#also hi. Outline Of Mine's Butt. it makes him look like he's wearing thigh-highs i can't

[thegremlincrowsnest]

A Slice of Cheesecake

Fatgum x poc!reader

CW: Slight breed kink, thigh fucking, mentions of vagina, slight anal play, creampies, mentions of daddy in a sexual way, kitchen and sex around food

Color Code

Orange: Fatgum

blue: Reader

Pink: Fatgums inner thoughts

WC: 1.7k

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Fatgum was definitely your favorite customer to bake for. Tips generously and an absolute beaut to stare at while you work. He always came past your shop on his breaks or days off just to watch you. “Ya know, I can always help fill those buns for ya sugar plum.” He would say with a smirk. You just giggle and shake your head as you continue to fill and dip your eclairs. You were finishing up some orders to deliver, and he offered to stay and help you out. You accepted his help with a smile as the pro-hero helped pack cupcakes, cookies, and pastries.

Everything was going great until you went to change. When you work, you wear chef pants, a plain t-shirt, and your apron. But for deliveries, your outfit was much. Much different. Fatgum couldn’t help himself as he stared, seeing your soft stomach peek out from your crop top. He has to hide behind your counter as you fix the garter belts from under your skirt. He groaned softly as he saw how your thighs bulge from the garter belt and thigh highs. Your skirt was absolutely sinful being so short, bending over. He got a glimpse of those soft pink lace panties. Walking around, he pressed himself against you. “Baby...I don’ know if ya should go out like that. Pretty thin’ like you could get devoured.” He says, deep voice low. His two large hands came to hold your wide hips. Groaning loudly as he saw his fingers sink into your love handles.

Looking up at him with big doe eyes, you smiled. “Oh~ well, I don’t have anything to worry about with a big strong hero like you, Taishiro~,” You say as you grind against his growing hard-on. You slip from his grip with a giggle as you finish packing up orders. “Ok, now let’s go!”

Walking down the street with you was a blessin and a curse for Fatgum. Seeing your thick ass sway in that skirt was torture ‘Little Nymph,’ he thought to himself. Going from customer to customer was easy enough. You were so sweet to each one, and he could only smile softly at you. Seeing you dote on each and every one. The sun was setting as you finished, and the teasing was getting worse. On trains, you were pressed so close to him, you smelled like sugar and warm spices. Your skin contrasted beautifully against his yellow costume as you held onto him. Brown, golden skin that he swore always shimmered in the sunlight. You both were able to finish earlier than you thought, so he decides to treat you a bit. You were already in the shopping district, and he saw how your eyes lingered on some of the displays. Laying a hand on your hip, he leaned down to your ear. “Would you like me to buy that for ya, Darlin?” He asks. You stifle a soft groan at how close he is; turning to him, you reply. “No! I should be treating you to something for helping me out today.”

His eyes darken a bit at those doe eyes you give him. Fuck, you look so cute. He stands up and looks around, smirking as he looks down at you. “Then I know how we both can win.” He says as he walks you down an ally, a hole-in-the-wall sex shop that you’re surprised the BMI hero would know of. As you both walk in, he brings you towards some expensive pieces. He tells you to pick out what you'd like as he sits down on a stool.

Watching you was a pleasure, watching you bounce around from display to display, skirt riding up as you bent down. He bit the inside of his cheek before he motioned for one of the employees.

You look up to see Fatgum whispering to one of the employees before looking back at you with a smirk. Picking a few sets, you walk up to him, face warm as you smirk back to him. He looks them over, letting out a low growl at the soft lace of one of the panties before nodding over to the employee again.

The walk back home was swift, entering your shop and making sure all of the blinds were drawn. Fatgum then pinned you against the front counter, licking and nibbling on your neck as he rubbed your clit through your panties. “Such a sweet boy for me...so tasty,” He says as he helps strip your clothes. He pulls out his favorite set along with a relatively thick butt plug. “If you’re ok with this, Darlin, I’d love to see you wear these while you bake me a little cheesecake, baby.” He says as he holds them out for you. You nod quickly, slipping on the lingerie and bending over to prep your ass. Before you can open the cap for the lube, he stops you. “Please sugah let me help ya.” He says as he pours lube over your hole. Groaning softly at how you clench around nothing. Gently pushing a finger against your hole, kissing down your back, he pushes one in. It takes a few minutes of him kissing your neck and ear as he stretches you out before sliding the lubed-up plug into your ass. You whimper at the stretch, your pussy dripping with arousal as he pulls up your panties. He kisses you deeply before patting your ass to the kitchen.

Cooking while being watched was something you were used to before, but with the current circumstances, your head was foggy. Fatgum would come up behind you to “help,” pressing the plug in your ass or groping your breast. Finally, as you placed the cheesecake in the oven with a water bath, you began prepping some toppings. As you began to whip up some cream, he decided it was time to push further. Pulling your panties down, he pressed your thighs together. Bending you over, he lifted you gently as he slid his cock between your thighs. Moaning softly at the heat radiating from your dripping center. Your head was spinning; you could smell his arousal mixed in with sweat. You desperately wanted to get on your knees and bury your nose in it. He was no better; wafts of your arousal filled his nose as the soft plushness of your thighs squeezed him perfectly.

You groan softly as you feel the head of his cock brush against your clit. Looking up at him, you whimper, “P-Please Taishiro. Fuck me, I can’t stand the teasing anymore.” You beg. In response, he spreads your thighs apart and presses you down onto the counter. He can’t help himself but allow his hands to wander over your soft skin, admiring every stretch mark, scar and blemish. “Fuck Baby Boy… ‘Ave I ever told ya how beautiful you are?” He asks as he undoes your top. You’re about to respond until you feel his large hands grope your breast. Kneading them gently, your body shivers, “N-No, but I could tell with how you look at me.” You respond with a soft smile.

He leans down and kisses you gently on the lips, cradling your face in his hands like you’ll break at any second. He lifts one of your legs up onto his shoulder, wrapping the other around his waist. You gasp, seeing just how big he is, almost 12 inches long; it’s slightly darker than the rest of him, it's as thick as a can of soda, and you briefly worry about how it will fit. “Don’t be scared, my little darlin’. I’ll make sure you feel really good.” He says as he presses the tip against your entrance. He leans down again, kissing you deeply as he begins to push in. You whimper and grip his shoulders, feeling the head of his cock push through your entrance. He stops and gently pulls out before pushing back in, reaching down to rub your clit as he works his cock. Finally, after a few moments, he's able to bottom out inside of you. Even with your soft stomach, you can still see the outline of his cock in you. He moans loudly, seeing it as well; pressing down on it gently, he begins a steady pace. His large, heavy balls slap against your ass as he grips your thigh with one hand. The other is near your head, trying to keep himself steady.

“F-faster Taishiro~ Please faster!” You moan out as you begin to pinch and pull on your nipples. He doesn’t protest; pressing your knees to your chest, he starts thrusting faster. His precum fills you up and begins to drip down onto the floor; loud nasty slapping sounds reverberate against the tile walls as he continues his fast pace. He’s grunting like a bull as he sees your breast and stomach squished under your thighs and his hands. You’re so soft and sweet and beautiful to him; he wants to take you home and spoil you.

“Taishiro! Oh my god, I’m gonna cum!” You moan out as you feel your walls tighten around his cock. He grunts as he holds you close, face nuzzled into your tight curls as he wraps his arms around you, legs dangling off of his broad shoulders. “Cum for me, Sugah Plum~ Cum all over daddy’s cock” He grunts as he moves you like a fleshlight. “Daddy daddy daddy! Fill me up! Please fill me up!” You respond. He leans back to watch your face as he thrusts as deeply as he can before holding you down on his cock. He groans loudly as his cock twitches pumping you full of cum. His body shivers as he can’t help but continue to hump you gently as he breeds you. You don’t fight it, tightening your legs around him as your cunt milks him.

You’re both blissed-out, kissing each other sloppily as he humps you. Tongues and teeth clash together as you pant for more. “Y-Y/n, I love you, I love you please be mine.” He says as he reaches down to rub your clit, extending your orgasm along with his. You nod frantically as he licks and sucks on your neck, “I love you too~ Please mark me up, Taishi” You moan out as you feel his cock harden again.

You’re both startled by the timer going off. Not wanting to pull out, he holds you close to him with one hand as he maneuvers to get the cheesecake out of the oven. Placing it on the cooling rack, he looks down at you with a smirk. “I hope you have enough energy, my little cheesecake, cause I’m gonna make sure you reak of my cum for days.”

[gale-gentlepenguin]

ML fic: The Hunt

(Warning, Contains Blood, and Graphic Violence)

(Happy Birthday @masked-bixch )

(I hope you enjoy the present at the end)

A man in a trench coat carrying a duffel bag walked into the sewers of Paris.

He was of a decent build and average height, not buff, not scrawny. His hair was short and jet black. He had a pencil mustache and kept most of his face hidden by the use of his hat. If needed he could likely slip into a crowd without notice.

He had heard of the bizzare events that have been occurring in Paris, a place were sad people get possessed by evil bugs and fight superheroes. It would sound insane if there wasn’t video proof.

What really was insane was the recent bounty that popped up. One that many would consider a practical joke. In fact, many thought it was done as a way to flush out greedy hitmen.

10 million Euros for Ladybug and Chat noir.

It was such a rediculous idea. Hiring an assassin to kill superheroes.

He didn’t understand why he was even bothering to check out the legitimacy of this insane bounty. Was it boredom? Perhaps hope for a challenge. He had been in this field for 20 years now, and he really wanted a way to prove himself. Not many people know it, but hitmen are arrogant egomaniacs. Reputation is as valuable as gold. If he could pull it off, then his rep would be without question.

He followed the directions to the rendezvous point, and he was shocked to see that this was legit.

In front of him stood a man in a purple suit and a silver mask, a metal briefcase in his hand. Even he knew that this was the villain of Paris, the super terrorist, Hawkmoth.

“So, it was real.” The man in the trench coat stated, an amused smile graced his face.

“I take it you are interested in the assignment.” The masked man questioned, keeping a serious face.

“I was curious about this strange bounty that popped up. Many people in my circle think it’s a set up to a sting operation.”

“Yet you came anyway?”

“I figured a cop wouldn’t be so brazen with their trap.”

Hawkmoth didn’t react to the man’s comments.

“Can I get the name of the man I’m hiring?”

“You can call me Hunter. You of all people should know the importance of a civillain identity being kept secret.” Hunter mused

Hawkmoth nodded.

“Very well. Hunter, your assignment is to get me the Miraculous of Ladybug and Chat noir, whether they are dead or alive is no concern of mine.”

Hunter looked at the villain before chuckling.

“So, your use of gloomy people has been so ineffective you needed to actually hire someone.”

Hawkmoth was not amused.

“So, if I take the job. Do I get some special equipment to deal with these freaks? Or will I be able to put a bullet in their skulls without a problem.

“The miraculous enhances their natural durability to superhuman levels. So long as their wearing the miraculous, normal weapons won’t be able to do much against them. A typical bullet would be a bug bite at worst.”

Hunter scoffed.

“Figured.”

Hawkmoth smiles.

“But, I can give you the edge you need.”

He reveals his Cane and opens the dome on top of it to reveal a black butterfly.

“A butterfly? I hope you are joking.”

“Trust me. This will be more then enough”

“Alright, show the cash. I need to make sure I aint getting stiffed.”

Hawkmoth tosses the suit case to the assassin.

He opens the case and his eyes go wide, a dark grin appears on his face.

“Let me just check to make sure its real.”

Hunter quickly pulls a bundle of bills and examines them, it was real. It was legit.

“And they say crime doesn't pay.” 

“Consider that a down payment. Should you succeed, you will be receiving payments over the course of 5 years.”

Hunter closes the case.

“I want those payments in American bills. Cant exactly stick around here spending this cash.”

“Your demands will be met. Now, shall we begin?”

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“Another quiet Patrol. Seems that Hawkmoth might have Migrated for the winter.” The cat themed costume quipped.

“I don’t trust this. Don't you find it off Chat noir? Its been over a month since the last akuma attack.” The red clad heroine commented.

“Relax Ladybug, maybe Hawkmoth felt humiliated after the 30th akumatization of Mr.Pigeon and decided to take up stamp collecting.”

Ladybug moved to the edge of the roof they were on to get a better view of the area. The night was quite peaceful, even for the city at night. Something felt very wrong.

Chat noir’s ear twitched as he picked up on something.

“Duck!”

Chat noir tackled Ladybug out of the way just barely avoiding a small incoming projectile.

“What was that?”

Ladybug looked in the direction of where the object came from.

“Roll!”

Ladybug rolled with Chat noir avoiding the next few attacks.

“What in Plagg’s name is going on!?” Chat noir questioned. Confused by the sudden attack.

The two got up.

“We need to move.” 

The two started to move across rooftops.

“Looks like Hawkmoth decided to get his lazy butt up again.”

“Chat noir Focus, this akuma is sniping at us.”

“Yea, its probably wants to capture us like with Desperada. We should avoid getting hit.”

The akuma looked away from his scope.

His clothes took the colors of the environment around him. His eyes blood red and his pupils like those of an eagle. He had a black mask cover his face, which also acted similar to his clothing. He was as stealthy as a chameleon. and as deadly as a Cobra.

“Damn, they are quicker then I expected. I guess that explains the high cost.”

He got up from his spot and stretched.

“I guess this is where the real fun begins.”

He goes into his bag to change his sniper rifle for two sleek  Desert Eagle Pistols.

“Gotta admit Hawky. You really suited me up. I can just think of a weapon and bam, I can pull it right out of my bag. I am pretty damn sure these are illegal here.”

A purple butterfly outline appeared over his eyes.

“Remember Hero Hunter, these aren't just copies. Thanks to the powers I gifted you, those weapons are lethal, even to them. That includes if they are turned on you as well.”

“Yea Yea, I am well aware of the powers. I get their magic trinkets, and take them back to you. And I can kill them if I want to.”

“Just be sure you succeed.”

“Noted.”

Hero hunter Dashed along the roof tops after the two. He was planning on doing two quick shots then clean up. But perhaps he can enjoy an up close kill.

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“We need to find a place to regroup and think of a way to handle this akuma.”

“Agreed, I hate when the akuma hides like this. It is super annoying.” Chat noir spat.

“Good thing I am not hiding.”

The two heroes stopped to see the akuma appear in front of them.

He was wearing camouflage that seemed to shift to the correct colors of his environment at will. He looked like a mix of a soldier and a game hunter. But what caught the two heroes attention were the two pistols in his hands.

“Are those guns? Like actual guns!?” Chat noir questioned in disbelief.

The akuma smirked.

“Desert Eagle. .44 Magnum. Always buy American.” He said as he pointed his gun at the cat.

“Now, hand over the miraculous, or I turn you both in to Swiss cheese.”

“Hate to tell you this, but those won't do anything to us. Got some impressive Invulnerability. At best those will be an annoy...”

Chat noir heard the click of the barrel but was caught off guard by the bullet the went through his thigh

“AGH!!!!” Chat noir Screamed as blood spilled out of the hole. He grabbed his Thigh as he fell down on one knee, reeling from the pain.

“So much for your durability.” He mocked. “Now last chance, or next shot goes through your skull.”

Ladybug felt a chill go down her spine. This was nothing like the other akuma attacks. This was a true life or death battle. Hawkmoth was playing for keeps!

He lined up his next shot for his head but his arm was snagged by a yo-yo. The sudden movement made him release his gun.

“You get away from him you monster!” Ladybug screamed in rage.

The akuma growled and turned his other hand to her, trying to shoot her.

Ladybug quickly jumped in the air, narrowly avoiding the bullets. He cursed as he realized he needed to reload.

Ladybug took this chance to scoop up Chat noir and get him out of there.

“Sneaky bug.” He muttered angrily. He was done playing nice. He didn't care if they were kids. They were making a mockery of him, and he has a reputation to maintain.

He goes into his bag and pulls out something much bigger.

“This will be perfect for Exterminating that bug.”

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“Ghhh.” Chat noir bit his lip to hold in his pain as Ladybug put pressure on the wound.

“Okay, so we have an akuma with weapons that ignore our durability.”Ladybug stated as she was trying to figure out a plan.

“Figured that one out. Thankfully, I can heal quick. I think the bleeding is stopping.” 

Chat noir managed to stand up. He grunted in pain as he kept himself standing.

“Oh no you don't. You are staying hidden until I solve this.”

“Like hell I am! You expect me to lay back and let the woman I love get shot at?! You're crazy if you think....”

Chat noir noticed Ladybug was in tears.

“Ladybug...”

“I don't want you to die Chatton! You are injured and that wound will slow you down. There is no way you can dodge bullets in your condition!”

“Ladybug... You still have miraculous healing. Once we beat the akuma, all the damage will be undone. That can't happen if you get killed. You need me out there.” Chat noir reasoned.

Ladybug could see his logic. She hated that he was right, she hated that there was a chance they could die. She hugged him. The two managing to calm their nerves after the embrace.

“Okay, but you need to be careful. I don't want you getting hurt anymore.”

“I promise, I will be alright when this is over.”

“Come out Come out Wherever you are!!”

A voice called out from a distance.

“Seems the hunter is getting impatient.” Chat noir rolled his eyes.

“Well maybe I have something to turn the tide and make the hunter the hunted.”

“Lucky Charm.”

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The Akuma sits on the roof top, his camouflage active to ensure he was hiding.

He was pretending that he was getting cocky in order to draw the two heroes out. They will be expecting an outright fight. But he had something special planned.

The two peer from their hiding place, looking around to see where he was.

‘Just a little further.’

“Where did he go? I could of sworn I heard him.” 

“Keep calm kitty, he might have a trick up his sleeve.”

‘Just pop right out.’

Chat Noir jumped out of the spot.

“Now!”

He presses the button in his hand.

A sting pulls chat noir back just barely avoiding the exploding mine.

“Damn it!” The akuma cursed.

“Nice try, we figured you would try something like that. And now we know where you are. So quit the chameleon act.

The akuma revealed himself and had his arms up.

“Alright. You caught me. I have been outsmarted.”

Ladybug could see that the man was clearly lying through his teeth, he was reaching for something.

“Its a trap.”

The man revealed a massive Gun and aimed it at them.

“Bye bye.”

The akuma let loose a storm of bullets from his automatic machine gun.

Chat noir began spinning his Staff as fast as he could to block the bullets. Ladybug used the opportunity to slick away.

“I never get to use these. They are so much fun!” The akuma roars with laughter. His bullets not as accurate as before with the powerful gun shooting off rapid fire.

Chat noir managed to block a majority of the bullets but he was getting knocked and hit by a few missed ones, He was starting to getting much bloodier and his baton was slowing down. He was biting his lip to avoid screaming in pain. These bullets hurt like hell.

“You’re finished you mangy mongrel.”

He felt something his his hands.

“What the heck.

“He looked up to see Ladybug.

He pointed his gun upward and began firing. A few bullets managed to connect as she was in the air.

“GHH!” She groaned in pain as she rolled from the landing.

“Nice try Bug. But now your going to be exterminated.”

He pointed the gun at her.

“Ladybug!” Chat noir cried out as he tried to move.

Click

“Out of ammo. No matter, I still have ammunition in my pistols and with how weak you two are, it will be easy pickings.” He boasted as he tried to drop his empty gun. But he couldn't.

“Wait... I can't let go of my gun!”

Ladybug smirked as she revealed the super glue she had on her person, she tossed it aside used her Yo-Yo to circle around his legs and tripped him. His pistols and duffel bag flew off of him as he was helpless to get them.

“You got to be kidding me!” He screamed in frustration.

“Chat noir, the bag!”

The cat slowly stumbled to the bag. Ladybug took notice of the dozens of holes in his body, the cat had managed to protect his vital organs, but his body was bloody and he would die from blood loss if the healing didn't happen soon.

“Hurry Chat!”

“Cata...clysm...” Chat noir called out in a weak voice as he fell forward. Touching the bag with his hand, turning it black and causing it to crumble. The black butterfly popped out.

“No!” The akuma shouted.

Ladybug untangled her yo-yo and went to snag the akuma.

“Time to de-evilize.”

She snagged the akuma with her Yo-Yo and purified it. This resulted in the akuma reverting back into his normal form.

“Chat, the akuma is down! Chat?”

She looks to see a large puddle of red liquid pooling around him.

Ladybug looked away, she couldn't freeze up right now. She needed to cast healing.

“Miraculous ladybug!”

She tossed the glue container into the air and she watched as her powers activate.

The damage to the environment vanished, and the pool of blood around chat noir vanished. Ladybug’s leg healed instantly.

“Chat!” She ran to the cat hero, who was still laying face down in the ground.

“Its alright Chat noir. I fixed everything. You are all fixed up.”

The de-akumatized hitman noticed the hero was distracted. He quietly made his way toward his bag. He had some things in there that would not give him plausible deniability over this whole mess.

“Chatton?” Ladybug touched his cheek and noticed he felt cold. She frantically began checking for a pulse.

“No... no no no... We... we won. This shouldn't.”

The assassin slicked away as the hero desperately tried to revive her partner.

“I wonder if hawkmoth will pay for half the job done?”

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Is Chat Noir Alive? Is he dead?

As my birthday gift @masked-bixch is the one that gets the final say!

I will write the ending after I get the response from her.

It is her birthday gift, she should get to decide how it all ends.