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Let Me Come Home To You | Bi-Han x m!reader

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↳ ❝ Heyyy this is me from earlier but I would like to request a Mk1 Bi-Han x male reader or gn. Bi-Han is tired from being grandmaster, comes home to his partner waiting on him to arrive. As Bi-Han see’s his partner he can’t help but feel touchy and needy, wantingto feel you. I hope this does give more insight. Thank you for requesting if you do ❤️ ❞ - @iridescentjt

: ̗̀➛ Bi-Han isn't often vulnerable and soft with anybody, but when it comes to his boyfriend, there are certain times when he will allow himself to be a little bit more open and a little less cold.

: ̗̀➛ swearing, family drama

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Bi-Han came home to the familiar sound of industrial techno blaring from the small speaker at the back of the kitchen, loud enough to drown out his heavy footsteps and loud enough to cover anything he might have grumbled beneath his breath.

He was thankful for it, really, as the noise gave him a good and more than wanted break from the usual sounds of training and his men complaining that they were tired afterwards.

He was tired himself, if was honest, exhausted even and he wasn’t really in the mood to think about anything anymore; he spent too much time on that shit, and he hated the mere whisper of doing anything other than laying himself on your sofa and closing his eyes so he could let every thought be drowned out by the thumping, harsh music.

He kicked off his boots and left them by the door as he usually did, then made his way to the kitchen; the second he saw you, the tension dropped from his shoulders, and he even dared to crack a small smile as he hummed and waited for you to turn around.

Immediately, the music’s volume went low as you smiled and walked over, putting your hands on his shoulders and shaking your head. “You’re finally home.”

Bi-Han nodded, unable to resist the urge to put his weight on you and to grumble quietly. The tension dropped his back and his jaw, and he all but buckled against you. “At last…”

“You sound like you just wanna fuck off to bed,” you admitted, putting your arm around him to keep him propped up. “Don’t tell me you were making the new recruits push themselves again - you know what does for your back, and you know how bad it is for-”

You were silenced when he pressed his lips to yours. “I know. Don’t worry. You’re worrying too much, you almost sound like…”

“Like?”

“Forget it,” he huffed, shaking his head quickly as he pulled away and moved towards the stool at the breakfast bar. He smiled weakly. “How are the animals?”

You shrugged as you stood next to him, leaning on his back. You had no idea how much he fucking loved it when you did that. “They’re fine - Kuai Liang tried to call again… I told him you were busy…”

He didn’t say anything, but you already knew what he was thinking; you hated that he wouldn’t just make amends with Kuai Liang. They used to be so close, the best of friends, and now they wouldn’t even hear of one another even though you and Tomas tried to get them to talk things through; but neither of them would even entertain the idea.

From where you stood, it was just more unnecessary stress on Bi-Han’s shoulders - on top of being grandmaster, dealing with family drama was not exactly the best thing in the world for him to be worrying about as well.

But, Bi-Han was fucking stubborn, and he wasn’t about to just give in; besides, that rare softness he was currently offering, that mystical, almost fantastical, moment of him being vulnerable… you could look past a lot of things for that. 

So, you simply sighed, and gently grabbed his hand; he didn’t waste time in linking his fingers with yours and allowing you to lead him all the way to the living room. He even dared to smile a little when you pushed him down onto the sofa, almost laughing until you got on top of him and pressed your face against the side of his neck.

Calm immediately washed over him, and he closed his eyes as he grumbled under his breath; it was his best attempt at drowning in your touch and being able to completely get rid of everything and anything else that was lingering. His focus just honing in on you. 

Maybe was a bit needy, not that he would ever admit to it, but it was certainly rare to see him that way. To see him so desperate for every little touch, no matter how heavy or light it was and no matter if it lasted just a split second or an hour.

It was so, so fucking rare to see him like that. To see Bi-Han drop the cold and icy exterior and to actually allow you into his world and into himself; allowing you to be his boyfriend, not just his right hand man and most trusted advisor. 

He felt you shuffle around, and slowly opened one eye so that he could watch you were doing; he soon closed it again when he realised you were just grabbing a pillow from nearby. It was soon gently smacked against his face.

“What was that for?”

You pushed his shoulders slightly, silently telling him to move. “Your back.”

He rolled his eyes, but allowed you to do it anyway; not many people could ever make Bi-Han so… malleable, so cooperative and open to being told what to do. But you… he loved you and trusted you enough that he would allow it - he might not have liked it, and he did complain at times and quite often, but he would still allow it because it was you.

He would only allow it because it was you. 

Although, he was missing the contact that he had with you, and even though it was just a few seconds until you were pressed up against him again, he couldn’t stop himself; his cold hands moved up the back of your jumper, landing on your back with splayed fingers as he relished in being able to just feel you.

Fuck, he did always love coming home to you.

He doubted that he would ever truly get tired of it, he adored it and he loved it. 

Coming home to you was the best thing he ever did, and he looked forward to it every single day - but on days like today, there was nothing more in the world that he needed. 

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Absolutely cackling at Travis using his Official Character Voice to seriously deliver the “Do you know what happens when X gets struck by lightening?” line.

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[msmk11]

Rumor Has It

James Potter x fem!reader (costar au)

WC: 551

CW: Fluff; allusions to sex

Summary: Rumors have been spreading that you and your costar James Potter are dating.

Day 24 of mk’s mad dash

“So you guys had really great chemistry on screen. Did it come to you two naturally, or did you have to put in some time to get to know each other better?”

The blonde journalist across from you waited expectantly, pen at the ready in her hand. This was only about the billionth time you two had been asked this question, and you tried desperately not to roll your eyes. It wasn’t entirely the interviewers fault- you were doing press for a rom com- you just wished you could be asked more about your acting and work, not the romance.

“I guess a little bit of both,” James answered calmly.

And thank god for it.

“I certainly felt an initial chemistry with her when I auditioned, and it seemed like the directors felt it too. But of course, getting to know each other outside of filming was critical to establishing what you all ended up seeing.”

“If I can ask, what sort of stuff did you two do to bond?”

You jumped in on this question so you didn’t appear apathetic, “lots of stuff, really. We did a lot of fun activities like mini golf or going for coffee to connect. But we also really got to know one another. I think trust is so foundational for a role like this, and I think James and I really built that. We’ve met each other’s families and friends, been to each other’s hometowns, etc.”

“Sort of felt like we were really dating,” your costar joked, “though without all the benefits.”

You smirked and rolled your eyes, playfully swatting him in front of the camera.

The blonde interviewer giggled (maybe a little too hard for your liking.)

“You know, it’s funny you say that, because rumor has it, you two are dating.”

You and James looked at each other in fake surprise even though you’d both heard the rumors countless times. The goofy look on his face- his mouth wide open and hazel eyes glimmering with mirth- almost made you crack. But you were an actor, so you stayed strong.

“I fear that’s the rom-com curse,” you sighed.

“Or just a nod to your phenomenal acting,” your costar suggested, sending you a wink.

You could already imagine the countless edits that fans would make of this single moment- it playing over and over for everyone to analyze- backed by romantic music and heavy colorful filters.

You supposed.

It wasn’t like you’d watched edits of you two (or James) before.

“So it’s just a rumor then?” the interviewer clarified.

A series of images flashed across your mind.

You two’s chemistry read.

The first scene you guys ever filmed together.

Intimate late night shoots.

James’ hot hands on your skin for the first time.

Quickies in your respective trailers.

Your first date at his place where he cooked you dinner.

Your fourth date, where you asked him to be your boyfriend in the corner of a book shop.

The first sleepover.

Meeting his parents.

Him meeting yours.

Giving each other a spare key.

One hour ago in the dressing rooms.

You made sure to subtly shift your collar to hide the fairly large hickey James had left on your collarbone only about an hour ago.

“Yes,” you and James agreed simultaneously.

“It’s just a rumor.”

[gtgbabie0]

-Bi Han x Wife!Reader

Synopsis: {Bi-Han did not have many weaknesses— but you?… you could make him completely fall apart}

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It was a rare moment to see your husband so at peace, his brows unfurled and his shoulders relaxed, the sight was welcoming— you daren’t even speak not wanting to break the silence that had blanketed itself around the steamy atmosphere.

The hot springs were always a nice way to end a stressful week, the warmth of the water chased away that chill that nipped the air not to mention how good he looked— his hair pulled back into a bun with a few stubborn strands that fell to frame his face, the way the water glistened across his chest and his toned arms that were resting upon the smooth rocks… you were lucky indeed.

Although such silence spoke more to Bi-Han than words did, he could sense your tender gaze upon him and knew exactly what was going through your mind— perhaps that’s why the corners of his lips twitch up into a small smile, he knew you far too well.

“Will you join me anytime soon or will you just keep staring?” He asks, his voice deep and almost commanding beneath the softness that seems to overtake him in your presence. He opens his eyes to look up at you standing there with a silk robe wrapped around your body tightly.

A small scoff falls from your lips as you roll your eyes, averting your gaze in an attempt to be respectful— and to save yourself from further embarrassment.

“I am not staring… just admiring, there’s a difference.” You mutter the response softly, fiddling with your fingers.

“Well your admiring is almost too polite, come here.” His tone carries a certain twinge of playfulness, something you don’t hear a lot from him save for in private— where he can let that mask of his slip and open his heart to you.

With that you let your robe drop, the silk rippling against the curves of your body to pool at your feet leaving you bare for him and he shamelessly drinks in the sight, his gaze dragging along the slope of your shoulders down towards your chest and over your hips and thighs— he was absolutely enraptured by you, every single inch.

Bi-Han’s gaze follows you closely as you step down the stone stairs and into the hot waters, wading closer to him. It was almost a shame to call you mortal because it was clear to him that the gods were your creators, sculpted beneath their fingertips.

Especially right now, with the pale light of the moon kissing your skin and casting an otherworldly glow around your body— you are the girl that all the poets write about.

“You’ve been neglecting me as of late.” You state so matter of factly, sticking your chin out in a playful confidence. The statement breaks him out of the trance you seem to have trapped him in.

At your words he sighs, yes he’d been neglecting you, but it wasn’t on purpose. In fact, he’d gone to bed many nights swamped by guilt for how little time he has had for you recently, but on the other hand, this distance was for you— to build a life where you would be protected.

“I’ve had much to do in preparation, forgive me.” He says, voice gruff yet gentle… always so gentle with you.

You hum in understanding, padding your way closer to him through the steamy water and as soon as you’re close enough his hands immediately find purchase on your bare hips, tugging you near his body, he couldn't help himself, he ought to have more self-control he thinks to himself yet you seem to call to him like a siren does to a sailor.

“Well… am I to remain with this burning between my legs?— or will my husband make up for his negligence?” You respond playfully, brushing your fingers through the water and watching it ripple in small waves, looking up at him through your eyelashes.

The bluntness of your words catches him slightly off guard, making him chuckle through his nose as he drags the roughness of his fingertips along your waist and up your spine then back down again.

“Come here then, I’ll see what I can do about this burning of yours, hmm?” And with that he’s cupping the back of your thigh, pulling you to straddle his lap as the water sloshes up against your bodies and the rocks.

Your hands instinctively reach out to rest against his broad shoulders, stabilising yourself as he cups your chin to tilt your head in his direction— his thumb brushes along your bottom lip with an almost reverent look in his dark eyes.

Being so intimately pressed up against one another sends your mind into a hopeless flurry of emotions and thoughts and Bi-Han reveals in the way squirm against him, the small noises that you make and how your pupils dilate.

“Yes, please—” you breathe almost pleading, meeting him halfway in a slow kiss that borders on desperation. His lips slotting perfectly against your own and he swears you were made for him, every curve and dip of your body.

Your fingers pull on the tie that keeps his hair up, dropping it into the water before running your hands through his dark tresses as he deepens the kiss— his tongue pushing past your parted lips to brush against your own, trying to tug you impossibly closer.

He can’t help but smirk at the feeling of your hips grinding against him in search of that friction you so heedlessly need. “Mm, I’ve got you, my love.” He whispers in between lazy kisses that taper off into small pecks, his lips trailing along your jaw— a hot mixture of teeth and tongue pave the way down your neck and over your collarbones, focusing on the spots that make you whimper and arch into his toned body.

Your whole body flushes with a tingling sensation as he dips his hand between your legs, his fingers dragging along the coarse hairs on your mound before pushing between your slick folds— a sharp gasp escapes your lips and your hand grasps a little tighter in his hair which causes him to groan in return, a sound that makes a familiar heat pool in your abdomen.

It was all so dizzying and the heat from the hot springs certainly didn’t help either, but you couldn’t say you minded not when his calloused fingertips rub slow circles over your clit-- the sudden feeling makes your hips buck against his hand, the warm water lapping up at your back and against the smooth rocks.

“Mhm— more, I need you.” You’re already in a daze of pleasure and lust, it didn’t take that much for him to render you into a blabbering mess and he basked in it every single time.

His hand tightens around your jaw ever so slightly, his thumb pressing into the corner of your mouth and he stares up at you in pure wonderment, enjoying every small little twitch in your face as he continues to circle at your clit.

“Shh my sweet, patience you know I’ll give you everything you want… always,” he seals the promise with a kiss, smiling against your lips as you moan so carelessly into his mouth at the feeling of his middle finger dipping into your wet hole, followed by his ring finger.

The slickness of your walls clenching around his digits only serves to turn him on, his cock hardening in between your thighs as he pumps his fingers in and out of your greedy cunt— curling them deeply in a way that makes you arch and whimper, grinding yourself against the heel of his palm.

His fingers stretch you open slowly, the water splashing up against your body, water droplets trickling down your jaw and rolling along your shoulders.

“I need you… inside me, please.” The words fall from your lips so carelessly, heady in a sense— completely drunk on the pleasure he was giving to you.

He gives in to your wants, as always, he could never find it in himself to make you wait especially when you make such pretty noises— and partly because of how hard he is.

The loss of his thick fingers is soon replaced by his cock, his hands now grasping at the fat on your hips as he slowly guides you down onto him whilst you pant and moan into the crook of his neck— whining about how big he is which only elicits a deep chuckle from him. The sound rumbling through his chest, you could feel it against your own.

“Shh, you can take it… take me so well,” Bi-Han groans, tipping his head backwards slightly as you take all of him deep inside you, practically sucking him in and he breathes some comment about how ‘tight’ you are and how much he 'missed you'.

It’s all such a haze in your mind, your eyes bleary with lust as he helps you move against him— your knees pressing either side of his thighs, your nails biting into his broad shoulders— it drove him insane and he can’t help the way he grunts at the feeling, his hands squeezing at the curve of your ass.

The tip of his cock hits your cervix with every bounce, each one more intense than the other— the drag of his cock along your walls brings you closer and closer to the edge. It was a little embarrassing how quickly your body starts to tremble, the familiar tingle that flickers down your spine leaving a searing heat.

“I can’t— I can’t,” you’re a blabbering mess, letting him take control as he guides your hips up and down along his thick cock— thrusting up into your wet cunt as you practically melt into his strong body.

“You can, my girl… let go.” He whispers through slightly gritted teeth, smirking against the dewy skin of your shoulder as you loop your arms tightly around his neck— “I’m right there with you,” he grunts, turning his head to brush his lips along the curve of your jaw,

Through whiny moans your orgasm washes over you, fingers buried in his hair as your warm heat clamps down around him until he’s spilling deep inside your womb— the pair of you immediately finding each other's lips in a slow and needy kiss, his nose brushing against your own.

“I’ve got you, always,” Bi-Han whispers hoarsely, his arms wrapping around your waist to hold you close to him as your body goes all boneless against him, all you can do is whimper in response. The heat from both your bodies and the water provided a sense of comfort, along with the way his calloused hand rubs your back soothingly… he’d never make you wait so long again.

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[restinslices]

Can we take our beautiful boy Smoke's virginity? 🙌🏾

I was thinking of a drabble but you can write this however you find easier ;)

If Tomas has no fans, then I'm dead. No gender is specified and reader is a softie because it's what everyone in this situation deserves. Also POV jumps from his to the readers. This was supposed to be a drabble but then I kept typing :D

Tomas was considered behind when it came to certain life experiences. It wasn't something he was necessarily ashamed of, but it was something he knew was true. His type of life didn't allow him to worry about certain things.

Dating was one of them. He knew that teenagers and young adults were supposed to date and experiment, but he never did. Never dated anyone, never held hands, kissed someone, went beyond that.

That didn't mean he had no desire to.

"Are you sure?" You asked softly, eyes observing his reaction to everything. "We can stop. I won't be upset or anything". The truth was that you wanted him badly, always had and always would. You would've certainly lost track if you had to count the amount of times you daydreamed about having him all to yourself, lips on yours, hips moving in a steady rhythm. But a relationship and sex wasn't a one way street. You wouldn't pressure him to do anything he wasn't comfortable with, even if you would be old and wrinkly by the time he wanted to be inside of you.

Tomas on the other hand felt a sense of nervousness he had never felt before. As bad as it sounds, killing someone was easy. He did it without thinking. Now though, you were depending on him for pleasure. "I'm gonna be incredibly bad at this... " he mumbled.

"That's alright" you said in the same soft tone, hand wrapping around his, which was wrapped around his cock. "Everyone's first time is weird. You'll get better over time. I'll help you".

Your other hand cupped his face, your thumb tracing his cheekbone when you noticed him leaning into your touch. "You can say no whenever and we'll stop. I promise"

"I want this". Nerves and all, he wanted this. Your hand stayed on his, guiding him closer and closer to your entrance, his nerves becoming stronger.

And then his nerves stopped, replaced by something far stronger; pleasure. He felt a chill go down his spine, and he only had the tip in. How long was he expected to last when you felt this good?

He felt equally good to you. Sure, you had been with other men before, but they were smaller. Everything about Tomas was bigger - his dick, his arms, his pecs, his height, everything about him made him better than any man you ever met.

You continued guiding him, making him stretch you around his cock slowly until eventually you could feel his balls pressed against you. And although you wanted him to pound inside of you right then and there, you forced yourself to remain patient. Tonight wasn't just about you. It was about him. Your arms wrapped around his neck and pulled him closer to you, taking in how pretty he looked with his lips parted and deep breathes coming in and out of him.

"Wow" was all he could muster when he finally spoke.

"Good wow or bad wow?

"Definitely good- wait. How long am I supposed to last?

"Uhh" how long? Um, long enough? You didn't know if there was an average time, but you knew the chances were low that he'd make it. "Don't worry about lasting long. It's your first time, okay? You'll last however long you last"

He nodded before his lips found yours, muffling both of your gasps as he pulled out, then pushed himself back in. "Was that okay?

"Perfect. Keep doing that" your legs wrapped around him, keeping him close as he began to find his rhythm.

Tomas couldn't understand why he hadn't done this with you before. Well, he understood that he simply wasn't ready before now, but the way you gripped him made him forget all about those previous worries. You were perfect. Stretching you open was almost too easy, but now that he was inside you, your hole held him tightly, letting him feel every bit of you. Every bit of your insides that were made for him.

He didn't know how fucked out he looked. That's what added to your pleasure besides the obvious. He had bit down on his lip to stifle his moans at first, but after some time he just couldn't keep quiet. If he wasn't kissing you, whines were falling out his mouth. Here he was, an assassin with arms bigger than your hands and a heavy cock in between his legs, whining because of how good you felt.

It wasn't one sided. He felt perfect to you aswell. His thick cock stretched you open, his veins rubbing against your insides. You hardly needed to instruct him. His tip always managed to be exactly where you needed it to be.

"I'm-" his sentence was cut off by a choked groan, his eyes squeezing shut as he shot his load inside of you.

You placed soft kisses on his cheeks, soothing him as he came down from his orgasm. "You did really good" you praised in between kisses.

His head fell to the crook of your neck, your fingernails gliding along his scalp and you unwrapping your legs around him. "You didn't cum" you heard him mumble against your neck. Well, you both had known he wouldn't last long

"No big deal. Tonight wasn't about me, it was about you. Did you like it?

"You have to ask?

You chucked, "I just enjoy clear communication"

"Then yes, I liked it". He lifted his head up enough to give you a kiss on the cheek, "should I feel this tired after?

You nodded, then tried to push him off only to feel him swat your hands away. "Wanna fuck you again, just need to breathe. Stay"

Who were you to turn your pretty boy down?

[dontbesoweirdkira]

A/N: Just was thinking about this so i hade to write short headcanons on this..don't mind me

Warnings: Obsession, sensuality if you squint.

Requests? Always open

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Yandere! Kenshi who is obsessed with your touch.

You were there with him when he was initially blinded. You immediately rushed to his care. Your cooling, delicate hands gently caressed the sides of his face as he cried out in agony. You wiped away his bloody tears and hummed to him that everything was going to be alright.

Your arm stayed around him, guiding as he cautiously stepped. You didn't seem to mind how tightly he gripped onto, or make fun of the shakiness of his hands.

While captured, he sat in between your lap, thighs securely holding him. Kenshi's head laid on your chest as you ran your fingers through his course, black hair. every now and again would your hands find them back on his cheek, your making light circles of reassurance. Even though the world was suddenly an unknown dark, he knew exactly where you were.

Touch is always a sensual thing but, for him it was now so much more intense for him. It makes him weak...It makes him obsessive

Yandere! Kenshi not telling his darling that he can see silhouettes with sentos now. He can see you....and all you do in front of him.

He can also see the clothes in his closet but he craves your touch so much...Anything to keep your hands near. He asks for help with dressing sometimes.

You can feel the heaviness in his breath as his hear rate picks up. The touch of your cold hands on his warm chest makes him shudder. He knows that you cannot help but trace the tattoos that are drawn there. he can barely handle the sensitivty.

A nibbling of his ear causes him to hum in desire but what would a lick cause?

Yandere! Kenshi who has a heightened sense of smell. He knows when your coming when even before you enter the room...but he also knows when you've touched someone else.

He can smell the cheap and gaudy cologne that your friend drenches himself in. He knows that his dirty arms were wrapped around you as he has an insistence to hug you. Kenshi face turns in disgust. He knows his darling is too meek to say no to him but your touch belongs to him only.

A Hug isn't something that guy deserves, he can only imagine what it did to him. For your lover, a from you causes him to barely be able to contain himself. A hug causes his mind to drift and to yearn for more... Maybe Kenshi would just tie you up and lock you in his home so you can touch him as often as he'd like.

[theghostshost]

Effigy AU- WIP SNEAK PEAK!

[soaked4mk]

Treating you // Liu Kang one smut (part one)

Omg thank you. I gotchu, Tehehe 🤭

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★ Liu Kang absolutely loves you, but being earth realms protector can sometimes drive you apart, causing you to feel a bit lonely.

★ “Starlight? Are you okay…?” He asks, approaching you with his gaze lingering on your face, hoping to read any expression it may make.

★ “Yeah…I’m fine.” You lamely reply, shooting him a fake smile. He gently sits next to you, placing his hand on your thigh.

★ “You know we can talk about it if you need.” ‘How sweet’ you would think to yourself before relenting.

★ “I just feel like you’re gone a lot, we barely get to see each other anymore and when we do… it’s always for a short period of time. I’m lucky if I get to have a night of sleep with you by my side throughout it, I get lonely, I just…miss you.” You choke up a bit as you express yourself.

★ He sits there, silent for a moment, letting your words sink in before speaking softly to you. “I never knew you felt so alone, I should have predicted this would have been an issue, I am sorry, Y/N…”

★ He gently cups your face with both of his rough, calloused hands. Caressing your lips with his thumb, admiring their soft appearance.

★ Looking at each other for a moment, your eyes glued to his piercing gaze, you wait for him to have some type of response to your feelings, besides ‘sorry’. Cut short from your internal dialogue, you were frozen speechless, as he suddenly pulled you in to press his lips against yours lovingly, then pulled away to look at you admiringly.

★ “Y/N…” he gently whispered, looking at you with a tint of sadness in his eyes. He knows he’s gone a lot. But he didn’t know he was neglecting you in such a way. His chest tightened as he felt a sense of guilt. You are his lover, this shouldn’t be an issue with the relationship, yet here you are, pouring your heart out right before him.

★ You couldn’t even react, he leaned back in, to gently place another soft kiss on your lips. “I love you.” He whispers right before going back in for a more passionate lip-locking session. The kiss felt like a dream, and you quickly began to melt into it.

★ “L-Liu…” you would breathe into the kiss, as your tongues intertwined in a passionate fight for dominance, of course, Liu Kang being victor in the end, would turn you into a puddle quickly within his grasp. You began running your fingers through his fine, black hair, relishing in the physical contact that you had been so desperate for. The kiss would last just a few minutes, causing you to want more when he separated for air.

★ His lips released from yours, and began trailing down your neck, while he held your head, gently in place with his hands still cupping your rose-tinted cheeks. he would successfully elicit a small whimper from your mouth as he cornered a sweet spot in the crook of your neck, abusing it slightly, he sucked and nipped at it.

★ “How could I have been so foolish to leave you feeling this way, my love? “I’m truly sorry, and I am grateful that you stay patient with me, starlight…” “I don’t know what I would do without you, my angel.”

★ Liu Kang would whisper small praise in between kissing your neck and leaving small love bites. Apologies flooding the air as he moved his hands to your hips, pulling you in closer, to sit comfortably on his lap.

★ “I promise to try better with how I use my time with you, I never knew you felt so neglected by me, my love.” “Please forgive me…” He seemed to get almost emotional, with his realization. You simply shake your head in an attempt to reassure him. “I-It’s okay… I just-“

★ You were cut off, when he picked you up and laid you down on the bed, gently onto your back. You looked up at him, face flushed as you took in his towering figure above your own. “Don’t dismiss your feelings, Y/N.” He simply stated as he began to slowly crawl over you. “I’ve been a fool, neglecting you the way I have been…”

★ Not even able to protest, as he began running his rough hands down your sides, hiking your shirt up, enough to expose your beautiful skin. Liu Kang leaned his head down to plant of slow burning kiss onto your lips for the umpteenth time, savoring the taste of them as his hands snaked beneath your shirt, feeling you up before he cut the kiss short, guiding his mouth to the nape of your neck, trailing down past your collar bones.

★ You would let out a small gasp, as your lover kissed his way down from your collarbones to your stomach. His hands were both on each breast, fondling and playing with your nipples as he teased your sensitive flesh with his mouth. Sprinkling kisses he felt your body react to his touch. Once he felt satisfied with the small section of skin he was littering with kisses to the next, up until he reached your lower stomach, teasing the hem of your shorts.

★ Looking down at him, your eyes glossy from the intimacy, awaiting his next move, Liu Kang takes this time out to admire the way you react. Looking into your eyes with his bright, glowing ones. “I cannot believe I have this wonderful being at home, and I’ve been neglecting her…” he spoke with a sweet tone, as he continued. “All just for me, I must be mad to think something as sweet as you could go on as long as you have been, without any of my attention…” “I do apologize Y/N…”

★ After saying this, he lowered himself to the floor, swiftly pulling you closer to the edge of the bed by your plush thighs in the process. You let out a small yip in surprise, but that is shortly cut off when he uses his left hand to pull your shorts to the side, revealing your dampened panties to him. “Just look at this, you’ve been so good, waiting for me patiently. I think it’s time I reward you, sweet girl”

★ And with one swift movement, he pulled your soaked panties to the side, alongside your shorts. Leaving you bare to his demand. Of course, he was going to make the most of this moment and began praising your beautiful pussy, soaked in its own sweet, sticky nectar. He couldn’t help but plant a loving kiss on it. Licking the small trace of your essence off his lips. “Mmmh…”

★ Nothing else was said as he simply delved deep into your core, nuzzling your clit with his nose as he lapped at your juices, eating you out like it was his last meal. Flicking his tongue just right, he continued teasing your small bud with his nose, his arm locked over your stomach, keeping your hips in place as he tongue fucked you. Using his other hand to continue fondling your breast, he began pushing deeper working you, just barely touching that sweet spot with his tongue's length.

★ Your hips would buck involuntarily begging for more, as he picked up his pace, keeping your hips pinned in the process so you wouldn’t squirm away. His hand left your soft tit, making its way down your vulnerable body, and to his lap, palming at his hardened cock as he focused on pleasuring you, before moving it back up to between your legs. He would stop his lapping and replace it with his thick middle finger, pumping in and out of your needy, tight cunt.

★ “You’re doing so well for me, Y/N.” Liu Kang would talk you through it as he added a second finger, leaning back into your heat, flicking his tongue onto the small bundle of nerves while he quickened the pace of his fingers inside of you. Feeling your walls tighten around his fingers, he keeps his pace exact, bringing you closer to the edge.

★ “ I- I feel close~” “Aha- don’t stop~” you would muster the last bit of your strength to say that sentence coherently. “Yes my love~” Your lover hummed in response against your core, feeling the vibrations of his voice throughout your body caused goose bumps to form on your soft skin. he curled his fingers, hitting your sweet spot over and over again, relishing in the taste of your clit as his digits worked their magic within you. You gripped the sheets above your head, back arched. feeling the build-up begging for release, and without further thought you let go.

★ Coming undone, squirting roughly onto his hand, your mind is in a complete state of bliss, as he laps at your folds, savoring the juices while his fingers continue their movement, milking you for every last drop. Your brain would go fuzzy when he finally released from your heaving cunt. Bringing his hand up to his mouth to lick his fingers clean, before climbing up onto the bed, pulling you in close to him. He knew he could push you further if he wanted to, but he was content to simply watch and enjoy the glowing aftermath of your orgasm. Resting his chin on top of your head as you two cuddled in that moment, he gently spoke.

★ “Would you like to bathe, starlight?” He would ask genuinely, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, pulling your hand up to his lips and kissing it. You nod, and he simply picks you up bridal style, carrying you off to after care.

(Will most likely make a part two with a spicy shower scene)

[antennaed-kenzy]

Talkitive

✦ Toge Inumaki x f! reader

✦ Warning: not prof-read,

✦ Misc: Word Count: 1.8k+ words. My sweet Inumaki <333

✦ In which Toge can’t say anything besides rice ball ingredients so {Y/n} talks for him.

Inumaki Toge, a second-year student at Tokyo Jujutsu High, is a grade 2 sorcerer. He can only speak in rice ball ingredients due to his curse technique. That also means he keeps his talking to a minimum and only does it when he wants to add something. Inumaki mostly hangs around his other second year, the first year at times, along with the third years when they are around.

{L/n} {Y/n} a third-year student at Tokyo Jujutsu High, she is a grade 1 sorcerer. {Y/n} is the only 3rd year who hasn’t gotten suspended, since the other two are out of school she hung out with the facility most of the time. She did hang out with the first and second years when she could. {Y/n} would still contact the other two 3-years and tell them how she was doing and what she had been up to and everyone else, plus vice versa. 

Between Toge and {Y/n}, those two would hang out every day. Out of everyone at the whole school and faculty, {Y/n} understood Inumaki the best, even better than Yuta. Between Yuta and {Y/n}, they would often joke with each other, but from an outside point of view it would look like they were fighting and arguing. All was just fun and games. 

{Y/n} and Inumaki were out shopping. Rather {Y/n} made Inumaki come along so she wouldn’t be alone. He didn’t mind anyway, this was a way for him to get out of the school and be able to express himself with someone. She even got money from Gojo himself, she did have to beg a little to get the money, but it was worth it.

“We have ¥100,000 to spend, Toge! Let’s not put it to waste!” She cheered holding the cash in her hand and spreading it out. {Y/n} took Inumaki’s hand as they walked to the first store.

{Y/n} wasn’t known to have expensive taste, nor was Inumaki, but when {Y/n} had money she knew how to spend it right, and Inumaki would be with her in spending the money as well. They walked into the first shop… A lingerie clothing store. Inumaki held tighter as they walked through the store, she seemed to have never noticed. 

“Sorry, Toge. I need some new bras here,” She smiled slightly at him in apology for taking him here. They walked to the bra section together and he stood there waiting for her. She took her hand from Toge to look at the bras and said to him, “I promise the next stop can be just for you, Toge-chan.” She looked through the bra section to find her size and a nice design which is comfy. The poor guy stood there watching her as he couldn’t do anything.

A worker walked over to the two asking if they needed any help. {Y/n} said that they were fine and the worker smiled and walked away. Just a few minutes later the female found a few new bras, she looked over to see Toge on his phone waiting for her. She grabbed his hand from his phone again and walked to the front counter to check out. 

“Will this be all for today?” The cashier asked as {Y/n} set down her five items on the counter. 

“Yes, this is all,” She smiles taking out the cash from her purse ready to pay when she hears the total.

“Couples can get half off today if he buys an item,” The cashier points to the sign behind her as she finishes scanning the items.

Toge’s cheeks got red and flushed, and he shook his head left and right, “Okaka,” He rushed out his word.

“He’s right. We aren’t a couple,” She says calm and collected quite the opposite reaction of her friend. 

The cashier felt embarrassed and she got back to scanning the items in a panic, “I’m sorry, I guess I just assumed…” She paused finishing scanning the items. “Your total is 6,000 yen.”

{Y/n} paid for the item and Inumaki grabs the bags on the table. They leave the store and head to the next store that Inumaki wants to go to. Inumaki had the bags in one hand and the other held her hands as they walked. To them, it was normal for them to hold as friends. As they were walking {Y/n} was talking about what happened in the store. She talked like it happened every day while Toge was a little flustered when the cashier thought they were dating.

They made it to the next store chosen by Toge himself since he entered a store with {Y/n} by surprise. The store they went to was called Lifewear. It was a clothing store, but Toge wanted to go there. All their clothes were nice and comfortable. 

The two walked around the store with a cart grabbing clothes and putting them in. They went around the store once and then made it to check out. They laid their items on the table but bought them separately. In the end {Y/n} bought more items than Inumaki for a store that he picked out. 

“Hello..” The cashier looked up at the two as they put their items on the table, Inumaki’s items behind her’s. “Is this all for you today?” He says looking up at the female his eyes in awe for the slip second she nods her head. 

“Yes,” {Y/n} noticed the change in the cashier deminer. She did her best to shut him down without directly saying it to his face. 

The cashier scanned her items as the cost got higher and higher for each item. He only scanned her items even though Toge’s items were just behind hers. “Your total is 9,384 yen.” He smiled at her waiting for her to pay like there weren’t more items even if they weren’t her’s.

“Um,” She huffs looking at the items still on the table. “You still have more to scan.” She points at the rest of Toge’s items. 

An irk was on the cashier's face, “Oh, right.” He finished scanning the items and the total only jumped up a little. “Your new total is 12,034 yen.”

A smile of satisfaction was on her face as she paid for the items with Gojo’s money. They both grab the bags off the table and {Y/n} holds Inumaki's hand before they walk out of the store. Even if she had a bag full in one hand. 

“Are you hungry?” {Y/n} ask as they walk near a food court. 

He nodded his head in agreement, “Shake.” They took a turn into the food court to find a place to eat. 

They found a place and stood in line. They were looking at the menu on the back wall. {Y/n} didn’t know what to order as she kept asking Inumaki what he wanted. Inumaki would tell {Y/n} what he wanted with words instead of pointing it out to other people. 

This was one reason why Toge liked to be around {Y/n}, he could use his words. This was because of her cure technique. She was a grade-1 sorcerer for a reason. The reason her technique could nullify other techniques making her has the upper hand. 

They made it to the front of the line and {Y/n} ordered for both of them and paid with the money she still had. Toge was finding a seat as she ordered. He found a nice seat by the window. The female grabbed the number and went to find Toge at the table. 

“Today has been an eventful day. Hasn’t it Toge.” She sparked up a conversation while looking out the window with her chin in her hand looking at the people walking by. 

“It has,” He spoke with words agreeing with what he said. It caught her off guard but she was happy to know he trusted her enough and not mess up. Even if it was a small word.

She looks back at her best friend with her head still on her chin. “I think it’s funny, Toge.” He looks at her with a confused look on his face. “Why you choose to speak in rice ball ingredients? Out of everything rice ball ingredients shook you enough to use it.”

Inumaki looked at her a little confused about why she asked such a question now than at any other time. It has never been brought up before by anyone too much. When they first hear him talk they just ask why he doesn't speak like a normal human language. It was weird for anyone to address it cause it was just normal. 

“You don’t have to answer.” She heard their number being called. She got up and picked up the food on the tray. “Let’s eat,” she prayed her hand together. 

They ate their lunch in silence for a while but {Y/N} couldn’t bear the silence. She just started talking about random topics while Inumaki listened to her occasionally putting in his opinion with his rice ball ingredients. 

They are done eating and throw away the trash then go to the next store of the shopping spree. The two of them went to more stores and at some point stopped spending money and just walked around nice stores and talked with each other. This time he was using more of his words with {Y/n} since she had demonstrated through years that he could trust her ability.

—

The sky had turned black about an hour ago and {Y/n} and Toge just got back to Tokyo Jujutsu High. The female told her friend to go to her dorm and she would give the leftover money back to Gojo. 

She went through the whole of the school and couldn’t find Gojo. She gave up on trying to find him and went to his room. When her search was over she finally found Gojo walking into his room. She yelled at him as she waved the money in the air. 

“Oh, you can keep the rest,” Gojo says with a grin on his face.

Her shoulder fell passed her. She tried so hard to find him and gave him the rest of the money. “You're kidding, right?” 

“Nope.”

She walked off with the money still in hand. She walked to her dorm and Toge was lying down on her bed. All the bags were in her room. The reason she had Toge go into her room was because it was closer and she wanted to spend more time with him than she already has. 

If you were a bystander watching them interact you would already think they were a couple. Maybe they never asked each other cause they could easily die being a sorcerer. Or they are too afraid of what would happen if one denied the other cause they only see the other as a friend. Whatever the reason it was like they were more like a couple already, at least that’s what everyone thought.

a/n: had it written on paper but took me forever to write it down. We as a society need more Toge application

[lucagray813]

Shadow Clones

Rating: Gen

Word Count: 3,132

Main Characters: Rumble, Savage, MK

Minor Characters: Macaque, Wukong, Mei, Sandy, Tang, Pigsy

Relationships: None, hints of Shadowpeach if you really want it tho

Summary: All MK had wanted was an explanation for why his clones had minds of their own, meeting Macaque's clones does not provide him with any answers.

Additional Tags: Hijinks & shenanigans, light-headed, Rumble & Savage are called Xīng & Huì

CW: None

Link to AO3 Version

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"Hey, Macaque?"

The grunt of acknowledgement from the branch he was currently dozing on was all the go ahead MK needed, "So, you know how I've got some, er, unique clones?"

In a lazy drawl he responded, "Can't say that I do."

Undeterred MK continued, counting off on his fingers, "Yeah, I've got my food guy, my art guy, my porty guy but when I asked Monkey King why they were like that he said I should come ask you?"

He had been surprised that Monkey King would defer to Macaque on anything but given how gleefully he had, MK suspected it was less to do with any respect for Macaque's knowledge and because there was something embarrassing that was about to come to light.

The tip of Macaque's tail gave an irritated little flick before he sighed heavily. But he didn't even open his eyes as he raised a hand towards the sky and clicked his fingers, two shadows separated from him and travelled down the tree until they stopped in front of MK as two perfect circles. Unbothered, Macaque said to no-one, "Alright, have fun you two. Try not to traumatize anyone too badly."

MK took a cautionary step backwards as two forms rose from the ground and he looked between them with increasing alarm. Fully formed, they were clearly two clones but while the resemblance was undeniable they each had a distinctive sense of style.

The one smiling somewhat devilishly at him looked... Well, actually he looked really good. His hair, his outfit, his vibe - it was all so well put together. MK actually felt a little underdressed looking at him.

He was much preferable to look at than the other shadow monkey that stared at him with no emotion on his face whatsoever. His dress sense was simple, efficient and dark. There wasn't a spec of colour on him.

Wary, he called out to the original, "Macaque...?"

Macaque lazily raised a hand in the air and waved it over the brightly dressed clone first before gesturing to the rest of them in order, "Xīng, Huì - MK. MK - Xīng, Huì. Knock yourselves out."

Xīng grinned and bowed with no small amount of flair, "MK, the Monkie Kid. The pleasure is all ours."

Still unsure what to make of the situation, he did his best to be polite, even if the way Huì continued to stare unblinkingly unnerved him, "Er, yeah. Nice to meet both of you. You're both clones?"

Xīng stood and made his way over, throwing a friendly arm around his shoulders, "Sure are. How about we gather up your buddies and we'll put on a show for you?"

"What do you mean a- Gah!" MK startled at the silent appearance of Huì on his other side. He clutched at his chest as he unsubtly asked Xīng, "Is he, uh, I mean, does he...?"

Xīng patted his shoulder before forcing him to start walking forward, Huì walked silently beside them, "He's the strong, silent type. Don't you worry though, he won't do you any harm. Not as long as you stick with me."

MK edged ever so slightly closer to him before throwing a desperate look over his shoulder at Macaque.

He was not at all reassured by the grin on his face.

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During the short walk back to where he'd left his friends on the beach he had learnt that Huì couldn't speak but that didn't seem to be a problem as Xīng could speak enough for two. MK had barely gotten a word in but, in all honesty, he'd been too focused on keeping a wary eye on Huì to really even try and offer any intelligent responses.

When the three of them emerged from the trees, it was not to the delight of everyone waiting for them.

Pigsy pinched the bridge of his nose, "MK..."

Mei was slightly less tactful, "Ugh, why are there two of him? One is more than enough."

Tang nodded decisively beside her, looking more than a little nervous. Sandy was the only one that didn't seem at all put off by the two renditions of Macaque beside him.

He ducked under Xīng's arm and moved closer to his friends, "I know, I know! I went to ask him about the clone thing and this was how he responded! So, I guess we're stuck with them for just now?"

Xīng commented dryly behind him, "You know, I'm beginning to think we're not welcome here. We didn't even get a chance to introduce ourselves."

MK turned around and did a double take, "When did you change your outfit?"

Xīng held up a corner of his coat and asked coyly, "Why? Do you like it?"

Mei walked up beside MK, and eyed the clones suspiciously, "Ok, so what's their deal then?"

"They say their names are Xīng and Huì, and I guess they're Macaque's equivalent of Porty MK?"

Xīng clicked his tongue, "You know, clones or not, it's pretty rude to talk about someone as if they aren't there. Can't you see how much you're upsetting Huì? He's a sensitive soul."

They all looked at Huì, who stared back with dead, emotionless eyes. Deciding it was better to err on the side of caution MK apologised, "Er, sorry, Huì? We didn't mean to upset you...?"

Huì didn't so much as blink but Xīng nodded, "That's better. Now..."

He disappeared into the shadows only to reappear sitting on top of the picnic table they'd set up, oddly in yet another new outfit, "What do you lot do for fun around here?"

Mei whistled, "Damn, that is actually one nice dress. Where'd you get it?"

Xīng just smiled and clicked his fingers. A miasma of shadow tendrils quickly wound their way up and around Mei and when they disappeared she was wearing a similar dress with her hair put up in a matching hairpin.

Mei had looked fairly alarmed at the shadows but it was almost immediately forgotten about as she picked up the skirt of the dress and started to turn this way and that, "Hey, not bad! You got it in green and white?"

A click and a flash of shadows later and she had what she requested. He even summoned a full length mirror that stuck out of the sand so she could check it out properly, "Damn, you even did my hair! Do you know how much of a pain it is to put up like this?" She turned to Xīng, "Hey, can you put it up in, like, a french braid bun?"

It was done in the blink of an eye and Mei was delighted, "You know what, I take it back, this Macaque has already outranked the original in my books."

Xīng laughed, "High praise. Anyone else want a costume change? What about you, big guy?"

Sandy actually looked a little hopeful, "Well, it's sort of hard to find clothes in my size... But I've always really wanted to try on one of those fancy three piece suits...?"

Sandy blinked down at himself before gasping and rushing to the mirror, looking exceptionally pleased with his outfit and posing this way and that before bringing his hands to his face, "I should put braids in my beard more often!"

Admittedly, a little won over, MK also looked towards Xīng hopefully. Xīng just stood up on the table and grinned, "How about that show I promised?"

They all had to dive out of the way as the shadows suddenly converged to raise something massive from the ground but they faded away to reveal an extravagant catwalk. Mei vibrated with excitement beside him, "Oh my god, yes! Hold on! We need music! We need a film crew! We need an audience!"

MK grinned and reached for his hair, "Coming right up!"

The only thing MK didn't have confidence in creating was a camera, well he could make one but he wasn't sure how they would actually get the videos from it, but Mei eagerly volunteered her phone. Entrusting it to the MK clone crew.

Xīng was clearly ecstatic about the additions to the stage and by the time they were backstage he was taking it all very seriously, directing clones and doing up hair and outfits as if he was born to do it.

Mei nudged MK, "Dude, this is totally Theatre Macaque. I bet he came into existence the same way Porty MK did."

He could totally see it, a shadow clone forgotten in a theatre hall that decided he was going to make this his entire personality. Honestly, MK was kind of here for it, so far he was way more fun than the actual Macaque.

Xīng was clearly both the star of the show and the director. No outfit was too outlandish for him and he absolutely went for broke when he struck a pose at the end of the runway. He would shout out directions for everyone else, demanding they be just as bold and brave.

It was a lot of fun but by the end of it they were sweating and exhausted. MK thinks they had all been taken aback by the dangerous look in Xīng's eye when they suggested they called it quits but it was quickly replaced by a cheerful declaration that they needed a finale - last walk down the aisle, no holds barred!

MK had sighed a breath of relief, for a second there he thought he was going to go all "the Porty never ends" on them, but it all ended on a high! Once MK had dismissed his clones, they had all gathered around Mei's phone to watch the highlights.

The review was cut short by Tang's frightened scream but to be fair to him, MK probably would have reacted the same way if Huì had materialised beside him like that.

Mei eyed him up, before addressing Xīng, "Alright, we get your deal, but what's with creepy here?"

Xīng smiled as he walked around and threw an arm over Huì's shoulder, "Creepy? Huì? What are you talking about? He's just a little guy."

Pigsy scoffed, "Oh yeah, he's a real charmer. The unnerving silence, the dead eyes, the total lack of emotion - he's not creepy at all."

Xīng grinned mischievously, "Oh? You hear that, Huì? Your natural charms aren't doing it for them. How about you treat them to a smile?"

The five of them couldn't put enough distance between them and Huì.

"Why does he have so many teeth!?"

"Oh my god, they're like knives!"

"Those eyes...! It's like staring into the abyss, into the unending void!"

Xīng looked entirely amused. He patted Huì's shoulder before approaching them, "Well, that doesn't bode well for the favour I wanted to ask you."

Bravely, MK stuttered, "Wh-What favour?"

"You see, Huì and I don't get to come out and play very often and you've all done me such a kindness by putting on a show. But Huì hasn't had a chance to have any fun yet."

Tang gripped Pigsy's arm, "What does he do for fun? Steal people's souls?"

Xīng laughed, "Of course not. What Huì loves more than anything else is a good fight! If you brave heroes would be willing to indulge him it would just mean the world to us!"

Mei seemed to regain her courage, "A fight? Against all five of us? A bit overkill, isn't it? I mean, I could totally take Macaque by myself!"

Xīng pandered to her, "Oh, I don't doubt it but who knows when we'll be let out again and Huì loves a challenge."

The five of them exchanged a look before huddling together, Mei kicked them off, "We could totally take him."

Tang shook his head, "No way. We're being baited. That... thing is straight from my nightmares!"

It took a little back and forth but eventually they turned back to Xīng, and MK spoke for them, "Alright, we'll do it! But on the condition we can keep all the clothes from the fashion show."

Xīng's grin was unsettling, "Deal." He clicked his fingers and a rack of all the clothes from today materialized beside them.

He then gestured for them to follow him, "Well, come on then. I know the perfect place for your fight."

Pigsy looked a little unnerved, "Why don't we just fight here?"

"Oh no, no, no. That would have been like having our show without a proper stage. You have to give Huì his chance to shine."

Warily they all followed after Xīng and Huì until they arrived at a large but empty hall hidden not too far from Monkey King's vault. The door creaked open to reveal a room in pitch darkness.

Tang immediately backed away, "Nuh-uh. No way. Not happening. I'm not fighting in the dark!"

Xīng simply clicked his fingers and a number of shadow portals opened on the ceiling, a single lightbulb hanging from a wire emerged from each of them to create cones of light.

They reluctantly followed the clones in as Pigsy gruffly complained, "You couldn't have gotten better lights?"

Xīng hummed, "We're shadow clones, I'm simply evening the playing field."

Despite the overwhelming odds in their favour, all of them were undoubtedly uneasy as they took up their positions under one of the spotlights, while Huì stood across from them just behind another.

Xīng leaned casually against a wall, "Everybody ready?"

They all nodded grimly, their eyes not leaving their opponent.

"Wonderful. One last thing then. Huì? Don't eat them."

MK let out a strangled, "Wait. What!?"

He saw Huì's terrifying grin for just a moment before all put two of the lightbulbs shattered above them, eliciting more than one terrified scream. The two that were left started to swing unnaturally.

The next five minutes could only be described as a real life horror movie. No amount of fighting ability could save them as one by one they were picked off, dragged into the shadows by horrifying flashes of teeth. He couldn't even run, walls suddenly appearing to cut him off and turn him around as he tried to escape.

In sheer terror he held a hand in the air and a ball of pure light erupted to banish every shadow from the room. He breathed heavily as he looked around to see his friends picking themselves up from the floor, shielding their eyes, while trying to figure out what was going on.

He startled as he heard Xīng shout, "We're outside! Lights too bright for us!"

Mei groaned, "It's too bright for us too. Can you turn it down MK?"

Tang quickly added, "Just a little! Do not turn it off!"

"Er, I'm not sure how?"

Pigsy just forged ahead to the door, "Let's just get out of here!"

Everyone scrambled after him and it was to great relief when they saw the blue sky above them. MK dismissed the ball of light and turned to the others, "Are you ok!?"

Sandy nodded, "Shaken up but not hurt."

The sentiment was shared, no-one had a scratch on them, but god knows none of them were going to sleep easy tonight.

He swung around at Xīng's voice, "Ah, what a performance! You five really know how to make a shadow clone feel alive!"

Mei was incensed and she started to match towards him menacingly, "How could you do that to us!? That was so messed up! We agreed to a fight, not a-!"

She stopped short as Huì stood in front of Xīng defensively. Xīng grinned over his shoulder, "Forgive him, he's a little protective. What were you saying?"

She didn't move closer but she was not deterred from letting her displeasure known, "I can't believe you would set us up like that! That wasn't a fight! It was a horror movie!"

Xīng did not look apologetic as he took a step to stand beside Huì so he could lean an elbow on his shoulder, "Ah, I'm sorry for misleading you but no-one ever lets Huì play with them if I tell them the truth."

Mei cursed him out as she stomped away, "MK, get these two out of here! I don't want to see their faces ever again!"

Xīng held up his hands, "No need to show us out. We've had our fun." He took a bow, before offering, "But for the record, we are genuinely grateful to you for accommodating us today. C'mon Huì, let's go."

They sunk into the shadows and disappeared.

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Macaque sighed as he felt trouble reform on the ground below him, "Did you have fun?"

Xīng responded, "Oh, we had a great time. Shame we never get called for an encore but to be fair Huì is a hard act to follow."

He opened his eyes and peered down at Huì, "You take a bite out of anyone?"

Xīng answered, "Nah, he was good. The bird and rodent population may have taken a sharp hit today though."

Wukong better not give him shit for that, there's no way he'd sent MK to him and not known what he was getting him in for, and it wasn't Huì's fault that the hunger of the shadows he embodied couldn't be satisfied.

"You both done for the day then?"

Xīng stretched, "Yeah, let us out again soon though. We never even got to see Wukong - you know he's my favourite model."

Macaque raised an eyebrow, "I'm not stopping you."

"Next time. Huì needs a break. All this sunlight takes a toll on him."

He shrugged, "Fair enough."

The two sank back into the shadows and rejoined his magic. He just snuggled back against the tree, planning to finish this day as he started it - doing absolutely nothing.

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MK couldn't believe what he was hearing, "You what!? How can you prefer Huì to Xīng?"

Monkey King made a face, "Ugh, Xīng is so annoying. Changing your clothes a hundred times a day, pestering you to put on a show, quoting poetry, randomly bursting into song. I'll take Huì any day, he's basically just a big puppy."

"He's literally a monster!?"

"A monster? Nah. The real monster is Xīng - he's so bossy! A real shame that the two of them are a package deal."

Momentarily distracted from Monkey King's terrible taste in shadow clones, he asked, "What do you mean?"

"Hm? Ah, Macaque can't summon just one of them. It's both of them or neither."

"What? Why?"

Monkey King shrugged, "No idea. But I wouldn't waste too much time thinking about it. Macaque summons them like once a millennium, usually just to annoy me. You won't see them again."

He couldn't say he was upset about that but he still couldn't get over Monkey King's preferences, "But Huì? Really?"

--End--

[A/N - I did my best to illustrate what Xīng and Huì look like here - the post also provides a few additional details about them both if you want to know more! 😁]

LMK Fanfic Masterlist

[yuujis-sunshine]

𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐄. kung lao

𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕����𝒓(𝒔): Kung Lao, Liu Kang (mentioned), Raiden (mentioned)

𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈(𝒔): Little bit of CHILDBIRTH mentioned, Blood

𝑨/𝑵: This was requested by @eemr1000

𝑺𝒚𝒏𝒐𝒑𝒔𝒊𝒔: Kung Lao and his kinda bedwritten pregnant wife.

"𝖂hat are you doing, [Name]?" Asked a voice. Your eyes widened before turning your face around to see the Shaolin, who happened to be your husband; Kung Lao. He had his arms crossed, a worried/mad expression on his face.

"Oh, Lao! I didn't knew you would come home right now." She tells him, before her foot accidentally missed a step on her stool, making Lao worried for his wife and catch her in his arms. "I thought I told you to not move around much, it's not safe for the baby." He tells her in a kinda harsh, but worried tone. Kung Lao cared way too much for his wife. "Sorry, just felt hungry." A small pout forms on the woman's lips. Lao sighed at his wife before nuzzling his face into his wife's neck. "How could I be mad at you...?" He said softly, as his wife softly smiles at her husband's words.

[Name] walked to her bed with assistance from her White Lotus husband behind her, he then tells her, "I'll be back with some food. Don't move." Kung Lao kissed her forehead and pets her hair softly filled with affection before heading off to cook. And after he left, the woman decides to look out of her window, looking at the beautiful cherry blossom petals going to the ground or in the pond. And a memory hitted her head on when she and Kung Lao met. "What's your name?" He asked her as [Name] was about to defeat Kung Lao in Mortal Kombat. The female fighter looks at him with a bit of a death glare, and she had a tiny blush on her cheeks. "I-I-It's... [Name] [Last Name]." She tells him, trying to sound tough but was embarrassed either way. The man chuckles and stands up, walking over to the woman just to put his finger on her chin. [Name]'s eyes widened in shock. "W-What are you doing?!" She asked with a bit of anger, before kicking him in his nuts. Kung Lao hunched over in pain as he groaned in pain, holding onto his nuts. "Damn... You're pretty tough...!!" He tells her breathlessly. [Name] darkly stares at her, staring at the man on the ground. As time passes by, he was still trying to flirt with her, but she rejects them all... But at some point, [Name] finally gave in after the battle between Earthrealm and Outworld ended and decided to be with Lao. It took a very long time to accept him into your life, but she had no other choice but to confess her feelings in her way. "[Name]~, are you ok?" Lao asked, waving his hand in front of his wife's face. She blinks and softly chuckles at the flashback she had.

"What's so funny?" Lao asked.

She smiles and replies to him with, "Yeah, just thinking about... How we met." Lao chuckles at his wife's words before putting her food down on the table beside her bed. The White Lotus sits on his wife's bed and has his hand on the side of her hair with a soft smile on his lips, as [Name] gave him the same look in his eyes back. "I love you and our baby so much..." He tells [Name] softly. "I love you too, Lao."

- 𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐇𝐒 𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑 -

"You're doing good, [Name]!" Said [Name]'s mother, as she seen her daughter in pain and grips her hand back tightly. Kung Lao was out doing training, but it was interrupted when Lord Raiden informed him that he was finally gonna be a father now. Soon as he heard that, Kung Lao bid Liu Kang and Lord Raiden farewell before running to their home and thinking about [Name] and their new addition. And when he walked in their home, he was met with a very loud and strong cry of a baby. Lao's heart stopped when he heard that sound.... It made him breath raggedly as he felt some tears coming down his cheeks. [Name]'s mother walks up to see who it was and seen his son-in-law on his knees. "He's healthy, Kung Lao." He? Thought Lao as he felt more tears down his cheeks, and was helped up by his mother-in-law who was softly smiling at him. [Name]'s mother opens the slide in door of the huge traditional Chinese home, seeing a tired [Name] holding their crying baby boy in a hanfu gown. She smiled softly at her husband and their mother bids them goodbye, saying she'll come back tomorrow. "Meet your son, Hàoyú." She looks down at her little newborn with a soft smile, seeing him peacefully in her arms sleeping.

Lao walks inside of the room to see the baby up close, seeing that he had the color of his hair, which is black. His eyes were closed, his body was wrapped inside of a yellow blanket. All of a sudden, your husband pulls you close to him and gives her a forehead kiss. "You did such an amazing job while I was gone. I'm really proud of you, [Name]." He said, acting like he never cried, but his heart was still in shock. She smiles, and notices how shocked he is from seeing their newborn. "Wanna hold him?" Kung Lao's eyes were in shock from the question, and he softly gulps.

He nods his head lightly before she places the baby in his arms softly, seeing the little human in his arms. "Hey, Háoyú..." Lao pauses, noticing how Háoyú moves a bit uncomfortable but comfortable at the same time. "I'm your dad." He finishes the part, relieved. The baby softly fusses and whines a bit, so he bounces his son a bit while shushing Háoyú with a calming voice as [Name] smiles softly at her two boys in front of her.

"As long as you have me, Kung Lao and [Name] [Last Name], there is no need to worry. I'll protect both of you..." He tells him, as [Name] chuckles lightly at his words, happy that he is slowly getting attached to his son. So far, Kung Lao liked this part of fatherhood, and he wanted this moment to last.

- 𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐄 -

"Is that a... Baby?" Asked Liu, seeing his best friend and also partner wearing a baby carrier that had his cute son inside of it, while [Name] stood behind him, smiling and bowing at Liu softly. "Yes, Liu Kang." He said proudly, as Háoyú's hands were up for a couple seconds, cooing cutely. Lord Raiden came out and seen what was going on. It was Kung Lao... With a baby carrier and he also noticed [Name] as well. "Greetings, Lord Raiden. This is our son, Háoyú [Last Name]." [Name] bows as she had her fist in a bowing manner. As Raiden and [Name] talked, he couldn't help but continue to stare at the baby. He looked VERY adorable.

[mlmxreader]

Possession | Johnny Cage x m!reader

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↳ ❝ “Fuck, I love it when you get so possessive”

With Johnny Cage if you have do it already ❞

: ̗̀➛ Johnny doesn't like it when he spots someone else trying to steal his spotlight.

: ̗̀➛ gets a little nsfw near the end, dom/sub dynamics, swearing, jealousy and possessive behaviour.

: ̗̀➛ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

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Gently, Kung Lao rested his hand on your shoulder as he laughed along at some joke you had told; the two of you had always gotten along brilliantly, which had never really posed an issue before and had never really caused any problems except the odd distraction from his duties here and there.

Small, insignificant issues and problems were easily dealt with, usually laughed off with ease.

You had always been good friends, though, and mostly everyone had always understood that the relationship was more akin to brotherhood than anything else; Raiden picked up on it early, as did Tomas and his brother Kuai.

You acted like brothers, after all, and it was obvious that you did love each other as such, too. But as he laughed at your joke, you couldn’t help but to look out of the corner of your eye and notice your boyfriend Johnny.

He looked pissed, pouting and folding his arms across his chest. You figured that either Raiden or Kuai had told him off for taking selfies again, so you shrugged it off as you grinned at Kung Lao.

He seemed to notice Johnny’s discontented look, and chuckled as he shook his head, nudging you.

“Looks like your Hollywood star isn’t too happy… what’d you do? Tell him you didn’t like one of his films?”

You shook your head as you pushed him gently, trying not to laugh. “I like all of his films, thank you very much - even the ones that suck.”

He didn’t seem convinced as he scoffed and rolled his eyes, looking over at Johnny, who was now sat down and scrolling on his phone, his brows furrowed and his lips in an obvious frown; you looked over, and shook your head before you got up and headed to Johnny’s side.

Sitting on the rock beside him, you gently nudged his knee to get his attention. He looked up at you, then quickly returned his gaze to his phone again. 

“Johnny?” You hummed, inching a little closer and resting your chin on his shoulder. “Talk to me, baby.”

He locked his phone, stuffing it back into his pocket as he sighed and shrugged. “You sure you wouldn’t rather spend time with the chosen one?”

“Very much,” you nodded, reaching under his arm so you could hold his hand tightly, your thumb gently tracing his knuckles. “C’mon, talk to me… I know somewhere private we can go.”

Johnny glared at you for a moment, then told you to lead the way as he quickly followed behind; you were lucky, you had a place just on the outskirts that was usually undisturbed, so you could quickly head over with Johnny, all too eager to get the door open and unlocked, even more eager to have him press you against it once you were inside.

His kiss was heavy, all breaths and wandering hands as he kept you pinned between his body and the heavy door; you were all too greedy, welcoming every second of the kiss as you did your best to keep up with him, grinning as you buried your hands into his hair and tugged softly at the velvety brown strands.

He pulled away, breathing somewhat heavily as he scowled and grumbled softly.

Softly biting at your bottom lip, Johnny sighed as he tried to regain some composure to at least speak. “Mine. All mine.”

“Oh, Johnny,” you grinned breathlessly, gently smoothing down his hair. “Fuck, I love it when you get so possessive…”

“C’mon, say it,” he harshly pleaded, his hands on your sides as he squeezed gently. “I need to hear you say it, please.”

You couldn’t deny such sweet begs and soft pleading, doing your best not to grin as you nodded and hummed quietly under your breath. “All yours, Mister Cage - morning, noon and night.”

“Yeah?” He whispered, daring to smile as he licked his lips and dropped his gaze down to your mouth for a moment. “You mean that?”

You nodded, letting your hands drop to his chest as you smiled back and dared to laugh softly. “Ever since I met you on the set of that film about the cunt in the mask.”

“You mean the one where I played the handsome sheriff?” He mused, raising a brow.

“That’s the one,” you agreed, daring to softly kiss his cheek. “Best horror film I ever watched, because you were in it.”

Johnny grinned, holding you a little tighter as he dared to murmur in your ear, “y’know, I’ve still got the costume back home.”

“It does look great on you,” you told him gently. “But, y’know, we’ll have to see what happens when we get home.”

He nodded, although it was quite reluctant; he never was the patient one. “Do we have to?”

“We’re only here for a few days,” you told him. “And then we’ll be back at your mojo dojo casa house.”

“I wish you wouldn’t call it that,” he muttered, although clearly smiling. “You still gonna come to the premier of Timequake?”

You nodded, smiling as you dared to hum softly under your breath. “Of course - what kinda boyfriend would I be if I didn’t show up to support you, Mister Cage?”

Johnny nodded as he gently tugged at your belt, slowly gesturing for you to get on your knees; you did so, gently grabbing his thighs. “You’re all mine, aren’t you, baby?”

You nodded at him, looking up at him as innocently as you could, knowing that he could never say no to the puppy dog eyes, his ultimate weakness. “All yours, only yours, Mister Cage… what would you like me to do?”

Unzipping his jeans, Johnny raised a brow slightly as he tilted his head to the side and gently swiped his tongue along your lower lip. “I think you know what I want you to do, pretty boy.”

You couldn’t help it, gently gripping onto his thighs a little tighter as you bit at your bottom lip and tried your best not to grin. You knew it was going to be a long night, but you were more than happy to stay awake. 

[rowiewritesstuff]

may I request platonic lmk red son x a demon reader who's overall more calm, composed and polite, (but still willing to support shenanigans, just properly planned ones),

perhaps more of a strategist? Thank you for reading this either way

Red Son X Demon Reader (Platonic)

You met Red Son when he broke into your temple. Red Son was looking for some ancient relic and he was willing to kill you to get it. He was surprised when you went to a large room, fished it out of a box, and threw it to him. 

“What? You’re just going to give it to me?” Red Son looked perplexed before grinning. “Of course you would! I’m powerful and terrifying, any low ranked demon as yourself would tremble before me.” 

Often Red Son went over with the excuse he wanted another relic. Something about you just soothed him. The two of you became best friends even though neither of you made it official. 

Red Son brought you to his home to show you all of the tech and plans he had. His room is a mess, papers and gadgets scattered around. You took it upon yourself to visit regularly to clean up. 

Demon Bull King walked in one time to see the two of you. He huffed at you but was glad his son was talking someone else’s ear off instead of his. You were polite enough and cleaned up after yourself, and that’s all he cared about.

Red Son was always talking about some new plan. Most of the time, you’d tell him how it wouldn’t work. Red Son always made sure to get your approval on a plan, knowing that you were more logical than he was at times. He made the tech, you helped with the plans. Most of the time your plans would go well, and the other times Red Son helped. 

The two of you made formidable foes to MK and his friends. You always apologize when Red Son destroys property or says something rude to them. Red Son got angry when you’d talk to MK, telling him not to talk to “MBDF” (My best demon friend). Red Son’s possessiveness got to be too much and you had to sit him down and talk to him about it, and eventually you made friends with MK and Mei. Red Son begrudgingly hung out with them as well and eventually Red Son stopped attacking MK all the time. 

No matter how many years pass, you’ll always be friends- and nothing will take that away.

[yourlocaltrashpandaa]

Context: Reader thinks Red Son is cool and is secretly dating him ft. Jealous MK

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I Think He’s Neat 🔥

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Lmk one-shot

{red son x fem!reader}

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“I don’t get it. What’s the issue?”

You and Mk were currently in a stand-off well more on Mk’s side than you though. You didn’t get what he was so mad about.

“Repeat what you just said.” Mk said with eyebrows are owed down as he looked at you.

“All I said was I think Red Son was neat.” You repeated what you said earlier that set Mk off yet you think he’s being dramatic.

“But why?! What about Monkey King? He’s cool right?” Mk exclaimed.

You stood there giving him a look that read ‘are you being serious’.

“Sure, Monkey King’s cool and all but fire powers are just cooler to me.” You said.

“But Monkey King has so many different powers than just one. That’s definitely cooler.” Mk said with a proud smirk on his face.

You roll your eyes at him. “Okay. I guess I just like the simplicity of having one power. What’s so bad about that?” You asked.

“It’s Red Son.” Mk said crossing his arms.

“Yeah, so?” You replied as you quirked an eyebrow up.

“He’s not a good guy, Y/n.” Mk said.

“I know. I just think he’s neat, I find him very interesting. But why do you care anyway? You jealous or something?” You asked him with your hands on your hips.

Mk’s eyes widened a bit as his face flushed a light pink and he turned away from you. “Whaaattt! No, no, I’m just… you know…” Mk stuttered through his words a bit a he tried to explain himself.

You watched him waiting for explanation until you phone buzzed. It was a text message and it read: “Let’s get lunch. Meet you at our usual spot” You smiled at the text as you relied back to it: “Sure! Sounds great. Meet you there.”

Putting phone back in your pocket you looked up at Mk, who looked to be fight with his thoughts. You sighed at your friend and said. “Gotta go, Mk. This talk was… insightful. I’ll see you later.” You walked out the noddle shop and started towards your favorite restaurant to meet…

“Red Son!” The said fire demon turned his head and a small grin appeared on his face.

“Ah, Y/n. Wonderful to see—.” You cut him off with a hug.

“Missed you. We should go out more often. And geez, you don’t have to be so formal with me. I’m your girlfriend after all.” You said.

Red Son sighed and nodded a bit. “Yes, you’re right. But I think my parents are getting suspicious about my whereabouts.” He said.

“Because they don’t want you sneaking around with some mortal that knows the Monkie Kid. Like I’m a threat.” You scoffed a little.

Red Son held back a laugh. “Yes. You are a very intimidating mortal, love.” He joked.

You smiled a elbowed him gently in the side. “Come on let’s eat.” You cheerfully exclaimed.

“Right behind you.”

[natsuki-bakery]

⁎˚ ఎ Johnny Cage x Reader ໒ ˚⁎

Johnny Cage with a young adult reader who’s inexperienced in life hcs + one-shot

•Johnny takes on a protective role, seeing your inexperience as a chance to guide and mentor you. He’s always ensuring you don’t get into situations you’re not ready for

•He uses his sense of humor to teach you important life lessons. He believes learning should be fun, so he often shares his experiences through funny anecdotes and stories

•Cage is your biggest cheerleader, always encouraging you to try new things and step out of your comfort zone

•Johnny is patient with you, taking the time to explain things and never making you feel embarrassed about your lack of experience. He’s been through a lot himself and knows that everyone has to start somewhere

•Whether it’s landing your first job, learning to drive, or even small victories : he celebrates each step of your journey with enthusiasm !

You’re sitting in a quiet corner of a bustling café, nervously stirring your coffee. Johnny Cage, the ever-charismatic and energetic movie star, sits across from you, a reassuring smile on his face

"So, you’re about to start your first job, huh? That’s awesome!" Cage started the conversation between you two, releasing positive and comforting energy

"Yeah, but I’m kind of freaking out about it. I don’t really know what to expect..." you admitted, glancing down at the coffee you just ordered, with a sad look on your face

Johnny chuckles, leaning back in his chair. "Hey, everyone’s a rookie at some point. I remember my first big movie, terrified out of my mind! But look at me now. You’ll get the hang of it, trust me!"

"I just don’t want to mess up..." you responed

Johnny leans forward, his expression turning serious but kind : "Listen, mistakes are part of the deal. You learn from them, you get better. And you’ve got me in your corner. Anytime you need advice or just someone to talk to, I’m here ! " he quickly rassured.

"Thanks, Johnny. That means a lot" you smiled, feeling a bit more at ease

"No problem! Now, how about we celebrate this new chapter with a little training session? I’ll teach you some moves to boost that confidence of yours" he suggested

You laugh, the tension easing away. "Alright, let’s do it!" you replied with a grin

"That’s the spirit! And remember, I love seeing you grow and take on the world. It’s exciting, and I’m proud of you" Johnny respond to your enthusiasm

With that, Cage leads you out of the café, ready to help you tackle whatever comes next with his trademark enthusiasm and support

DNI: basic criteria, DSMP, vivziepop/h4zbin h0tel/h3lluva b0ss fans, Owl h0use fans, St4r butterfly fans, Ghibli fans, ddlg/abdl, nsfw/k!nk, anti-agere, anti Christians blogs

[restinslices]

Kinktober Day 1 - Pegging & Sex Tape

Johnny Cage X Female!Reader

Word Count: 2019

Summary: Johnny’s acting career hasn’t been going the best, so you decide to make a different type of movie with him

CW: Pegging, sex tape, feminization, mommy kink, fingering (male receiving), Johnny is a soft sub, reader a lil mean

A/N: Hey y'all! I typically post drabble smut or headcanons so I'm a lil rusty but we'll use this as practice. See y'all tomorrow! Hope y'all enjoy! MINORS DNI

Times had been hard on your pretty boy. He could try to use all his acting skills to pretend to be his happy and normal self, but it'd never work on you. 

You could understand why his spirits had been so low. Everything around him began shrinking - his starlight, the amount of money he had, his social circle, his following, everything. He was forced to watch as everyone started to slowly forget about him. 

He had tried everything. He auditioned for practically every role his manager could find for him. He posted on social media, participated in trends, lowered his standards when it came to scripts, he was trying anything he could think of to extend his fifteen minutes.

He hadn’t thought of everything though. That was okay. That’s where you came in.

“We should just make a sex tape” you suggested while you two cuddled one night. “Then we can pretend it got leaked. Celebrities do it all the time. You really think all of those leaks are accidents? Yeah right! It’ll put a spotlight on your name. If all else fails, maybe people will pay to see you naked”.

Johnny didn’t need much convincing. He even came up with using one of his phones rather than an actual good camera. Said it would look authentic. Would make the “leak” more realistic. 

That’s what you kept thinking of as you stretched him with your fingers. “How'd I get such a filthy slut like you, hm?”. His back pressed against your bare chest, his hands holding his legs apart, giving the camera the full view of his erection and your two fingers moving in and out of his hole. 

“Luck?” he joked. Of course he had some smart comment to say. Wouldn't be him if he didn't. His head fell back in response to your fingers making a scissoring motion, a low whine passing his lips. 

A thought crossed your mind. A thought that gave you full confidence that this “accidental leak” would go exactly as planned. “Look at the camera baby”, but Johnny always had a problem with following instructions. That was fine. The longer this went on, the better. 

You feigned a disappointed sigh as you pulled your two fingers out of his hole, your arousal growing when Johnny sent the most pathetic look your way. And this was the man that convinced Hollywood he was some big shot playboy? No wonder he was an actor. It took real skill to lie like he did. “Why'd-”. 

“I said look at the camera and you ignored me. Your brain shouldn't be all that mushy yet. I only got two fingers inside you”. 

Gods, he was so cute and pitiful. The way he turned in your lap, his legs straddling you, hands resting on your shoulders. “I’m sorry” his bottom lip poked out, making you roll your eyes and push him off you. 

“I'm not sure I even wanna fuck you anymore, Johnny”. 

A complete and utter lie. Your desire to see him fall apart on your strap was still strong, but denial would add more intrigue to the video. “If you're not listening to me, maybe that's your way of saying you don't want me”. 

His head shook, concerned eyes following you as you got to your feet. “I do need you. I want you”. 

“Yeah?”. His serious tone made your heart squeeze a little bit, and you wondered if maybe you should've whispered in his ear that you were only playing before you got up. Too late now. He'd catch up. “You want me to make you feel good?”. He nodded several times, getting to his knees and placing his hands on his thighs, ignoring his needy cock. 

You motioned towards the phone, which watched like some sad pervert. “Tell the camera how bad you need me”. You let out a sigh of relief internally when you saw a look of realization cross his face. Realization, then a look of mischief. 

He took his middle and ring fingers in his mouth, swirling his tongue around them as he looked over at the camera pointed at him. A trail of spit followed his fingers out his mouth, “I need it really bad”. 

“It?”. 

“You”. His fingers circled his hole slowly before he slipped them in, making him let out a breath. “Fuck- I need you to fuck me. Need you to stretch my pussy open”, his breath matched his fingers, which started to speed up. “Don't you wanna stretch my pussy open, mommy? Please-”, his breath hitched when he added another finger. “My fingers aren't enough. Please. Please. I'll listen”. 

You tsked, trying to hide how badly you wanted him. “Keep talking” you instructed. “Can't stay mad at you”. 

Johnny practically rode his fingers. He meant it when he said his fingers weren't enough. They never were. He curled all three fingers inside him, and while that felt good, he needed more. “I need to feel your dick hit that spot inside my pussy. Wanna be under you” he said in between breaths. His free hand gripped one of his pecs, “touch me everywhere. I'll be good. I will”. The rough pad of his thumb rubbed against his nipple, trying to mimic how you'd touch him. Once again it was pleasurable, but he needed you to be the one to do it. “Please…” he added a fourth finger, making him arch in his own touch. “Please hurry. I can't cum if you're not fucking me. My clit needs you so bad” the words came out whiney, full of desperation. His hand moved from his pec, going down his torso until he reached his dick. He wrapped his hand around himself, shuddering when his thumb swiped against his slit. “Shit- I'm ready! Can't you see I'm ready?”. 

He opened his mouth to let another plea fall from his lips, but all that came out was a groan when he felt you grip his hair and tug his head back. 

You looked down at him, watching as he worked his fingers inside his ass and around his dick. “Ple-” his words were cut short when his eyes finally landed on the pink dildo attached to you, wide in girth with an average length. And of course because Johnny was your good and desperate boy, he didn't need to be told that he needed to get you wet. 

He whined at the loss of contact, but knowing he'd finally be getting what he wanted made him spit in both his hands and wrap it around the rubber cock. His hands pulled and twisted around it, taking pleasure in the way your nails scratched his scalp. 

“Good boy” you cooed in response to him taking you all the way in his mouth. His eagerness showed in the way he sucked you; fast and sloppy. Spit dripped from the sides of his mouth, and the sounds of his moans mixed in with gags filled your ears. And as his eyes remained on yours, you couldn't help but wish that the dick attached to you was real. Maybe someone could magic it or something. You'd ask later. 

His breathing was heavy when he finally came off you, not even bothering to wipe the spit on his chin. “Come on! I'm ready!” he whined. “Please fuck me. Haven't I been doing good?”. He moved so he was on his hands and knees, eyes on the camera. “I really really need it”. 

Who were you to deny him?

Especially when he was so cute. 

You kneeled behind him, your hands finding his hips and pulling him close. Inpatient, Johnny reached around to grab your cock and line it up with his entrance. “Johnny, did you ask?”. When he let out a whine, you laughed and squeezed his hips. “I'm just kidding, baby. Go on and don't hurt yourself”. 

Johnny only heard the first part. 

He pushed himself back, forcing himself to take all of you in one thrust. “What'd I just say?!”, he hadn't even heard you scolding him. His moan, which was borderline a scream, was far too loud. You rolled your eyes, watching as he fell to chest. “What an unfortunate consequence that didn't need to happen”. 

“I'm okay” he assured you once his breathing was back to normal. “Can you start moving please? I'm sorry”. 

“Sorry again?” You massaged his hips softly, wanting to offer him a relaxing touch. “You know what? I don't wanna hear anymore apologies, okay? Not even sure I wanna talk to you after how stubborn you've been”. You moved your hips slowly, letting him adjust. “Just talk to the camera. Think you can handle that?”. 

“Yes mommy. Feels so good already” he sighed, the pain leaving his body. “Think I'm close already” he told the camera, “her fingers felt so good. Can I cum again after this? Please?” he turned his head to look at you, earning a slap to one of his ass cheeks, making him groan. 

“Two simple rules Johnny. Talk and look at the camera”

“I'm sorry- FUCK!”

The apology died on his tongue when he felt you pull all the way out then slam back into him. It hurt like hell, but the pleasure it brought him was more intense. His eyes returned back to the perverted camera, but your thrusts remained the same - pulling out slowly then slamming your cock back inside him. 

Once, twice, a few more times later and he felt the knot inside him unravel, cum painting the sheets under him. 

He couldn't cum once and be satisfied, no. His balls still felt full. You still felt too good inside him. But in the same breath, he didn't want you to think he was misbehaving again and be upset with him. 

“Something wrong, baby?” You asked, noticing the tension in his shoulders. You placed a kiss to one, “you feel okay?”. He mumbled some lie about being tired, but you could see straight through it. “Tell me what's on your mind”. 

Johnny, the guy who was known to take hardly anything serious, had the softest sounding voice when he finally asked “are you really mad at me?”. 

You shook your head before placing another kiss on his shoulder, then pecking him on the lips. “I'm not mad at you, babe. You think I'm actually upset with you?”. 

“I wanna cum again… but I didn't wanna ask if you were mad at me”. 

“You wanna cum again?” You asked with a chuckle. Your fingers found one of his nipples, twisting it with your pointer and thumb. Maybe he felt particularly sensitive because of all that was going on in life. Or maybe you were being a bit too harsh. Maybe both. Either way, you could make him feel better. 

Your lips found his, initiating a sloppy open mouth kiss, while your other hand moved from his hips to his other pec. 

Your tongue explored his mouth, swallowing his moans as you started thrusting in him again. This time, you gave him exactly what he wanted. 

Your chest laid against his, letting you be closer to him while you fucked into him, your pace much faster than it was before. “Just- ah! L-like that! Right there!” his moans came out loud and he did nothing to silence them. 

He could feel that special spot inside him being hit repeatedly. He could feel your hands squeeze his pecs and your lips attacking his neck. Everything felt amazing. He wrapped his hand around the tip of cock, making him fuck his hand with every thrust you gave to him. 

“Oh fuck! Mommy!”. 

He imagined himself fisting his cock while watching the video back, and that excited him more. Then there was the thought that other people would get off to this… 

He was such an attention whore. 

“Mommy! Yes!” his chest heaved, feeling himself getting close again. “I love mommy's cock!”. 

His eyes rolled back when he felt you lick a stripe up his neck where you sucked and bit marks into his skin, “yeah?”. 

“Yesyesyes! Fuck! Ah! Mommy fucks my pussy so good! So fucking good! I'm gonna cum again! Gonna make another mess!”. 

The pressure kept building and building until finally it collapsed. He let out a cry, followed by ropes of cum joining his previous orgasm under him. 

You slowed inside him, capturing his lips in another kiss. This one slower and patient. “My good boy” you whispered against his lips. “I bet you look very pretty on camera”. 

Johnny chuckled then pecked your lips, his pleasure being replaced by exhaustion. “You think that was good?”. 

“I think it was perfect”