#Mask Sloan smut headcanons

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NSFW Alphabet(Mark Sloan)

Paring: Mark Sloan x Reader

Summary: pretty self explanatory... It's smut with McSteamy

MasterList ML2

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

The one thing he wants afterwards is to just hold onto you. After he knows your okay he just wants to hold you to his chest and playing with your hair or run his hands up and down your hips or back.

He's so soft and praising you at the end “you did so good for me Angel, I wasn’t too rough was I?”

He loves just laying in bed naked together, he feels closer to you that way.

B = Body part (your favorite body part of his and his favorite of yours)

I think he'd be very body positive when it comes to you. So he'd love your thick thighs or curves. He loves just to be able to hold on to your thighs as you ride him.

He can't keep his hands off your body, rubbing your curves or leaving love bite on them.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically…I’m a disgusting person)

He'll always cry out in a deep almost growly moan when he feels his cock twitching inside of you as he fills you up with jets of cum.

feeling his hot seed painting your insides, filling all of the space within you makes you see stars.

He needs to cum inside you more than once. “You want to cum, Baby? Well, cum, then. Cum all over my cock” He'll fuck you even harder, pounding into you in fast, deep thrusts that leave you gasping and moaning. “Cum for me, y/n”

Cumming down your throat just doesn't have the same appeal as cumming inside you to him, but he's never opposed to it.

“Ahhh... fuck!” He cums hard, filling your mouth with his seed. He releases his grip on your hair and relaxes onto the bed, breathing heavily as he comes down from his orgasm.

Edging... All the time. “I'm going to make you cum so hard when I finally let you. But for now, you just focus on holding it in.” He said sternly, reaching down to stroke your clit. “If you cum now, before I give you permission, you're not going to cum at all tonight.”

D = Dominant? (Pretty self-explanatory, how dominant is he)

I think you both are in control, neither one of you is really dominat.

If you want to Mark's dominat side to kick in, you have to tease him or make him jelouse. “you just had to be a fucking tease. Didn't you?” if he's in the mood he'll resort to tying you up and being as fucking Dominat as he wants to be.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

I mean this is Mark Sloan were talking about, of course he's freaking experienced.

He'll have you seeing stars no matter how he's doing it.

If you’re not and struggling to take him in or taking long to adjust, he’ll whisper reassurances that you’re doing a good job while rubbing his hands on your back and thighs.

F = Favorite Position (This goes without saying)

He loves gripping your hips as you ride him, leaving his impressions on your thighs as you move, chasing your highs.

He also loves missionary, keeping eye contact while he fucks you. He loves how you dig your nails into his back and wrap your legs around his waist to bring him impossibly closer.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc.)

He'll always crack a few jokes, that's just the way he is.

He wants you to be 100% comfortable and doesn't want to be completely serious. He'll think that's too much of a drag to be serious.

H = Hair(Hair pulling?)

He loves it when you tug at his hair, especially when he's eating you out.

Mark loves feeling your fingers in his hair or he'll tangel his fingers in yours and tug on it when he's getting head or about ready to cum.

Or he'll make a makeshift ponytail and tug at your hair while he's fucking you from behind.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

He's the most loving person during sex, hell he is all the time. He'll also try his best to make it as romantic as possible, if not he's always holding you close and kissing you so you know how much he loves you.

J = Jealous? (Is he the jealous type? Are you? )

There can be jealous sex. If he sees an intern shamelessly flirting with you expected to be tied to bed as fucks your brains out. If he sees Jackson touch you in a way thats reserved only for him you’re pinned against the wall.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

You love the feeling of his hand wrapped around your throat, the tightness of his massive hands turns you on.

He definitely has a Praise kink, he loves making you feel loved and appreciated. He love how he can easily make you blush. “God, your so beautiful”

definitely a fan of overstimulation, he loves the way that your body twitches and you whimper from his touch.

L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)

Shower

Supply closets

On-call rooms

The bed room

Anywhere

M = Motivation (What turns them on, what turns you on)

It's the little things that turns him on, he loves seeing you in his clothes. Like he loves seeing you in scrubs, or wearing his dress shirts opened showing the only thing your wearing underneath is your bra.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He'll never degrade you, he won't call you slut or anything like that.

He won't do anything that could possibly hurt you, that's his worst fear. It took him a while to use handcuffs because he didn't want to hurt you.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He always puts your pleasure above his, so he always makes sure you come first. When your on brink of cumming, he'll increases the pressure and speed of his tongue, alternating between gentle laps and firmer strokes. He loves it when your hips buck against his face in a desperate bid for release “That's it, baby, let go”

He loves how good you are at making him feel. He loves being at your mercury as he thrusts down your throat. “Fuck baby, you're going to make me cum so hard. I want you to swallow every last drop.”

P = Pace(Are they fast and rough or they slow and sensual?)

Just depends on the mood. Sometimes he just needs a rough fuck after a rough day at work and sometimes he just wants to hold you and take things slow.

Q = Quickie (Their opinion on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

It's not his favorite thing in the world but you guys are always having quickies in on-call rooms or supply closets in between surgeries.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

You guys aren't big risk takers. Maybe try something new in the bedroom every once in a while, but that's about it.

S = Sex position (Pretty self explanatory)

Mark loves watching your face while you bounce up and down his dick. He loves the expressions you make when he thrusts up into you when you least expect it.

Most of the time he needs to be on top. He loves grabbing you by the hips, literally squeezing his fingertips against your soft skin, holding you in the place or using them to help guide the pace.

T = Top or bottom(is he a top or bottom and vise versa)

Mark and you are both switches, but there is always that unspoken rule that he's in control.

he loves the idea of you spread out and ready for him. He'll hover over you and stroke his cock as he watches your body trembling with pleasure and anticipation. “Fuck, you look so beautiful like that. So open and ready for me.”

Mark just likes to lay back and just watch you ride him, he loves the feeling of your thighs and ass in his hands.

U = ummm...

I don't know... I couldn't think of anything..

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

He is so vocal, he'll let out deep groans and moans as he feels your tight pussy wrap around his cock when you ride him. “Oh fuck yeah, that's it baby. Ride me hard”

He's even louder if your giving him head.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

One time you made a bet with him that you can last longer than him without sex. This became a week long bet of nothing but teasing and touching, trying to make the other one crack. Mark cracked first he couldn't handle it after a week.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

It Doesn't matter what his size is, he knows how to please you and he can definitely fuck your brains out.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

His sex drive is hug, like if you had to have a quickly in a on-call room during the day then you'll go home and he'll pound the fuck out of you like you guys didn't just get off in his office.

Z = ZZZ (…how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Mark can either sleep like a rock or not sleep at all, there's no in between. He definitely sleeps better after sex, but he makes sure your sound asleep before he goes to sleep. He wants to make sure your comfortable and a sleep before he can sleep himself.

[siilvan]

instead of WIP wednesday, we’re having WIP friday at 7am– honestly, i’ll take any excuse to bring up what i’m working on >:)

stupidly long list below the cut!!!

in-progress

dusk - price x reader (18+) (request)

– basically just flirting leading to smut in a safe house lol

drag me under (prologue) - price x reader (18+)

– start of my first enemies-to-lovers series!! reader’s a honeypot, price falls for it, things get complicated 🙏

not started

phosphorus - nikolai x reader (18+)

– literally just shameless smut in a helicopter ngl

telomeres - rudy x teacher!reader

– rudy ends up falling for his niece’s teacher >:)

VIP - soap x reader

– sorta just a bodyguard au with captain mactavish!

this place will become your tomb - nikolai x reader

– technically another enemies-to-lovers fic, but they’re on the same team. just a series of misunderstandings ✊😔

distraction - nikolai x reader (18+)

– more shameless smut with possessive!nik 🫣

the creed - mandalorian!ghost x reader

– self explanatory ngl. reader ends up under the protection of mando!ghost 😼

bloodsport - atom x reader (18+)

– sorta FWB but like… dangerous y’know. i just love morally ambiguous masked men (100% convinced he’s makarov)

gen/romantic headcanons - yuri x reader

– i do not care if nobody reads it, i WILL be writing for yuri. he’s literally my war criminal wife 🫶

euclid - könig x reader

– resident evil/raccoon city au!

are you really okay? - alex x medic!reader

– fluffy and sorta angsty oneshot w/ UFC medic reader!

sugar - gaz x civilian!reader

– pure fluff!!! this one should be super cute :)

the apparition - ghost x civilian!reader

– can’t decide between neighbor ghost or mafia ghost for this one… either way it’s gonna be more angsty than gaz’s fic lol

somewhere in the past - hadir x ULF!reader

– pure angst… set after his betrayal in MW19 🫣

gen/romantic headcanons - valeria x reader

– i love women 🫡

dark signs - valeria x 141!reader

��� semi-slow burn set during and after las almas!

take me back to eden - yuri x medic!reader

– unashamed to admit that reader is loosely based off my oc and this is gonna be soooo self-indulgent 🤭 probs mostly fluff and hurt/comfort

take aim - graves x 141!reader

– sorta similar to hadir’s fic if you squint 😶 takes place shortly before and after the betrayal in las almas!

rain - price & ghost

– platonic found-family fic based off one of barry sloane’s lives! ghost basically ends up living with price 🫶

i’ve got a couple other ideas floating around, like an alejandro x reader gym crush fic, but this list is already insanely long and very subject to change 💀

WIP Wednesday

Uhh I think Im the first one today so Imma tag; @gaeadene @direwombat @clicheantagonist @the-delicate-disaster @g0dspeeed @bunny-extract @deadbranch @glossythor and YOU person reading this if you wanna be tagged and I did not

Ghost + GN!reader; the “trapped in the elevator” concept. PTSD all that fun stuff. Neither reader nor ghost is having a fun time. Disclaimer I am a dumbass(tm) and idk how this stuff works ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

You think nothing of it when stepping onto the elevator, Ghost close on your heels. The pair of you are heading towards the same meeting on another floor.

A wicked storm rages outside, wind whipping trees and debris as rain pelts against the glass windows.

The base usually holds up well in storms. You don’t worry about it.

There’s no one else in the elevator as it shuts. Your phone is kept in hand despite knowing you never get service here. In just a moment you’ll be at your destination, and the effort of putting it up just to immediately pull it back out is more than you want to do.

You give a polite nod to the SAS sniper as he walks past you and settles himself with his back tucked against the wall. He returns the gesture and that’s about it for your small talk.

You’re not friends, and even acquaintances would be pushing it. But you cross paths enough to have that adjacent familiarity. He knows your face and you know his…well, his mask.

If it was someone else you might ask the performative question of double checking the two of you are heading to the same floor. Idle chit chat to pass the time on the way to the meeting.

Ghost isn’t the chit chat type and you know it. The number 5 glows when you press the button, the gears whirling overhead.

You’re on the second floor. The screen indicates 2-3-4-

And just shy of the screen switching over to 5 the gears screech to a halt, the lights cutting out in the elevator. You’re plunged into darkness, a startled “what the fuck?” escaping you before the emergency light kicks on.

It’s dimly lit and spooky. Ghost’s skull faced balaclava doesn’t do anything to lighten the mood.

You’re not in love with the idea of being stuck in the elevator, a distant ringing outside the compartment indicating that there’s people (you) trapped inside.

You know it won’t do anything but you press the now dim 5 button a few times. The mechanical click of the button depressing is the only thing that greets you.

“Well shit. You don’t have service, do you?” you figure the answer is no, but maybe today will be your lucky day.

Ghost is silent just a hair too long and the silence is enough to set you slightly on edge. He’s not registering that you’ve spoken to him.

“Ghost?”

It’s fucking creepy the way his head snaps to your direction. But at least now he’s acknowledging your existence.

“Do you have service?”

The amount of time it takes him to blink scares the shit out of you.

He doesn’t normally kick up your flight or response like this. But then again he’s not usually fucking dissociating right in front of you. He’s stiff as a board, not moving, barely blinking and staring you down in silence.

“Ghost,” it takes everything in you to keep your voice even keel.

You’ve heard the stories. Not of him specifically but soldiers in general. They call them episodes.

The term is almost cute. Much less cute that an episode involves you being trapped in a verifiable shoebox with a soldier who could snap you like a twig if he wants to.

That’s usually a problem for nurses and other medical staff. Working in tech you aren’t usually given a front row seat to a soldier looking ready to crawl up the walls.

He blinks again and you let out a sigh as the tension in his shoulders drop slowly.