dripping from your hole.

“How’s that for baby’s first Oscar?” You commented breathlessly. Simu huffed out a jagged laugh, lazily pecking your forehead.

“Can’t say much since there’s still an hour left.” You both hurried to get your clothes back on until you noticed Simu abandoning his button up shirt.

“Hey, what about your-”

“Well, remember when Donatella wanted me to go shirtless? Whatever Donatella Versace says, must go!” Your boyfriend winked at you, causing you to gulp as he put the red suit jacket back on. He spun you around to zip up your dress and then traced your collarbone with the tip of his tongue. You shivered, already overstimulated from cumming twice.

“Don’t tell me you’re all fucked out now. We still have the after party later tonight.” He spanked your ass, a subtle reminder of his teasing from back in the hotel suite. Before you could react with a smart comment, Simu was already heading back to the auditorium. You followed him like a lost puppy, praying no one would be suspicious of your absence.

Turns out you really were Simu’s lucky charm since no one acknowledged you both disappearing for almost an hour. However, when Benedict Cumberbatch noticed Simu without his white shirt, he glanced over at both of you in a suggestive way. You shrugged your shoulders and Simu laughed nervously. He nodded knowingly and flashed an approving wink at you two before spinning back towards the stage.

This truly was an Oscars to remember. Even if the night was still young for you and Simu.

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