#and lin's pink lips?!?!

[springtyme]

If you’re still looking for Steve requests, would you be willing to write Steve who’s sick asf but later has a date planned with R but when she sees him she obvs takes him home and takes care of him

𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 ♡

Steve Harrington x reader || Main masterlist || Steve playlist

summary: Your first date with Steve doesn’t end up going exactly as he had planned.

word count: 2k

𝐎𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞: 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟐) 𝐒𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐃𝐚𝐲

“You look like shit,” Robin says deadpanned, her arms crossed as she leans against the counter, her expression half-teasing, half-concerned. 

“Gee, thanks, Rob,”Steve replies, trying to sound normal, but failing miserably as fatigue and hoarseness clings to his voice like a thick fog. He rubs the back of his neck, feeling the heat radiating off his skin. The fluorescent lights in Family Video seem excessively bright today, and every time a customer opens the door, the sound of the bell makes his head throb and the rush of fresh air makes him shiver.

He had woken up feeling like a truck had run him over, his throat scratchy, head pounding, and every bone in his body aching. Had he woken up feeling like this on any other day, he would have called in sick; but if he did that, it would mean actually admitting that he was sick, and then he would have to call you and cancel your date later, which was absolutely out of the question. 

He had worked out the nerve to ask you out for so long that the idea of backing out now makes his stomach twist with anxiety. He doesn’t understand how he did it so easily in high school. Back then, talking to girls felt like second nature to him, but then he grew up, became less of an asshole and the glitz and glamour of ‘King Steve’ and teenage confidence faded into something far more complicated.

It also dosen’t help the one person he’s been crushing on for ages. Your laughter dances in his memory, a melody that both soothes and torments him. You’re smart, kind, and effortlessly cool; the kind of person who lights up a room without even trying.

Robin raises an eyebrow, the look on her face tells Steve that she isn’t convinced. “Seriously, Harrington, you should just call it a day and go home.”

“I’m fine,” he insists, despite the fact that his body is screaming at him to go home and curl up under a mountain of blankets. 

· · · · ·   

You stand in front of the mirror in the staff bathroom of the café, smoothing down the fabric of your outfit as you check your makeup one last time. Your shift ended a little while ago, but Steve is supposed to come by and pick you up soon after his own shift at Family Video. The anticipation of seeing him makes your heart flutter.

You’ve been replaying the moment Steve asked you out in your head—his slight stammer, the way he ran his fingers through his hair, clearly anxious yet hopeful. It was cute. You could still picture the way his eyes lit up when you said yes, how the corner of his mouth twitched into that adorable smile of his, bright and boyish. 

As you stand there putting on a layer of lip gloss, a soft knock on the door breaks you from your reverie. “Hey, I think your date is here!” Lin, your co-worker, call out, her voice laced with light-hearted mischief. You can hear the smile in her tone.

“Thanks, I’ll be right out!” you reply, capping the tube of gloss and throwing it into your purse, taking a final glance in the mirror before you step out of the bathroom.

As you walk into the main café area, your eyes immediately land on Steve. He’s leaning against the counter, one hand fiddling with his keys, his other holding a bouquet of pink lilies that stands out against the muted tones of the café. The sight makes you smile to yourself.

You navigate through the café, a calm kind of excitement bubbling in your stomach. He catches your eye just as you reach him, but as you get closer, your smile falters slightly. You can’t help but notice the slight paleness of his complexion and how the usual brightness of his honey brown eyes is dulled.

“Hey,” you say, trying to mask your concern with a playful tone as you glimpse the flowers. “Are those for me?”

“Uh, yeah,” he stammers, almost sheepish as he offers you the bouquet, “yeah, they are for you.”

You take the flowers, inhaling their sweet fragrance, and your heart swells. “Thank you, they’re beautiful.”

His smile is earnest, but you catch the hint of a wince as he shifts on his feet.

“Of course,” he replies, a little too quickly, and you immediately pick up on the way his voice cracks slightly.

You take a closer look at him, worry settling in your chest like a weight. “Steve, are you okay?”

He chuckles softly, attempting to brush it off. “Yeah… yeah, I’m great.”

You raise an eyebrow, not feeling fully convinced, but you smile as he leads you out of the café and into the mild autumn air. The moment you step outside, the sunset casts a warm golden light, painting the world in hues of orange and pink. But despite the beauty around you, your attention stays focused on him.

As you walk side by side towards his car, a comfortable silence falls between you, but it’s punctured by Steve’s occasional cough, each one making your heart sink a little more. 

“Steve,” you say gently, your voice dropping to a soft, yet serious tone. “Are you sure you’re alright?”

He force a chuckle, his voice raspy and strained. “Yeah… I’m just a little under the weather. It’s nothing, really.” 

You don’t buy it for a second. You know him well enough to see the way his usually bright eyes are glazed over with fatigue. The way he keeps shivering, despite the mild autumn air. You can see the pale cast to his skin and the way his hand shakes as he reaches for the passenger door to let you into his car.  

���Steve, you’re sick,” you state, your tone firm, your hand reaching out to touch his forehead which is warm to the touch. 

He glances away, and you notice how he rubs a hand over his tired eyes as if trying to wipe away the exhaustion. “I didn’t want to cancel on you. I’ve been looking forward to this all week.”

Your heart flutters, but it’s quickly replaced by a surge of protectiveness. You take a step closer, tilting your head slightly to meet his gaze. “Steve, I appreciate that, but I really think you need rest.”

He opens his mouth to protest, but before he can say anything, you interject, “How about this: I take you home, and we can have a cozy night in instead? I can whip up some soup or something.”

The suggestion hangs in the air. You can see the internal struggle on his face—whether he should stick to the plan he’d anticipated or succumb to the reality of how he truly feels. Finally, he nods. “That does sound nice. But can I still take you out on a real date when I’m feeling better?” His voice is barely above a whisper, but the sincerity in his eyes reminds you how much he values your time together.

“Definitely,” you reply, your own smile returning. “Now come on, let’s get you home.” You put out your hand, gesturing for him to hand over his car keys. He hesitates for a moment, looking between you and the keys in his palm, but the warmth in your eyes encourages him. With a resigned sigh, he hands them over.

You slide into the driver’s seat, glancing over at him once you’re both settled in, and your heart squeezes at the sight. He’s leaning back against the headrest, eyelids drooping slightly as he battles against another wave of exhaustion.

“Want me to turn on some music?” you ask, trying to lighten the mood as you pull out of the parking lot.

“Sure, but maybe something a bit soft,” he replies, his voice still strained, though he offers you a small smile. You nod and switch on the radio, letting the soothing melodies fill the car as you drive through the quiet town.

Occasionally, you look over and check on him from the corner of your eye. He’s still pale, and you can see how he shivers slightly in his  seat. Guilt twists in your stomach at the thought that he’d pushed himself just to spend time with you.

The short drive feels like it takes ages, but you finally pull up in front of his house. Steve glances over at you, a hint of reluctance in his gaze. “You don’t...you really don’t have to do this, you know. I can just—”

“Steve, it’s happening. You’re not winning this argument today,” you cut him off playfully, adding a grin to soften your words. He chuckles weakly, appreciating the stubbornness in your tone.

After a second, he nods and climbs out of the car, the effort seeming to cost him. You rush around to help him, looping his arm around your shoulder for support as you lead him inside. Once inside, you help him settle onto the couch, fluffing a few pillows behind his back so he can lean comfortably. “You just sit tight,” you order gently. “I’ll get started on that soup.”

You head to the kitchen, happy to find enough ingredients for a simple chicken noodle. As you chop vegetables and toss everything into the pot, you can’t help but glance back toward the living room now and then.

After a while, the delicious aroma of simmering soup fills the air, a comforting weight that envelops the space. You serve it up in two bowls, bringing them back to the living room.

“Dinner is served,” you announce, adopting a playful tone as you hand him a bowl, the steam swirling up from the broth.

He takes it gratefully, voicing his gratitude before he takes a spoonful of the soup, the tension in his shoulders seems to ease just a bit. You take a seat next to him, and the two of you settle into a comfortable quiet, the sound of spoons clinking against the ceramic filling the space between you.

“See? Not such a bad idea, right?” you say, giving him a gentle smile as his eyes lock with yours. 

“Not at all,” he replies, his mouth curling into a genuine smile that somehow seems to illuminate the weariness in his eyes. “You might just be my new favorite person.”

You roll your eyes playfully, but your heart flutters nonetheless. “Just wait until I force you to watch a rom-com later.”

“Who doesn’t love a rom-com?” he laughs, but it’s cut short by a rough cough that rattles through him. You frown, reaching over to gently place your hand on his forehead again, your palm feeling the rise and fall of his fever.

“You still need to rest,” you remind him softly, and he nods, a hint of vulnerability crossing his features. He takes another sip of soup, his movements slower, as if savoring not just the meal, but the warmth radiating from your presence.

“Thanks for taking care of me,” he murmurs, looking at you with a depth of gratitude that sends your heart racing. “I really didn’t want to let you down.”

“Steve, you could never let me down,” you say earnestly. 

The sincerity in your voice hangs in the air between you, a thread of understanding weaving deeper into the fabric of your relationship. He finishes his soup, and as the bowls lay empty on the coffee table, he leans back a little more against the couch, closing his eyes.

You grab a blanket that is hanging over the armrest of the couch and drape it over the two of you, feeling the warmth radiating from his body touch yours. “I’ll stay here with you,” you whisper, brushing back a strand of hair from his forehead.

“Thank you,” he says with a contented sigh, he nestles in further, his hand finding yours on the couch. And as you sit together, the simplicity of sharing warmth, soup, and presence erases the worry as evening turns into night, the world outside fading away.

[glorysbox]

bihan x afab!reader (no pronouns used)

wc: 1.1k

warnings: explicitly 18+, bihan is mean, slight mention of power imbalance, slightly possessive bihan, coming inside, brief breeding mention at the end

Your Grandmaster is stressed.

It’s evident in the way his hips snap into your own, his cock buried in the warmth of your sex. Evident in the way he has little regard for your feelings or your own pleasure—clearly displayed in the cruel way he fucks into you and the punishingly cold grip that he has on your body. It stings—the icy feeling of his fingertips dug into the flesh of your hips.

“You belong under me,” his voice is low and even, nearly drowned out by the obscenely wet sounds that have you clenching tightly around him. “Be glad that you have this opportunity.”

You don’t respond. It’s not like you can, anyway—your face is buried into the mat of the floor, lips bitten as you desperately try to prevent any moans that Bi-han forces out of you. Your wetness pools around the base of his cock, sticky strings breaking with each pull out of you and reforming with each brutal push inside of you. It dribbles down, down your thighs, staining the mat under the both of you. Messy enough to be clinging to his balls and painting his thighs. Had you not been turned away from him—face down and ass up—you’d be able to notice the way he’s struggling to hold back the noises that threaten to escape his throat. You’d be able to see the way he bites his lip; see the way that his eyebrows are so tightly drawn together and see the way his cheeks are painted a rosy shade of pink. There’s a reason why he only fucks you from behind.

You are glad, though. It’s beyond you why Bi-han has taken such a liking to specifically you—despite being Lin Kuei, you perform significantly worse than your peers and struggle to keep up with the intensive training that you’re all forced to endure every day. It’s clear that he only keeps you around for one reason. Stress relief.

There’s a part of him that secretly relishes in the way you’re so much weaker than he is.

Bi-han doesn’t ever touch you. Doesn���t truly ever lay claim to your body through possessive touches as much as you secretly would like—but you don’t complain. You never complain. The fact that your Grandmaster comes to you of all people to relieve his stress is enough—and you do your best to help him. You really do. It’s not shown on his face, evident in his words or displayed in his actions, but Bi-han does truly enjoy how easily you bend to his will. He finds himself reveling in how easily controlled you are—and you don’t mind. You never do. It’s okay for him to use you… he is your Grandmaster, after all.

Cold fingers snake their way up your body, resting on your back—dipping in the center to push you further towards the ground. You shudder. Bi-han, for once, decides to not be (so) rough with you. This time, he won’t bury your face into the mat and grip your hair and force you to take the brutal pace of his cock until you’re cumming all over him. He’s in a good mood today.

Bi-han takes advantage of the way he’s forced you to arch under him, his cock drilling into you faster and a tad bit harder than before—the loud noises of your arousal probably audible to anyone who’d walk by the room. You can’t help but whine at this. It’s unintentional. Something that you can’t hold back… usually, you’re better at keeping yourself quiet. Bi-han likes it when you’re quiet. That’s what you thought, at least.

“Who’s your Grandmaster?” Bi-han’s hand grips your hair, pulling you back and forcing your neck to crane. He’s not feeling so benevolent anymore. His pace increases, his cock pumping inside of you harshly enough to the point where you can’t help but moan. He makes an effort to tilt his hips ever so slightly—the blunt tip of his cock rubbing alongside the spots he knows makes you cream around him. For someone that claims to only care for his own pleasure… he knows your body very, very well. Your walls flutter and clench around his cock, hands clawing at the mat below you as his grip in your hair tightens. His tone is gravelly—low—and you find a strong feeling of need throbbing in your lower body at the sound of his voice. “Say it. Don’t disappoint me.”

You could never dream of it.

“B—Bi-han…” Your voice comes out as a long, drawn out whine. You’re usually more mindful of your volume—but the feeling of him pressing into you like this, so relentlessly—you can’t help it. Hands gripping the mat to steady yourself, there’s nothing to stop the sounds that you make from escaping. You try to bite your lip—but he just presses deeper into you. Making you whine more. Your body trembles under him—legs shaking—as he draws back to plunge further into you especially roughly.

Bi-han is starting to find that he doesn’t mind listening to the sound of you moaning under him like this.

“You belong to me,” he reiterates, his hand moving from your hair towards the junction of your legs. Cool fingertips make their way towards the bud in between your legs—two of his fingers rubbing your clit in soft circles, a stark contrast to the punishing pace that he’s set for you. “No other man can have you like this. Say it.”

“Y—yours,” your words come out in babbles, barely intelligible as you struggle—squirming and writhing under him as he toys with your clit and drills inside of you. “Yours—I’m—”

The feeling is too much. His cold fingers ghosting along your clit—the other hand gripping your hips harshly enough to leave bruises. It doesn’t take a long time for your squirming to become borderline uncontrollable; matching the way your walls flutter and tighten around him like a vice and matching the way your cream and arousal stain his cock. Bi-han fucks you through it. He always does—more focused on finishing himself than having any regard for you—his hips stuttering at the feeling of you creaming around him and his grip on your hip tightening even more.

He stuffs his cock inside of you, burying himself to the hilt—leaving no space between the both of you. You can feel his seed leaking inside of you—it’s warm, and hot, and unfamiliar.

“You’ll give me a son.” He tells you, voice akin to a demand as his grip on your hips keeps you in place.

Who are you to deny your Grandmaster?

[yanderestarangel]

If you’re available for requests, can you write the trio ninjas (Bi-Han, Kuai Liang, and Tomas) having a praise kink?

HEADKANONS MK1 | TRIO LIN KUEI | PRAISE KINK + SUB CONCEPT

TW: praise kink, degradation, sub!trio lin kuei, v!sex, spanking, pet names, daddykink/mommykink, afab reader, bi han has a succubus tattoo, objectification, exhibitionism, stimulation, overstimulation, extreme submission, dom!reader, smut, nsfw, blowjob, rope sex, semi public sex, no pronouns used other than "you".

A/N: I love requests to make them sub!boys, thanks for the idea anon<3

୧ ♡ ୨ BI HAN | SUB ZERO ୧ ♡ ୨

He's a bitch for compliments. Bi Han is an extreme sub, he only has the strength and posture of a dominant leader within the Lin Kuei, but in bed... He moans in need of praise, for an approval that can only come from you.

Bi Han loves hearing how well he is doing, regardless of whether he is the bottom or the top, he just wants to hear your voice saying that he is a good boy.

He will follow all your orders, if you want him to suck your pussy, he will. If you want him to fuck you slowly and don't tell him to cum, he'll hold back his cum, even if the grip on his balls is unbearable. If you want to bang him from behind, he'll stick his ass up like a slut and let you treat him however you want, just to receive your compliments.

He loves thrusting into your pussy and looking deep into your eyes, moaning like a trembling mess and holding himself back so he doesn't cum in your pussy.

"-Am I a good boy? Please I'm a good boy okay? Mmm... Please... Just say I'm your good boy."

"-Fuck me harder. I'm your little slut, your toy to use."

"-Aah- fuck... I want to cum, I-I can't do it anymore please."

"-Just fuck me, use my dick for your pleasure Daddy/Mommy... I'm your dumb boy in need of your little pussy in me... please"

He needs constant approval in bed, even crying if you don't let him cum if he's a good boy - within his parameters, because after all, you're in charge of him -

⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ ☆ㅤ ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯

"With a strength that matches your dominance, Bi Han lifts you up in his arms, positioning himself between your legs. As he thrusts into your tight, wet pussy, a gasp of pleasure escapes his lips. "-I'll be a good boy... I'll fuck you like you deserve... You're my master.."

⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ ☆ㅤ ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯

𖥻 Bonus: He has a succubus tattoo on his belly, with tribal details in pink, every time you tease him and he blushes heavily, after all you said it would look good on him so he did it. Bi Han will bury his head in the sheets while you praise/degrade him for being so naughty, while his dick was drooled by your pussy - he also likes spanking... in this case he will want to be spanked and marked by you - He likes to be tied up and punished, whether it's you stimulating his dick and balls with some erotic oil, while praising him for not cumming, even though the cum gets your hands dirty, while Bi Han salivates and whimpers wanting to be fucked soon. Or, spanking his ass, for cumming in your pussy without your permission, while he apologized and promised not to disappoint you next time.

୧ ♡ ୨ TOMAS VRBADA | SMOKE ୧ ♡ ୨

He loves serving you, he loves being a good boy. Tomas is the type of man who is submissive to the extreme, in and out of the bedroom, but especially in bed. He likes to be praised by you, he likes to deserve cum and for you to play rough with him.

However, he is a big boy, that is, he loves your praise, he practically lives to be praised like a needy puppy. He'll walk around looking for you with big blue doe eyes when he wakes up with a hard dick, soon finding you and blushing shyly, trying to find the right words to express himself, even though you were literally married - but he didn't need to explain himself with a twenty centimeter bulge in sweatpants -

He also likes to be denied an orgasm, he loves it when you remove your pussy from his dick when you see his face contort with pleasure. Tomas whimpers, shaking his hips to try and find your warmth again, but you hold his neck in place, making him beg even more, if you ask who your good boy is, he'll roll his eyes in pleasure while biting his bottom lip, burying his dick deeper inside you.

"-Tomas is your good boy, Daddy/Mommy."

"-Tomas is your needy boy... completely at your mercy."

"-Yes, please... I want to cum again. I want you to make me cum Daddy/Mommy Ah-"

"-Please... ride me, use me as you wish."

⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ ☆ㅤ ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯

"His muscles ripple beneath your hands as you hold onto his chest, his moans harmonizing with yours. His own voice grows louder. "-Oh, Daddy/Mommy... You feel so... incredible. So tight and wet... all for me." He meets your movements with his own, driving himself deeper into you, each thrust sending waves of ecstasy coursing through his body."P-Please praise me... I want to be your good boy... I need your approval... Your touch is driving me wild... I want to come for you... Please..."

⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ ☆ㅤ ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯

𖥻 Bonus: Tomas likes to have sex in semi-public places, a desire to be shown to the world as the good boy he is, he wants to be reduced to just a moaning mess with his cock fully cumming in your pussy, while everyone watches the two of you , especially him, who would moan like a needy slut.

୧ ♡ ୨ KUAI LIANG | SCORPION ୧ ♡ ୨

Damn Kuai Liang lives for praise from you, he is submissive outside and in the bedroom, doing acts of service for you and looking for signs of adoration or recognition on your face. He will let you do whatever you want with him, he just wants you to recognize that he is a great husband and that he can satisfy you in all aspects of life, whether sexual or not.

But if you recognize him, and praise him, this man will practically cry with happiness, especially if you praise how good his cock buries inside you and how thick his cock is, making Kuai moan loudly and cum in time record was his weak point.

He likes to be tied up and blindfolded, his dick would already ooze pre-semen, even without you touching him, he would beg to be touched or used by you right away, pushing his hips in the air looking for contact with something and sighing in frustration, especially because of you. provoking and encouraging him even more, calling him a "good boy", "my prince", "my pretty boy." would be the poor man's undoing by making him try to free himself from the ropes, but it would be impossible, after all, he tied the knots himself.

"-I'm your pretty boy, your good boy."

"-Yes, yes, I'm your g- fuck- your beautiful, good boy who loves fucking you."

"-Does this feel good daddy/mommy? I want you come above my dick..."

⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ ☆ㅤ ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯

"Kuai Liang savored every sensation as he moved within you, the friction between your bodies building a crescendo of pleasure. He hungrily devoured your pussy, his tongue flicking and swirling, drawing out the most exquisite sighs and moans from your lips. "-You feel so good. I... I'm going to cum... for you master... F-Fuck... I Just yours..." His movements grew more urgent, his thrusts becoming deeper and harder as he surrendered to his own desires. The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed through the room, a harmonious melody of lust. "-P-Praise me... I want to be your good boy... I need your approval... Your touch Ah- Fucking hell- I just love your pussy... I want to make you cum Daddy/Mommy... can I please fill you with my cum? please I promise to make you c-cum."

⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ ☆ㅤ ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯

𖥻 Bonus: He likes to have his hair pulled by you, especially when he sucks your pussy, looking at you while he masturbates with his other hand. Kuai Liang also likes to be overstimulated i.e. praise him while he fucks your pussy and also stick a vibrator in his prostate, he will practically go crazy - he also likes to have sex while you use a collar on him, pulling him deeper of your valued heat, even though his dick is all cummed, he's still hard and pushing into you -

©YANDERESTARANGEL 2023

[starrluvs]

summary: bi han thirst because i need him carnally ... so it's just pwp

cw: bi han being a meanie (he calls reader a whore once or twice), dom/sub undertones, piv, afab reader, degradation, dumbification, lowercase intended, minors shoo pls and ty ^^ , i think thats about it!

wc: 551

a/n: this is basically my first post here. so i think whoring out for bi han is a suitable introduction... enjoy <3 ! (also looking for some mutuals on here ^^)

all you were able to do was whine into the mattress as your lover pounded into you from behind. the fierce impact of his thrusts jerked both you and the bed forward, showing a display of his brute strength and causing the headboard to clash against the wall with his rhythm. 

“bi-han..!” his name was the only coherent thing that could roll off your tongue along with a few pleads of telling the cryomancer to slow down, which only resulted in your head being pushed further into the mattress with a strong, cold grip. “you’re in no place to make orders,” bi-han’s violent thrusts come to a halt and you take the opportunity to catch your breath, “you are meant to obey and take what you are given by your grandmaster, is that understood?” you glance back at him as best as you could with his hand still holding your face down. he looked absolutely beautiful…

his hair was out of its usual bun and was now a disheveled mess that fell to his shoulders with strands sticking to his forehead, and the tip of his ears were tinted with a flush of pink. Knowing only you could see your grandmaster like this made you feel like you had truly won in life. “y-yes, grandmaster…” to no surprise, your obedience caused him to let out a satisfied groan. 

without any more wasted time, bi-han places both of his rough, frosted hands on your hips once again– hard. –and you were sure you were going to see bruises on your skin the next morning that were left on all the places he touched you.

that violent force of his thrusts had returned, except this time he pressed his bigger frame against your back, moving close enough to hover his lips right above your ear. “being used like this…” his breath was cold against your heated skin, letting out occasional groans, “...it’s a privilege to serve and submit to the lin kuei’s grandmaster. isn’t that right, my love?” hearing all the sounds he made along with his deep voice has your mind spinning and unable to concentrate. Perhaps you were truly drunk on his cock– which is something you were used to during your time with bi-han.

as hard as you tried, you couldn't muster a proper response out of your mouth, which was currently hung open with your tongue lolled out, making bi-han scoff. “such a pathetic mess beneath me. are you going to answer my question..?” he licked the lobe of your ear and bit it lightly, “..or do i have to put you in your place?” a shiver runs up your spine… but you couldnt tell if it was due to his threat, or from the close contact he’s been keeping with you. You were able to feel bi-han sharpen his thrusts on purpose, making you squeal out louder than before. “i’m.. honored to serve you, grandmaster,” the words trembled as they left your mouth. but hey, it was the effort that mattered.

you hear bi-han chuckle and hum in what sounds like approval.

 “so my little whore can speak, hm?” for some reason you couldn't exactly read his tone…

“perhaps i may have to go a bit harder, then.”

well shit… Your body was going to hate you the next morning.

[crybabycinna]

Fuck and make up (smut)

Sugar mama Lin Beifong x sugar baby reader

Summary: you get to finally wear that pink lingerie you bought (also guys…wtf do I even call this series I’m trying to put this on AO3 but you know I need a name for this shit 😭

After dinner and a couple of drinks Lin and I made our way back to my room. Once in my room Lin locked the door then pushed me up against it. Her lips immediately attacked my neck and I let out a soft sigh. “Lin.” I whined as she sucked on my neck. My eyes widened as I remembered the lingerie I packed. “Wait, wait.” I said. Lin pulled away. “What’s wrong?” Lin asked. “Sit on the bed and close your eyes.” I said. Lin stepped back then sat on the bed and sighed. “Close your eyes.” I told her. Lin did as told. “Thank you baby.” I said and went to my bag.

I pulled out the pink lingerie and rushed off to the bathroom to go change. I put on the outfit but I didn’t put on the leash I wanted Lin to put it on for me. I fixed up my hair then took a deep breath before I stepped out of the bathroom. “Ok you can open your eyes.” I told her as I stood in the doorway. Lin opened her eyes then turned towards me. “Do you like it?” I asked her. “I do, you look absolutely beautiful. Come here.” Lin said. I walked over to her. “There’s one more thing to this outfit that I think you’ll like.” I said. “Oh really what’s that?” Lin asked.

I showed her the leash. “Oh you’re right I do like this.” Lin laughed. “This is one of the outfits I bought while I was out with Asami.” I said. “One of the outfits? There’s another?” Lin asked. “Of course there is. You’d think I really only buy one?” I asked. “Did you pack the other one?” Lin asked. “Nope. I’m saving that one.” I said. “I can’t wait to see that one but for now I’ll enjoy this one.” Lin said and pulled me into her lap. I kissed Lin’s neck this time I’ll leave marks on her. She’s all mine. She let out little whines as I sucked on her neck.

I pulled away to admire my work and smirked. “Don’t be so proud of yourself brat.” Lin said. I playfully rolled my eyes. Lin smacked my ass and I yelped. “Lay down and spread your legs for me.” Lin told me. I quickly got off her lap and laid on the bed. I scrambled to take off my underwear and get comfortable. She climbed on top of me and pulled down my bra. Lin immediately sucked on my left nipple then tugged at my right one. My toes started curling as I became a moaning mess under her. “Fuck Lin.” I whined. The feeling of her tongue swirling around my nipple drove me crazy.

I tugged at her silver hair and arched my back. “More please.” I begged. She removed her mouth from my left nipple. “Be patient brat.” Lin said. “But I need you daddy, it’s been a while.” I whined. “I know but let me take my time.” Lin said. “Daddy please.” I begged. “Turn over, ass up.” Lin said and got off of me. I turned on my stomach and raised my ass. “Since you wanna be an inpatient brat I have to teach you a lesson.” Lin told me. “I’m sorry daddy I just need you so bad.” I whined. “I don’t care what you want.” Lin said and smacked my ass harshly. “Fuck!” I cried out and gripped the bed sheets. “You take what I give you. Do you understand?” Lin asked and smacked my ass.

“Yes I understand!” I cried out. “Good girl, now behave.” Lin said. “Yes daddy.” I said. “You’re so wet you’ve started to make a mess on the sheets,” she ran her finger through my fold. I let out a sigh. Lin slid her finger inside of me and slowly pumped in and out. “Daddy.” I whimpered. “What? Is this not enough for you? Do you want me to stop?” Lin asked. “No! Please no! I need you please.” I begged. “Fuck my finger.” Lin growled. I started to move my hips back at a fast pace to feel pleasure.

I started to rub my clit as I fucked myself. “Feels so good daddy.” I moaned. “Do you want me to add another finger?” Lin asked. “I want all three of your fingers please.” I begged. “You think you can take em again?” Lin asked. “Yes daddy I can.” I said. Lin slipped her other two fingers inside me. “Nice and full brat?” Lin asked. “Yes.” I moaned. She started pumping all three of her thick fingers inside of me. “Feels so good daddy.” I whined and tried to match her pace as best as I could. “Such a pretty little whore stuffed with my fingers, you’d look better with my cock inside of you but my fingers will do.” Lin said.

“I brought it, I was hoping you’d come.” I moaned. “Good girl.” Lin told me. I felt her remove my hand from my clit and replaced it with her mouth. I bit the pillow as she sucked on it. My moans muffled as she fucked me. Her fingers just kept hitting the right spot deep inside of me. I let go of the pillow as I could feel my orgasm building. “I’m so close, don’t stop!” I cried out. I’m sure everyone in the house can hear us but I don’t care. I wildly moved my hips as I chased my orgasm. “Fuck!” I cried out. My body trembled as I orgasmed all over Lin’s finger. She slowly pulled them out then put them towards my mouth. I sucked and licked her fingers clean. “Good girl, now where is my strap?” Lin asked. “In my bag.” I said and collapsed onto the bed to give my legs a minute to recover.

I heard Lin rustling around in my bag for a minute. “Of course you pick this one.” Lin said. “It feels so good, how can I not pick it?” I asked. I packed a dark green dildo that was curved just right to hit my g-spot and it fills me up so good. Lin got back into the bed. “Sit up.” She told me. I did as told even though sitting on my knees was killing me. Lin grabbed the leash off of the bed and put it on me. “Is it too tight?” Lin asked me. I shook my head no. “Good, now on your back I wanna see your pretty face when I fuck you.” Lin told me. I laid down and spread my legs for her then Lin got in between my legs. “You have such a pretty little pussy.” Lin told me as she rubbed the toy against my slit.

My eyes fluttered closed. “Daddy please.” I said. “Open your eyes.” Lin said softly. I opened my eyes and looked up at her. “Keep your eyes open, I want you to watch me as I fuck you.” Lin growled as she pushed her cock deep inside me. “Daddy,” my back slightly arched off the bed. “So pretty with my cock inside of you.” Lin said. I moaned at her words. The moment she put my legs over her shoulder she started at a brutal pace. “Lin!” I cried out. “This is what you wanted, isn't it slut?” Lin asked. I couldn’t even respond, my mind went blank being filled with so much pleasure. “I asked you a question.” Lin growled and tugged at my leash. “Yes!” I cried out. “Good girl, you answer when I speak to you.” Lin said.

I gripped the bedsheets and did my best to keep eye contact with Lin but it’s so hard to do. “Tell me how good you feel.” Lin said and tugged at my leash again. “I feel so good daddy, you make me feel so good, please don’t stop.” I begged her. The sound of skin slapping and my moans filled the air. This is gonna be a bit embarrassing in the morning but we’ll deal with that later. “Turn over.” Lin commanded and let go of my legs. I did as told and she slapped my ass. “You just love spanking me.” I moaned. “Brats like you need to be spanked.” Lin said and spanked me again. “I’ve been a good girl.” I said. “Oh don’t lie now,” there was a harsh slap to my ass.

“Fuck!” I cried out. “You’ve been a very bad girl, you made me come all the way down here to come and get you.” Lin said and there was another harsh smack to my ass. I groaned. “You wouldn’t have to come and get me if you just came with me.” I said. “Since you wanna keep acting like a brat I’m just gonna have to punish you.” Lin growled. She kept slapping my ass harder and harder. I cried out louder and louder with each hit. Lin slammed back inside of me. “Daddy!” I cried out. She pushed my face down into the mattress and the sounds of sex resumed into the room. “Such a fucking brat but it’s ok daddy will fix that.” Lin said.

I felt myself tighten around the toy, her roughness was driving me crazy. Everything felt so good. I’m glad I actually waited it out to have sex with her. This feels incredible. “You’re so wet, making a mess all over my cock.” Lin said and rubbed at my clit again. “Daddy I’m so close.” I moaned. “You’re gonna cum for me?” Lin asked. “Yes daddy! I wanna cum for you. Please let me cum for you, please daddy please.” I begged her. “Cum for daddy.” Lin growled into my ear. I let out a loud moan as my body shook. When I came brown from my high Lin kissed all over my back.

“You did so good for me baby.” Lin said as she slowly pulled out. She laid me down carefully on my side as I recovered. “I’ll be right back, I’m gonna start the shower ok. Do you need anything?” Lin asked. I shook my head no. It didn’t take too long for Lin to come back to pick me up and take me to the shower. The hot water relaxed my body then she washed my body then washed hers. When she finished we got out and she dried off my body then dressed me for bed. “Are you alright?” Lin asked as I laid down. “I’m fine.” I said. “Are you sure? Did I spank you too hard?” Lin asked. “No, I'm just fine. Everything was amazing.” I said. “Good.” Lin said. “Your clothes are in the second bag I brought.” I said.

I watched her put on her tank top then gray sweats. “Wait, what about you?” I asked. “What about me?” Lin asked. “You didn’t get to cum.” I said. “Making you cum is good enough for me.” Lin said as she crawled into the bed next to me. “You sure?” I asked. “I’m sure and I can’t believe you really packed a second bag with clothes for me.” Lin said. “I packed for you because I was hoping you would change your mind and come.” I said. “I’m glad I changed my mind.” Lin said. “Me too.” I said and laid my head on her chest. “So what did you mean again by being worse than your sister?” Lin asked. “Lin.” I groaned. “Also how do you get on my ass about not telling you about my sister but you didn’t tell me about yours?” Lin asked.

“Because everyone else knows your sister no one knows mine so I thought it was rude that you didn’t tell me.” I said. “Asami doesn’t even know your sister?” Lin asked. “Nope. I keep that shit all to myself.” I said. “Fair.” Lin said. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you about my sister.” I said. “I’m sorry too.” Lin said. “Now can we kiss and make up?” I asked. “Baby we already fucked and made up.” Lin said. I tried not to laugh and just shook my head.

[risingsoleil]

Imagine Lin calling tenzin master while he was training with korra and he got super hard and needed to fuck her right there right know but suddenly korra decided not to be lazy today and wanted to train more😂😂😂😂

Let's set the scene!

Lin has reunited with him on his search for airbenders.

Something a little different and with EXTRA SPICE 🔥🔥🌶️🌶️

Tenzin is so annoyed he's been reduced to practically....a...a...burlesque dancer! And Lin agreed that he should be the star of the talent show!

He sent her a glare before he ripped his robes off in front of everyone. Hmph. The entire time he can feel her eyes staring and appreciating every flex of his muscle as he shows off his airbending skills to the crowd. If she gets turned on by this, he's going to play hard to get.

No one still wants to be an airbender.

So he tells Korra that they're going to train.

"Whaat?! We already did it earlier!"

"A performance doesn't count as training."

"Tenziiiiiiiiin."

"Show me the fourth form."

Right when Korra starts to fall more in sync with Tenzin, Lin peers into the airship. She stomps her foot into the ground, and a smile begins to curl on her face. The kids are old enough to handle themselves and she doesn't need to supervise them now.

"Tenzin."

"What is it?" he asks with a hint of irritation, without looking at her.

Lin traced her teeth with her tongue. So he's brooding? And playing hard to get?

Alright, Tenzin. If that's how you want to play.

"I'll be inside the airship, Master. Come inside when you're ready."

Tenzin freezes and Korra manages to blast him in the face.

"Hahaha! I got you!" Korra rolled her shoulders and put her hands up. "Try and get me, Tenzin!"

"We're done with training now. Go hang out with your friends." Tenzin looks back at the airship and Lin is already gone. He waved his cape dramatically behind his back.

"Being a sore loser? Don't think you can win against the Avatar?" Korra goaded.

"Yeah, ok whatever! Just go hang out someplace else. And don't bother me!"

Korra can barely argue because Tenzin is almost floating to the airship, and he slams the door shut. She frowned. "What's his problem now? He's either grumpy or excited that we found more airbenders."

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He slammed Lin against the metal, lips crashing against hers intensely. Her thigh crawled above his hip and Tenzin gripped her, nails digging into the thick fabric of her trousers. He bent a bit and picked up his wife, without breaking the kiss. Her legs wrapped around him and he threw her on the long seat.

His robes began to peel off and fall to the floor, along with Lin's.

She lay down and Tenzin followed on top of her, kissing down her neck and over her breasts. The hitches in her voice made him harder.

"Remember the last we did this in an airship?"

Lin arched into his mouth, wrapping a leg around him. "We have proof of that..."

They weren't too keen on talking. Their body language was enough to understand what the other needed.

Tenzin fucked her hard and rough, nibbling on her neck as she cried out loud and clenched around his cock.

Before she could recover from that orgasm, he pulled her into his lap until she properly straddled him. Tenzin gripped her hips and pounded into her, pushing more, sensitive, higher gasps and moans from Lin. His mouth latched onto her breast, sucking hard and stroking her nipple with his tongue. Lin curved into him and grinded as best as she could to his speed and intensity.

Finally, he felt his own orgasm building up and he exploded into Lin, forcing her down on his cock.

When he felt himself soften a little, he pulled out, the flow of his cum dripping out of her.

"Now sit on my face."

Lin's face was pink, eyes heavy. "What?"

"I need to taste us."

They sank to the floor and Tenzin guided Lin to hover above him. Lin's legs felt weaker and her strength slipped away from her when Tenzin's tongue lapped and sucked on her clit.

"Fuck!"

Her eyes rolled back as a lighter and lazy orgasm quaked within her.

She leaned back off his face so she wouldn't accidentally kill her husband.

"On all fours, Lin."

"You want more? Tenz, you--"

"On all fours, Acolyte."

Sluggishly, she rolled over on her knees and hands. Tenzin knelt behind her and the tip of his cock stroked her--wait, is he hard?! Already?! Did he take an aphrodisiac without her knowing?

Just when she thought he would plunge into her and fill her insides to the brim, Tenzin lifted her knees completely and wrapped them around his hips instead. Lin yelped in surprise at her entire lower body now above the ground.

Then, he filled her and she gasped.Their fluids made it so easy for him to slip inside. Lin rested her arm on the ground and bite into her flesh as the clapping sound filled the room and the squelching sounds of their union helped Tenzin fuck her easily.

Something must have been uncomfortable, since he paused and as Lin attempted to catch her breath, Tenzin began to stand. His hands anchored into her hips and Lin placed her palms on the ground.

He kicked back into motion, nails digging into her skin. Lin's held on to him tightly with her thighs. With her body at a slight incline, the blood flow rushed to her head and then she felt it again.

"T-Tenzin, please, I don't know if I can..." she mewled, her vision growing stars.

"Just one more time," he grunted. "Last time..."

Lin closed her eyes, the hot pulsing and pressure in her core escalating once again. When it reached its cusp, she allowed it to possess her. This time, the dizzy spell of pleasure and all the blood flow in her head pushed her into the Spirit World.

As she descended slowly from the ecstasy, she heard Tenzin grunt and groan before stilling and twitching inside her again.

He lowered her legs and cradled her on the floor, pulling her into his arms. Their heartbeats raced and hammered in unison, sweat sealing them together. Lin's eyes fluttered closed.

"What just happened? she asked incoherently.

"We...we made love..."

"No," she coughed. "You made love to me..."

"Because you made me...perform...shirtless...in public..."

"You didn't have to strip," she pointed out, chuckling.

Tenzin closed his eyes, the scent of her hair filling his nostrils and luring him to sleep. "Bumi said I had too...you didn't argue..."

"Because you look very good. Can you blame me?"

"Yes," he moaned. "You make me feral."

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** spicy reference is standing wheel barrow position **

[sillygoosealert]

Can you write about Smoke x reader, where reader has a secret crush on Smoke who accidently finds out because someone else lets it slip?

I feel so silly when people ask me stuff, you want ME to write for you? Tehe okay my PPP (Pretty Pink Princess)

Having a SECRET crush on Smoke (≧ω≦)/

Context- your a recruited nurse for the Wu Shi (if you would like me to write about you being a fighter or anything specific just ask because i LIVE for requests)

When being recruited to help at the Wu Shi Academy, you weren’t expecting people besides those training at the Wu Shi to appear

But it seems people from the Lin Kuei like to test their might against those in training

Call it fate, but when a smoking hot young man is observing the recruits, you smile a little and feel fuzzy

You can’t keep this to yourself- you have to ask who he is

So when you’re patching up one of the newest rag-dolls, Jonny Cage, you mention him very casually

‘Did you see the guy with grey hair? Do you know why he’s here?’ He looks you up and down, quirking his eyebrow.

‘He’s smoking, isn’t he?’ You give him a thousand-mile stare, not sure how far this conversation is aloud to go- if you’re allowed to have it at all.

‘He’s cute.. is he becoming one of our recruits?’ you cross your toes, fingers, and legs- which you’d rather keep open but that doesn’t matter right now.

‘I could hook you up, we’re kinda tight’ you know who else is tight.. he wraps an arm around you, exaggerating a sigh as he does.

‘Really? What’s his name?’ Things are going good, too good and too fast, but good..

‘Tomas, he’s a gentle giant, a beefcake too’ you saw, his biceps were massive.

‘Can we keep this between us..? This is the least professional conversation I’ve had..ever’

‘Of course babydoll, my lips- are sealed’ no they are not, they are always moving, but what did you expect?

You go on with your days sitting close to Tomas and getting stared at by Johnny, who is not subtle

You think Tomas notices too, as he looks away with a pink face

You’re sitting at lunch with all the apprentices and smoke- who wanted to spend some time here..

You and Tomas are talking and joking around about the Lin Kuei having competition with how hard everyone is training; you’re definitely laughing a little too hard but he doesn’t mind- or maybe he just doesn’t notice.

‘You’re laughing a little too hard..’ Johnny giggles (tehe) and raises his eyebrows.

‘I don’t mind..’ Tomas says, what a savior.

Lunch ends and you almost go to your respective spots until Johnny and Tomas strike up a conversation.

‘Nice catch, how’d you know she liked you? Was it the laughing?’ Oh.My.Gods.

‘Sorry Johnny, could you repeat that?’ No..OH MY GODS

‘Oh..I thought you knew..’ your fight or flight kicks in, you could-

They’re both staring at you, hard.

‘Hey, it’s okay that you like me- really..’ you might spazz out right then and there, or cry.

‘I..okay..’ you fiddle with your uniform, then you see his shoes right infront of you..

‘Hey..’ you might scream and run into the forest naked- only to be found 2 weeks later dead of starvation and a mortified look on your face.

I NEED help on what to do next

[bihansthot]

Title: Cold Blooded

Rating: Mature (filth, lots of filth, threesome, technical first time)

Pairing: Syzoth & Bi-Han x F!Reader, Syzoth x F!Reader, Bi-Han x Syzoth

Summary: After helping the Lin Kuei the Zaterran realizes he’s grown to have feelings for the Grandmaster and his beloved, luckily for the Saurian they return his feelings and help him feel welcomed in his new home.

Author Notes: Ok, so I did it, I wrote a threesome with Bi-Han, Syzoth and a F!Reader, how could I not?! Look at him face! Who doesn’t want that adorable little guy?! I know I sure do! I really went ham on this one it’s like 6,500 words… that’s so much more than I usually write, you can definitely tell I enjoyed writing this one. I know it’s kind of a weird, niche pairing but hopefully you lovelies will enjoy it all the same. As always likes, comments and reblogs are always appreciated! 💙

“Do you need anything else? I’m sorry it’s so cold here, Arctika must be quite the difference between Zaterra,” you ask, handing your guest a hefty pile of furs and blankets.

“Oh, please don’t worry yourself, I got used to different climates in Outworld, it gets quite cold at night there too. Granted not as cold as it is here, how do you tolerate it?” Syzoth asks shivering slightly as he takes the pile of bedding, grateful for the roaring fire he could build his little nest of blankets next to.

“Years of practice I suppose?” You laugh softly, “the cold is something you have to get used to when you date a cryomancer. If you get too cold though I have a heated blanket in the bedroom. Are you sure you want to sleep on the floor? There are plenty of guest rooms and the barracks, they have beds you know,” you smile as Syzoth starts arranging the blankets into a cozy circle.

“I’d rather be close by in case our enemy tries to approach the Lin Kuei Temple. I’m not much help to you or Sub-Zero if I’m in a different building, not that Sub-Zero can’t take care of himself, it’s just I-I worry about you, both,” he admits softly his cheeks tinged with pink.

You kneel down and press a soft kiss to his cheek, “I know, thank you Sy, I just want to make sure you’re comfortable too, I’d offer the bed, but I’m worried you’d be too cold next to Bi-Han. I do have a heated comforter if you change your mind though.” You stroke his cheek lovingly.

“It’s a very tempting offer, but I think Sub-Zero is still trying to get used to things and I don’t want to rush him, or encroach on his territory,” the reptilian explains leaning into your touch.

“I for one never expected it, but it was hard not to fall for you too, you’ve done so much to help protect us and the clan,” you whisper softly before leaning in to close the distance between you and the Saurian. Your lips meet softly and carefully, unsure of what is and isn’t acceptable and you can feel Syzoth’s uncertainty in his human form, as if he wasn’t familiar with this human custom.

“You still out here qin?” Bi-Han walks into the room, the temperature plummeting in his wake.

Syzoth pulls away quickly and turns invisible with embarrassment, as if Bi-Han didn’t already know he was there and couldn’t sense him regardless of not being able to see him.

“Sy, it’s ok,” Bi-Han walks over and lays a cold hand on the Saurian’s shoulder, “we said we’d figure this out as we went, and affection is ok, though I am a little jealous maybe.”

“I-I’m sorry Sub-Zero, I-I don’t know what to do,” Syzoth stammers, still invisible to the both of you.

“I’m not jealous you kissed her, I’m jealous I didn’t get a kiss too,” Bi-Han laughs, trying to ease the palpable tension in the room. “Also, why are you sleeping out here on the floor?” He asks, utterly perplexed at the setup as a whole.

“I-I uh, well, I,” Syzoth stammers unable to come up with an answer, clearly flustered and uneasy at Sub-Zero’s close proximity.

“He’s nervous Polar Bear, Syzoth isn’t familiar with human intimacy, this is all a lot for him, I mean look at him, he’s been invisible this whole time. You make him nervous, not to mention you’re super cold and he’s a reptile, it’s probably hard for him to be around you physically too,” you explain to Bi-Han, trying your best to read Syzoth’s nonexistent body language.

“I can teach you all about human intimacy, you don’t have to be nervous about that,” Bi-Han smirks at Syzoth, implying something far less innocent than just a simple kiss.

Syzoth makes a soft, embarrassed noise and eventually phases back to his visible form, “I, I just don’t want to come between you two,” he answers honestly and softly finding it very hard to resist Bi-Han’s tempting lips.

“That’s exactly where we want you though,” you purr at Syzoth before running a hand through his hair.

It takes a moment for the Saurian to register what you mean and he exhales quietly and looks up at you with his big, green eyes, “I-I think I’d like that, but I’m not sure what to do, I-I haven’t really,” he hesitates a moment to find the right word, “mated in my human form before.”

You can’t help but smile at his choice of words and his cute demeanor, “I think I know someone who can help.”

Bi-Han turns Syzoth’s head towards his as his icy lips claim the reptilian’s cool lips in a dominant kiss, Bi-Han happily taking the lead in the situation the three of you found yourself in.

You let out a low moan of appreciation watching the two men you cared deeply about sharing a kiss in front of you. You slide closer to the pair and patiently wait for your turn.

Syzoth whines against Bi-Han’s cold mouth as the cryomancer’s talented tongue pries its way inside the Saurian’s mouth, the two cool organs slip and slide against each other. Syzoth tries his best to mimic the movements of Bi-Han’s tongue and keep up with the movements, hesitantly he moves his hand to lay it atop Bi-Han’s well-muscled thigh, appreciating all the hard work the Lin Kuei warrior had put into his body over the years.

You can’t help but exhale loudly, impatiently reminding the pair that you were part of the equation too, “please,” you ask Bi-Han, used to asking the cryomancer for permission for nearly everything, something that was second nature to you after all your years with your dom.

“Aw qin, I didn’t mean to ignore you,” Bi-Han chuckles, his deep voice reverberating in your excited body. He grabs your chin and tilts it to the side before aggressively kissing you, so different from the patient kiss he had shared with Syzoth.

You whimper against his cold mouth, gasping softly as his frigid tongue licks against your lips and slips inside your mouth. You lean closer to the pair and make a pleasured noise as the cryomancer sucks on your tongue before nipping at your bottom lip.

Syzoth looks on in awe, mesmerized at the passion and ease you and Sub-Zero share as feelings of excitement and insecurity start bubbling to the surface and he recoils slightly from the two of you.

You notice the shift in the reptilian and break the kiss with Bi-Han, you’re breathless and pant softly, your breath coming out in condensed little puffs, “what’s wrong Sy?” You don’t let him answer though, instead, your lips are on the Saurian’s, eagerly kissing him, both of your mouths are still chilled from Bi-Han as you share an icy kiss.

Syzoth makes the cutest noises as your tongue dances with his and your lips nip softly at his, he whimpers and whines and the sound is like music to your ears. Hesitantly he cups your cheek, still keeping his other hand on Bi-Han, clearly enjoying the attention he was receiving from the two of you.

You hear rustling as Bi-Han pulls his undershirt off and exposes his flawless body to the chilled night air, you can’t help but moan against the Saurian’s mouth as you sneak a peak at the cryomancer’s chiseled torso.

“You’re both wearing too much,” Bi-Han grumbles and reaches for the ties of Reptile’s tabard making quick work of the familiar garment. He pulls the leather off the Saurian’s body as his cold hands reach for his undershirt and yank it over his head unfortunately ending your kiss abruptly.

“Polar Bear,” you start to whine but as you’re faced with Syzoth’s slightly smaller but still just as impressive body you’re no longer bothered by the cryomancer’s intervention.

Syzoth’s cheeks and shoulders flush red with embarrassment, “I-I’m a freak like this, do-don’t look,” he stammers and looks down unable to look either of you in the eyes.

You make quick word of your own top and bra before throwing your arms around Syzoth, “oh Sy no, you’re beautiful like this, I’m so sorry your own kind made you feel bad about your ability to become human, but to Bi-Han and I this version of you is just perfect.” You reassure him, running your hands comfortingly across his defined shoulders and back.

Bi-Han joins in the reassuring touch running his hands up and down Syzoth’s thighs, “it might be strange to you but it's just right for us,” his cold lips lick and nip at Reptile’s exposed neck as his hand snakes higher up his thigh and brushes against his clothed cock, more than pleased to see that despite his reservations he was hard as can be.

Syzoth lets out a pleasurable gasp as Bi-Han’s hand dips beneath the waistband of his pants and strokes his hard cock. “Ah-ah Sub-Sub-Zero,” he whimpers and involuntarily bucks his hips up into the tantalizing touch.

“Bi-Han,” the cryomancer rumbles against the Saurian’s neck, “call me Bi-Han, it’s weird calling me Sub-Zero.”

You make a face at his words, “you love being called Sub-Zero during sex,” you counter calling the cryomancer out.

“I want him to call me Bi-Han, he’s not my sub, you are,” Bi-Han corrects with a playful smirk. “Besides you only call me Sub-Zero when you’re about to cum, the rest of the time you call me Bi-Han or Polar Bear.”

Syzoth makes a confused noise as Bi-Han continues to stroke him, “Bi-Bi-Han,” he sighs contently still unsure of himself.

“Good boy,” Bi-Han praises and let out an indignant huff as you’re neglected in favor of Bi-Han’s new play toy. “Aw qin don’t get jealous I haven’t forgotten about you,” he abandons Syzoth momentarily to play with you. His cold fingers skim your body, taking a moment to appreciate your full breasts, “you can touch her too Sy, go on give it a try.” Bi-Han encourages.

Syzoth lets out a low breath as his shaking hand moves from your shoulder to cup your breast, he lets the weight sit in his hand a moment before giving it a slight squeeze. His emerald eyes light up at the feeling of your bouncy breast, “it's so soft, is this ok?” He asks squeezing them softly and giving your nipple an experimental pinch.

You sigh contently and give him an encouraging smile, “yes, that’s very much ok.” You lick your lips expectantly as you enjoy the cool feeling of Syzoth’s hand against your warm skin, it's a different sensation than Bi-Han, the confidence is gone and just replaced with wonder and exploration. Syzoth’s hand trails to your other breast and cups it with the same reverence and hesitation he used on your other breast, the Saurian may have had experience with his own kind, but in his human form, everything was strange and wonderful for him.

Syzoth chirps with excitement as he slowly gains confidence as he squeezes your breasts and teases your nipples.

You do your best to let him explore and pet you at his own pace but you can’t help but feel yourself growing impatient with arousal as you urge him along, “Sy, I need more, please I can’t wait any longer.”

“M-more,” he asks, green eyes sparkling with excitement, “how, what do I do? I want to make you feel good.”

“Here, I’ll show you,” Bi-Han interrupts as he gestures for you to lay flat against the pile of blankets. He makes quick work of pulling off your pants and underwear in one fluid motion as he presses an icy kiss right on the center of your mound, “human women are very sensitive here,” he pushes your legs apart as Reptile blinks and looks on with fascination. “They like this,” Bi-Han licks an icy strip along your hot, soaking-wet folds and you think your brain will short-circuit.

“Ah! Fuck, Bi-Han!” You cry out unable to control yourself as his icy tongue feels so good against your liquid heat. He repeats the action and you can feel his smirk against your lips, one thing the cryomancer enjoyed immensely and took great pride in was how well he was able to pleasure you.

“C-can I try?” Syzoth asks, the excitement and anticipation clear on his handsome face.

“In a second, let me enjoy myself a bit,” Bi-Han answers giving Syzoth a half-assed swat away. His frigid tongue returns to your aching cunt as he laves it happily, the cryomancer groans as his tongue is coated in your want as he plunges the slippery organ into your tight hole.

The action causes you to arch your back in pleasure and you cry out his name loudly, your hands tangle in Bi-Han’s ebony locks as you greedily roll your hips against his handsome face. You could never get sick of the sensation of the cryomancer’s skilled tongue fucking your tight hole, your whole body is humming with pleasure as you pant and squeeze around the invading organ.

Bi-Han nips at your lower lips a bit before sucking on your clit, the sensation pulling a high-pitched whine from you as you feel like you’re melting into the pleasure the cryomancer is bringing you, he looks up at you, icy blue eyes darkened with lust as he keeps sucking. His eyes flick up towards Reptile, who is completely invested in the show before him, Bi-Han groans at the taste of you as he reluctantly lifts his mouth from your pussy to let the Saurian have a turn too. “Were you paying attention? Did you see what I was doing? You want to use your tongue as much as possible, and see that little button looking thing? That’s what you want to focus on, it’s what makes a human woman feel really good.” Bi-Han instructs as he nudges Syzoth towards your prone body.

Tentatively his long tongue flicks out against your folds as he takes Bi-Han’s place in between your thighs. His emerald eyes light up, “it's sweet but kind of salty!” Syzoth exclaims brightly before repeating the action.

Bi-Han latches on to the back of Syzoth’s neck before mumbling, “she tastes good doesn’t she?”

Your face flushes bright red at Bi-Han’s praise and you’re forced to cry out again as Syzoth’s long tongue laves your mound again. You cant your hips up as you enjoy his slow, long, experimental strokes, the temperature difference between Syzoth is noticeable and exciting, he’s cool, but not cold like Bi-Han is. You sigh happily and give him a bit of encouragement, “that’s it, baby, you’re doing such a good job, making me feel so good like this.”

Syzoth’s eyes light up again before darkening with lust at your words of praise and he decides to mimic Bi-Han’s demonstration more. He enthusiastically laps at your wet cunt, making happy chirps as he went and you’re left to wonder who was enjoying this more, you or the Saurian.

You cry out both their names as you feel Bi-Han’s cold fingers push their way inside your tight entrance as Syzoth sucks contently on your clit. It seems the cryomancer is capable of multitasking as his other hand was busy jacking the Saurian off, you’re a little surprised but pleased that Bi-Han took to Syzoth as quickly as he did. “Oh, oh Sy, Bi-Han, I-I’m going to cum if you both keep this up.”

“That’s the point qin, let Syzoth see that pretty face you make when you cum so prettily for me,” the cryomancer purrs, and his deep voice and honeyed words shoot straight to your core. He pumps his fingers in and out of your hot canal as he jacks Reptile in time, “I want to see both of you cum prettily for me tonight, I’m going to make such a mess out of both of you.

Both you and Syzoth moan in unison at the cyromancer’s promise, your breathing becomes labored and you whimper with desire as Syzoth’s long tongue dances over your folds, lapping up all the liquid Bi-Han’s questing fingers force from your aching cunt. You’re so close your whole body feels like a tightly coiled rubber band ready to snap, you cry loudly as all it takes is one more swipe of Syzoth’s surprisingly talented tongue. “Oh fuck! I’m going to cum! Oh!” You squeal as the Saurian and cryomancer force you to your peak, you squeeze your eyes shut as they roll back into your head, you can’t control it as your head lolls back and your toes curl as wave after wave of delicious pleasure floods your body. You shake violently under both warrior’s attention and ministrations, you can’t control your volume as you keep crying out as Syzoth’s tongue refuses to relinquish his delicious snack.

Bi-Han finally has mercy on you and guides Syzoth’s head from your dripping cunt to his waiting lips. Bi-Han groans against Reptile’s lips and makes a show of cleaning the Saurian off as he devours the other in a heated kiss.

All you can do is just lay there and try and get your breathing back under control as the pair continues to make out in front of you. Within moments the Saurian is on his back laying next to you and you can’t help but lean over and stroke his clothed thighs, annoyed that the Saurian still had clothes on.

As if Bi-Han could read your mind he shimmies out of his pants, his long, hard cock standing proudly against his gorgeous torso and you notice a shift in the cute little whimpers and chirps coming from Syzoth as his emerald eyes crack open as he peeks at Bi-Han with intrigue. He makes almost a distressed hissing sound as Bi-Han tugs the Saurian’s pants down, cold lips never leaving the reptilian’s.

Syzoth breaks the kiss, saliva clinging to his lips as his eyes go wide with panic and he does his best to cover his erection, “don’t look! It-it’s too small… I didn’t know they were supposed to be like, like that.” He lets out a dismayed, high-pitched, animalistic cry as Bi-Han forcibly pries his hands away.

You’re met with the very pleasant sight of his perfectly normal, just right cock, you’re a little fascinated that Syzoth appeared cut and you were a bit surprised he would know the difference. “What are you talking about Sy, it’s fine. You’re perfectly big enough, Bi-Han’s just massive, most guys aren’t this big,” you chime in trying to reassure the panicked Saurian.

“They-they aren’t?” He asks, his big green eyes looking at you hopefully but with some degree of reservation.

“No,” Bi-Han laughs, “most guys are smaller than you are Sy, you look just right. The perfect size, not too big that you’ll hurt qin but just big enough to make her feel good.” Bi-Han continues to hover over the smaller man before dipping his head down to lick a cold stripe up Reptile’s cock, causing it to twitch involuntarily.

“Oh!” Syzoth cries out with surprise, “oh that feels good, but you’re so cold.”

“Sorry,” Bi-Han mumbles, “its part of being a cryomancer, I can’t really control it. Here I have an idea. Come here,” Bi-Han sits back on his heels and pulls Syzoth to his knees, “god you’re dripping, that must be painful, you need to cum don’t you baby?”

Syzoth whines softly as Bi-Han’s cold finger traces the length of his cock, “yes, that would feel good, I, I think? Do you think it feels different as a human?”

“Does it feel good in your natural form?” You ask chiming in on the conversation now that you’re finally recovering from the orgasm the pair gave you.

“It does,” the Saurian replies, his cheeks coloring with red again and he bites his bottom lip as the cryomancer’s fist closes around his cock as Bi-Han lazily strokes Syzoth. “Un, Bi-Han, you’re going to make me cum,” he whimpers.

“Don’t cum yet Sy, fuck me first, please?” You ask beckoning to him enticingly, spreading your legs wide.

“Is, is that ok?” The Saurian asks, his breath coming out in little pants as he tries to hold himself back.

“She’d be very cross with you if you don’t,” Bi-Han purrs in his ear and finally releases his grip on the Saurian’s leaking cock.

“What about you?” Syzoth asks genuinely concerned.

“Oh I have plans for you too, don’t worry, but if it gets too much for you let me know, I know this is all a lot to take in in your human form,” Bi-Han reassures the Saurian pressing a chaste kiss to his forehead.

“Please Sy, don’t make me wait any longer,” you whine and wiggle your legs impatiently as you wait for the Saurian to make his decision. You sigh contently as you feel the cool tip of his cock rubs against your wet slit, gathering up more moisture before he slowly presses inside you. You arch your back and lean your head to the side as the Saurian’s cock opens you up, he feels so good inside you, there was no stretch and burn that often accompanied Bi-Han, it was just beautiful fullness. Your breath hitches as he’s fully seated inside you and it feels so good, he’s just the right size and girth, just enough to fill every inch but not enough to be unpleasant. The sounds Reptile makes are music to your ears as the Saurian whimpers and chirps with desire, clearly enjoying his first time as a human.

“Is it ok if I move?” He asks, breath slightly labored as his hand cups your cheek and he gazes deeply in your eyes.

You rock your hips against his in a sweet invitation, “please do, oh Sy you feel so good.” You gasp as he pulls out and waits a moment to push back in, clearly savoring your body and the warmth it provided, the whole sensation being completely new for both of you. He was so different from Sub-Zero, you wouldn’t say he was cold, but there was definitely a slight chill to the reptilian’s body despite the close proximity to the fireplace and you suspected the cryomancer was largely to blame for it. Not that you would ever fault Bi-Han for being cold, it was his birthright after all and he had no control over being a cryomancer anymore than Syzoth did being a Zatteran. You wrap your arms around Syzoth’s shoulders and pull him down for a kiss as he thrusts into you with a curious, explorative rhythm almost as though he was trying to please you as much as he was trying to please himself. Suddenly he freezes in place and makes a loud yelping sound.

“Syzoth? What’s wrong?” You ask with concern as the reptilian shakes in place inside your tight, velveteen heat.

“Something cold and wet!” He exclaims eyes darting around with confusion.

“Just relax, it’ll feel good, I promise,” Bi-Han calmly explains as his tongue lazily slides over the puckered muscle again causing Reptile to tremble.

“Oh, oh!” You exclaim suddenly aware of what was going on, part of you is a little miffed your sweet and intimate moment with Syzoth had been ruined but the other part was amazed Bi-Han was so open with his desire for the younger Saurian. “It’s ok baby, focus on me,” you squeeze your tight pussy around his tantalizing cock as Bi-Han licks his pucker again, clearly overloading the Saurian with pleasure.

“I-I can’t hold back anymore,” he whimpers as Bi-Han’s tongue works itself inside the tight muscle. He cries out loudly as his body goes taut as he grabs your hips to ground himself and you can feel his cock twitching wildly inside your hot cunt.

“So don’t, you can do what you want now Sy, you’re free with us,” you coo encouragingly albeit disappointed you didn’t get to finish.

“I-I’m going to, I’m gonna, ah, ah!” He lets out a shrill chirping sound as he stills inside your before his body heaves with exertion and you feel the cool, viscous fluid filling your hot cunt. The Saurian’s orgasm doesn’t detour Bi-Han’s actions though as his tongue continues to fuck Reptile’s ass, the noises pouring out of Syzoth’s mouth are unlike anything you’ve ever heard and just hearing him enjoying himself so immensely has you soaked with desire.

“You’re still hard,” you exhale breathily amazed at his ability to maintain an erection despite having just cum.

“L-lizard thing? Maybe? I don’t know is that not normal?” He huffs out in between his pants as Bi-Han slowly works a slicked finger into the Saurian’s tight ass. “Hnnn Bi-Han, that feels funny,” he hisses softly.

“I know, but I promise it will feel good soon,” Bi-Han patiently explains as he crooks his finger looking for the Saurian’s prostate before belatedly realizing he may not have one. His concerns are short-lived however as his finger stumbles upon the fleshy bundle and he’s rewarded with a choked-off cry of pleasure from the Saurian. He plays with the bundle of nerves for a few moments before he adds a second slick finger to join the first, Bi-Han massages the Saurian’s prostate as he lets out impatient huffs. He spreads his fingers wide to stretch open Syzoth’s virginal hole, “you’re so tight Sy, I don’t know if I’m going to fit.”

“What, what’s going to fit?” He asks in between moans, his voice sounding almost drunk with pleasure as the cryomancer rubs and teases his prostate with each motion.

“My cock, I’m going to fuck you senseless,” Bi-Han groans against the reptilian’s ear before sliding a third finger inside the incredibly tight passage.

Syzoth’s moan catches in his throat and comes out as a broken little whine, “no, no way! you won’t fit, that won’t fit in anyone!” Syzoth makes a panicked noise as he tries to move away from the cryomancer.

“Relax Sy, it’ll fit, I can handle him, you’ll be able to, you’re such a good boy, you can do it,” you praise him knowing the Saurian was just as weak to praise as you were, it felt a little awkward being the one to give the praise instead of receive it but it was nice at the same time. You can feel the Saurian’s cock swelling at the praise and leaking with desire inside your tight cunt and it’s driving you insane, but you’re trying your best not to rush either man.

“You’ll do such a good job, just relax and let me take care of things baby, I’m going to put it in now, don’t worry, I’ll use plenty of lube,” Bi-Han promises.

Suddenly Reptile is left feeling empty and unfulfilled, he begins to protest since he had been enjoying Bi-Han’s fingers when the cryomancer’s cock starts to sink inside the smaller Saurian. He lets out a shaky cry and tenses up instinctually, unsure what to do since Zaterrans did not engage in his behavior usually, or at least he had never done it in his natural form.

“Shhh, relax baby, let me make you feel good,” Bi-Han reassures the Saurian as he presses forward slowly, groaning as he watched inch after inch of his huge cock disappearing into the tight Zaterran’s ass. Bi-Han decides to wait until he’s about halfway in to allow Syzoth time to adjust to his cock opening him up.

“Is-is it in,” the Saurian queries, cheeks flushing and breath coming out in condensed puffs from the close proximity of the cryomancer.

You can feel Syzoth’s body shaking and trembling but you aren’t sure whether it’s from the cold or his arousal, you decide you can no long be patient and wait as you buck your hips against the Saurian. You suck your breath in as you rock yourself against his cock, enjoying the sensation of his now hot cock buried inside you, it was endlessly fascinating to you that the Saurian’s body temperature could rise and fall so drastically depending on his partner.

“Ah oh, you feel so good sunshine,” Syzoth lets out a deep moan as Bi-Han pulls out slowly and pushes back in, the sensation rocking the Saurian’s cock deeper inside you pulling a soft gasp from your parted lips.

“Oh fuck you’re tight,” Bi-Han groans as he nips at Reptile’s neck as he repeats the action, marveling as he was able to slide more of his cock inside the tight hole. The cryomancer isn’t confident he can fit his entire length inside the Saurian, not on the first time at least so he tries to best to control how much pressure he applies as he starts to slowly fuck the Saurian.

You let out a high-pitched cry as Bi-Han’s thrusting moves the Saurian’s cock in and out of your body and it feels good after having to wait so long to experience it. “Oh Sy, Sy, you feel so good, fuck Bi-Han, keep it up please,” you beg the two of them.

Slowly but surely the Zaterran begins to find his way in between the two of you as he presses his ass back into Bi-Han’s cock and pulls his cock out of your dripping pussy as he snaps his hips forward to drive his dick deep inside you.

You gasp with pleasure and pride as you see the look of confidence starting to shine on the Zaterran’s handsome face. You roll your hips in time with his thrusts as you really start to get into it, everything about the pair turning you on immensely, you’re so wet as the Saurian fucks into you, the squelching sound of skin on skin echoing in the stone chamber that was the Grandmaster’s quarters. You once again feel arousal pooling in your stomach as the Saurian changes angles slightly and his cock brushes against that bundle of nerves inside you that has you seeing stars, you gasp his name, “oh Sy, right there, on that’s so good, just like that please baby, please.” You gasp and plead.

Bi-Han lets out a deep pleasured sigh as he starts fucking the Zaterran harder deciding he had given Syzoth enough time to adjust to his cock. He’s almost content to just let the Zaterran do all the work now since he seemed to find his own rhythm now as he thrust into you with renewed vigor the action driving the cryomancer’s cock deeper and deeper inside his tight ass.

Syzoth is whimpering and chirping like mad as he fucks you and is fucked by Bi-Han, “oh this is so much better than regular mating,” he groans and drives his cock deeply inside you.

“Yes, oh fuck just like that,” you encourage as his cock fucks you harder with each thrust, you squeal as Syzoth is quick to change tempo as he begins thrusting into your tight cunt with earnest, your hands slide lower onto his well-muscled shoulders as your nails dig and bite into his toned flesh. You continue to moan and whine as your voice rises higher in octave and volume as you start to roll your hips aggressively into Reptile’s powerful thrusts. You’re no longer embarrassed by your seemingly one-sided confession earlier as his thick cock makes it impossible to think about anything but the blissed-out sensation dominating and rapidly overwhelming your senses. You bite your lip in an attempt to quiet yourself as each thrust of the Saurian’s hot cock fills you completely and the obscene slap of skin on skin echoes off the stone walls. You’re reduced to a sobbing mess as tears cascade down your cheeks again every time Syzoth moves his hips with precision, the thick head of his cock hits your sweet spot dead on, sending shivers of pleasure down your spine. “Reptile please,” you beg knowing how much Bi-Han enjoys hearing you call him by his code name, wondering if Syzoth shared the same kink.

The Zaterran lets out a high-pitched cry as your walls clamp down around him and Bi-Han’s cock assaults his prostrate, “I-I’m not going to last much longer, you two are going to be the death of me.” He laments not wanting the pleasurable sensation to end so quickly.

You feel your body shaking and trembling with pleasure as each one of the Saurian’s thrusts push you closer and closer to your peak, “just a little more, please Reptile, just a little more, I’m so close.”

He lets out a choked-off sob as he keeps thrusting into your fluttering heat, the sensation was indescribable to him having never been with a human woman before, your pussy was so slick and wet and tight. “I can’t, I can’t,” he pants and heaves as he fucks you harder and harder at your insistence.

“I’m gonna cum, oh fuck, I’m going to, I, I’m cumming!” You cry out loudly not caring if you wake the entirety of the Lin Kuei with your pleasured cries. Your nails break Syzoth’s soft skin as his name falls from your lips like a litany, your whole body goes rigid briefly before you shake and shudder uncontrollably. Your vision blurs as jolt after jolt of pleasure shoots through your body, you can’t breathe other than shallow useless pants and your body feels boneless as you continue to cling to Reptile. Your walls flutter around his cock as your cunt greedily tries to suck the Saurian’s dick in deeper as you continue to ride out your orgasm until your head finally lulls backward and darkness and unconsciousness briefly take you.

The shrill chirps seem erratic and almost panicked now as Syzoth fucks into you with reckless abandon, it doesn’t take long before his grip on your hips grows painful and his hips still. Another inhumane cry echos against the stone walls as the Saurian cums hard inside your tight pussy, your cunt pulsating and fluttering tiredly as you try and suck up every drop of the Saurian’s hot cum. The high-pitched noises don’t stop though, they continue and rise higher in octave as Bi-Han fucks Syzoth through his orgasm, finally free to chase his own ending

“Fuck me,” Bi-Han breathes out low in the back of his throat, “look at the two of you, so pretty so perfect for me, such a good girl, such a good boy.” He praises as ice begins to form on the Saurian’s hips and his rhythm begins to falter.

Both of you moan in unison as you’re praised by the cryomancer and you lay there completely spent just appreciating the spectacle before you. You had never seen Bi-Han fuck anyone else, he had been loyal to you and you alone over the years, but seeing him with Syzoth did things to you that you never imagined you could feel. It was hot, erotic, mesmerizing, you weren’t sure you could describe it if you tried but whatever it was you were so glad to be a part of it.

“I’m going to fill you up now Syzoth, I’m going to fill you with all my cum because you’ve been such a good boy for me and done such a good job taking my cock,” Bi-Han traces the Saurian’s ear with his tongue before running the organ down his neck and biting down in an animalistic display of dominance, claiming the Zaterran as his own. The action pulls a weak, tired cry from the Saurian as his limp body is held up solely by Bi-Han’s might, “fuck, that’s it,” the cryomancer groans against his neck before biting down again. A few more erratic thrusts were all it took before the cryomancer was spilling his cold load inside the Saurian’s nubile body.

You can hear Bi-Han’s muffled cry and you’re always upset that he never lets you hear his pleasure but you’re doubly upset he denied Syzoth too considering it was his first time as a human, he deserved the satisfaction of knowing what he caused.

“Hnn, Bi-Han,” Syzoth whimpers as he feels the cold fluid filling his insides, chilling the Saurian to the core, causing him to shiver violently.

Bi-Han frees himself from the Saurian’s neck, “shit, are you ok Syzoth? Are you too cold?” He’s reluctant to free himself from the tight confines of the Zaterran but he decides Syzoth’s well-being is far more important than his own lingering pleasure. The cryomancer pulls his cock free from the Saurian and grabs a discarded blanket to throw around his shoulders.

“I-I’m v-very ok, just a l-little cold,” Syzoth shivers and collapses against your hot body in hopes of warming himself back up.

Your arms tighten around him as you hold him close and Bi-Han pulls the blanket up higher, “here we can move closer to the fire, you just have to pull out first. Polar Bear can you grab the heated blanket from the bedroom please?”

“If I can walk after that, fuck, give me a second,” he complains half-heartedly before standing up to grab the electric blanket, he comes back with the fluffy blanket and pulls the two of you closer to the fire as he plugs the blanket it and wraps it around the Zaterran.

Gradually the heat warms his body and his shivering stops and Reptile affectionately nuzzles against your breasts, “this feels nice, happy, safe.”

Bi-Han stokes his head lovingly, “this is home now Sy, you’re safe here with us, you never have to worry about your old life of being told what to do again.”

“Yes, you’re completely free with us and we love you dearly,” you echo the cryomancer’s sentiment, making sure the Zaterran realizes he’s no longer anyone’s slave.

“I’m so happy, I love you both,” he smiles at you and Bi-Han and you can see hints of unshed tears in his eyes as his head makes itself comfortable on your chest.

“Shall we all just sleep out here tonight then?” You ask running your hands soothingly through the Saurian’s hair.

“Shh, you’ll wake him qin,” Bi-Han hushes you as fluffs some of the bedding up into a more comfortable configuration for him, clearly not needing the blankets themselves.

“Will you be too hot,” you whisper, concerned being this close to the fireplace would make the cryomancer too uncomfortable.

“I shared a room with a furnace for years, I can handle this much,” he replies with a tired grin before snuggling into the soft bedding. “Wo ai ni,” he whispers before closing his eyes.

You sigh softly as your eyes flutter close and you're grateful to have both men in your life, you weren’t sure what you did to deserve both, but you wouldn’t change it for a thing.

[candiedspit]

when I was lucid

Tomas fucked like a girl. 

This was disappointing. I wanted him to wrap his muscles–pink, buoyant muscles–around me until I disappeared. I wanted to make use of my legs. But he mewled like a kitten and hardly touched me. 

Am I hurting you? He asked every few seconds. 

No, I said and said. 

A cigarette was still burning on the nightstand. The sunlight outside waned like a feeling. When he finished, he rolled off of me and I got up to get dressed. 

I’ve gotta go, I said, snagging my coat on. 

And left him with his vapors and dirty skin. 

There was a cab outside waiting for me. Life was like this, one magic act. I yawned and a man offered me champagne. Things appeared. I did my lipstick in the backseat, caught the driver looking at me in the rearview mirror. 

What? I asked, popping my lips. 

He didn’t say anything. I rolled my eyes. He left me at my family’s restaurant where I met the rest of the boogaloos. I entered through the back door, smelling of sex and strawberry perfume. I liked making scenes. Another reason Tomas disappointed me–no bruises to coat with foundation, no angered calls from my brothers. I’m the youngest in our family; the only girl, too. This allows me many advantages. Everyone treats me as though I’m made of glass. 

Where you been, dope? Nick asked. 

I had four older brothers and Nick was the closest to me in age. He had spent his recent twenty fifth birthday in the white gallows of Hawaii, dodging waterfalls. I was twenty years old. It was only the brothers there. Dad was working. I never knew what that meant, though there were hints. All that really mattered was his mood when he came home. Sometimes, he went to his office and drank. Nothing could stir him, his misery like a furnace heating the entire house. Other times, he came home bearing gifts, stories and quick cracks at everyone. He was a laser beam. I take after him in some respects. For example, my beautiful, long nose. And my green, slanted eyes. I’m also a natural depressive. Prone to fits, slamming doors, refusing to eat for days. Once, I told a shrink I feel like as empty as a clock. He told me everybody feels like that. 

Not like me, I told him. Not like me. 

I was with Tomas, I told Nick as I took a seat at the table. 

It was quiet. Robin, Frank and my oldest brother Jonathan fiddled with their fingers, sniffling. I made a face. 

What is this? I asked. A fucking funeral parlor? What’s going on?

Dad lost a bet, Jonathan said. A big one.

Shit, I said. What do we do?

Not you. Nick said. But we’ve got till this evening to get it sorted. 

I was never allowed out on any ventures. This upset me. I could handle anything the boys could. A little blood. A little guts. It didn’t bother me much. I had a strong stomach. 

There’s a cab coming for you, Robin said. Just stay at the house. 

Can’t we play a game first? I asked. I loved beating them at cards, the dimwits. 

No time, Jonathan said. 

I got up and grabbed a soda from the fridge before heading towards the door. 

Be safe, I said. 

Always. 

I never knew what time it was. It was probably around one in the morning when the boys came back with dad. I’d spent the afternoon watching TV with mom while she did my nails. Dad was furious, cursing anyone that came to mind; Mickey Mouse, God, Judy Dame. As Nick slinked upstairs, I caught his arm. His shirt was rimmed with what I knew was blood. 

Are you okay? I asked. 

He nodded. I kissed his cheek and let him go. 

I wasn’t in school. I filled my time with house parties, dungeons, anything that sparkled. That weekend, I was in the basement with Katie-Marie, a girl I’ve known since we were four. I didn’t have many friends. But I had good ones, the ones I had. Katie-Marie was wonderful to be around. I could tell her anything. Most of the time, I complained about Tomas. 

Let go of him, Katie-Marie said. He’s nothing but a pain. Not worth the time. 

I’m compelled, I said. There’s something about him I can’t get enough of. 

Katie-Marie did another line, I followed suit and laid back down on the couch, drank some soda. I often imagined burning my nose off; sulfur and love confessions. I listened to Katie-Marie sing along to some girl pop band until I felt as though someone had thrown me into the electric chair except I was innocent. All of my nerves were on high alert. I fluttered my eyes, seeing the faint image of a lamb on the ceiling. There was a cosmic rhinestone in the very center of my forehead. I could feel every one of my thoughts like arrows shot from the other side. I laughed and laughed, couldn’t tell when I wasn’t laughing. Katie-Marie kissed my cheek. I licked her palm. I began speaking. 

Are we not the damndest? Are we not the ones? I could drink my youth from a shot glass. It’s going to rain. I’m the first horse who realized he can run. And I’m running and I’m never stopping. I’m a cunt. I’m Daddy. He thinks he’s so big, I’m bigger. 

I looked over at Katie-Marie. 

He thinks he’s big but I’m bigger, I said over and over. 

I have this dream, I found myself telling Tomas. That dud, dull sparkler; magic amulet with no power within it. I didn’t like him. How many times could I rap at his door? A shift, I expected him to be someone else every time. The person I loved. And each time, it was only him in his boy shorts, grease king, cigarette burns in the blankets, ashtrays on the carpet, the scent of a life lived far too long. It had been four days since we’d seen each other; I’d spent the time crying, masturbating and crying, punching his number into the phone and then chickening out. He looked at me, rubbed my cheek with his bandaged thumb. 

What do you dream? He asked. 

I’m Christ at the table. And the skies are made of lace, there are gingerbread cookies, rugs made of skin, a thousand diamonds, an itch in my teeth. A cock between my hands. Psalms rising and falling beneath my eyelids. I am the son of God. I am going to be betrayed by the phony who loves me as the wind loves to tickle the trees. I am going to die for you. 

I pointed towards the ceiling. 

But for the moment, I am full of wine, singing drunk. And the colors explode. Someone is speaking. A beautiful woman with her breasts exposed. And I hear the sound of what comes next. I hear the crackle of electricity; lightning bolts, rashes of rain pissing from above. I hear a hundred languages, babbling over one another like threads in a wicker basket, streams of fish. I hear a thumping, a grinding, ecstatic horsepower. I see the black coughs of genocide. I see Americans on the street, hiding from a wall of ash. I see America. 

You’re insane, he said as though astonished. Absolutely insane. 

It was a Tuesday evening. I was at the restaurant with Nick, playing cards. The other boys were upstairs, running dishes, cleaning tables. Outside, I could hear the fantastic drip of rain. I beat Nick at cards for the third time in a row. 

You’re letting me win, I complained. 

He laughed. 

I’m really that bad, he said. That’s the truth. 

It got quiet as I got up to get another soda, one for me and one for him. I cracked open the can and sat back down. Nick was looking at me. 

Julia, he said. 

I looked at him. He never called me by my name. 

 Why don’t you get away from here? You could. Dad would pay for school, somewhere upstate. You could leave all this shit behind. It’s not good for you to be in the periphery of what we do. Why don’t you? 

I looked at his hands, a cross tattooed on his wrist. I loved him like a mother does, like a knife.

Why don't you go fuck yourself? I asked. And said nothing else.

I set up another card game. And let him win.

[sengardet]

Terra's Target #3 The CEO

She thought she couldn't be killed without leaving evidence. She was dead wrong.

Terra gazed across the dimly lit bedroom at Lin, a toned and lightly tanned woman whose active and adventurous lifestyle was evidenced by the energy in her smile. Terra, a Nigerian born assassin and... for the moment, escort... was there to give her another fun little adventure.

The woman laid back invitingly on the king-sized bed in a thin silk robe, a flirtatious smile playing on her lips. Terra strode forward, every curve of her slender dark body on display in the tight red dress that clung to her like a second skin. She had been hired to seduce and dispose of this high-profile businesswoman without leaving a trace. It was meant to look like a heart attack or an accident.

Terra perched herself on the edge of the bed and leaned in close, her full lips nearly brushing the other woman's ear as she purred, "I thought we could have a drink first, to set the mood."

She moved to the nightstand and covered her deception with her body. A small crystal vial in her hands, she quickly uncorked it and poured the drinks. The clear, odorless poison would induce cardiac arrest within minutes, leaving no evidence behind. Terra tipped the contents into one of the wine glasses.

But as she turned back, Lin, already tipsy, switched the glasses and took a sip from the untainted one. Her eyes glinted knowingly over the rim.

"Did you really think I wouldn't suspect?" she asked with a coy chuckle. "That I wouldn't have eyes and ears everywhere, keeping me one step ahead?"

Terra tensed, mind racing through options, each more unacceptable than the last. Anything physical was out of the question. Even the slightest mark on the woman's body would point directly to foul play, and the numerous surveillance cameras surrounding the property had surely captured Terra's arrival. She was cornered.

The woman stumbled into Terra, a sly smile on her face. She shoved Terra back into the bed and straddled her lap, grinding against her.

"Mmm, look at you. My strong and scary killer." Her fingertips traced Terra's lean arms and toned abs with a featherlight brush of her nails. "But you won't fight back, will you? You'll be a good girl for me."

Terra felt the heat of the woman's core as she writhed, bare uncovered flesh in her lap. The assassin's hands instinctively gripped the woman's waist, holding her steady, an act which brightened the power-tripping woman’s grin.

The woman tangled her fingers in Terra's thick curls and yanked her head back. "Worship me," she demanded. "Lick me like a good little pet."

Terra hesitated only a moment before pulling the woman down to her, brushing her lips up the woman's neck to whisper in her ear. "As you wish, my love."

Lin straddled Terra's face, grinding her hips against Terra's mouth. Terra reached up and grabbed the woman's thighs, digging her fingers into smooth flesh as her tongue probed and teased. The woman's breathy moans filled the room.

She buried her face deeper, nose pressed against pink flesh. The woman bucked and writhed above her, gasping.

Terra felt a rush of power and control. Slowing her movements, Terra pulled back slightly, flicking her tongue in feather-light strokes.

Terra smiled wickedly. She had her now. "Beg me," she purred. "Beg me to let you come."

Confusion ran over Lin’s wide hazy eyes. Terra pushed herself up suddenly, catching the woman in her arms before she could hit the floor, then lying her on the carpet gently. Before the woman could protest, Terra swiftly moved to straddle her chest, pinning her arms at her sides.

“Remember, no restraints, no marks!" Lin reminded Terra, hot breaths pouring from her lips as the thrill of this moment surged through her chest.

Terra flashed an enigmatic smile, her dark eyes glinting. Without a word, she straddled Lin's slender body and began pressing her hands into Lin's chest with sudden, forceful compressions. Lin's eyes flew open in shock as Terra leaned down and clamped her full lips over Lin's mouth, sucking the startled cries from her lungs.

"Mmph! Wh-what are you doing?" Lin sputtered in a rising panic as Terra broke the kiss. She could feel her heart stuttering wildly against her ribcage from the compressions.

"I'm rescuing you," Terra purred, her voice dripping with false sweetness. "But I don't think your fragile little heart can be saved."

She grinned wickedly and continued the hard, driving rhythm, each deep compression sending a jolt through Lin's body. Lin gasped and writhed beneath her, overwhelmed by warring sensations of pain, violation, and a strange arousal gripping at her heart.

Terra's skilled hands worked Lin's heart like an instrument, squeezing and releasing, throwing its rhythm into erratic chaos as she worked herself into a light sweat. Lin's pulse went silent, then raced to catch up. She felt dizzy, light-headed, her heart fluttering frantically as it strained against Terra's malicious force.

"Please...wait!..." Lin whimpered, but Terra only pressed harder, her smile sharpening.

“Poor little thing had a heart attack when she was riding my face, and I tried valiantly to save her," Terra purred. She continued her brutal compressions, each one jolting the woman's weakening body.

Lin gasped and thrashed weakly beneath Terra as the assassin's strong hands pressed forcefully into her heaving chest. Terra could feel the fluttering heartbeat grow erratic under her palms as she squeezed the very life from the flaccid woman pinned helplessly beneath her.

Terra sealed her full lips over Lin's trembling mouth in a deep, forceful kiss, sucking the last feeble breaths from her victim's straining lungs. She drank in Lin's fading essence, relishing the intimate connection as she slowly, sadistically crushed the life from her prey.

Bright flashes burst behind Lin's eyes as the edges of her vision darkened and narrowed. Her oxygen-starved brain could barely process what was happening as Terra's weight compressed her chest, her lungs burning for air that would not come. Weakly, Lin clawed at the powerful arms holding her down, but it was useless. Her body was nothing more than a delicate little toy for Terra’s amusement.

Lin's heart lurched and stuttered in submission to Terra's cruel desire. She could feel her pulse go silent as Terra's hands crushed her sternum, driving the life from her chest.

Terra gazed into the woman's eyes as they glazed over, their light fading like the setting sun as she teetered between life and death. Terra's dark fingers contrasted against the woman's pale skin as she gently, tenderly, covered her mouth and pinched her nostrils shut.

Terra laid her head against the woman's chest, relishing the erratic final protest of her heart as she denied her breath. The lub-dubs spiked under Terra's cheek, like the frantic fluttering of a trapped bird desperate to escape its cage. Gradually, the struggling heartbeats grew fainter, an unsteady rhythm slowing... quieting...

Until with one last trembling contraction, the woman's heart stilled and fell silent under Terra's attentive ear. Terra savored the stillness, the triumph over such a boisterous woman. She did all she could... or maybe there was time to have a little more fun.

[l4brvtality]

Can I pls have Dominik Mysterio x Fem reader with the prompts “I trust you” + ➻ “May I kiss you?” where the reader goes to his room and not only tells him her feelings but also how he's helped her with her inner demons?

Apocolypse

When your all alone , I will reach for you

Pairings - Bsf!Dominik Mysterio x Wrestler/Bsf! Reader

Warnings - Fear of unrequited feelings , Just fluff rlly!!

Word Count - 0.7k , Gif Creds

You and Dominik had been the dynamic duo of The Judgment day. You would always spend time with him. He was like the sun to your moon. You always saw edits either, praising the friendship you two or, shipping you two together. You and Dominik would make fun of the edits and react to them , but little did he know how much you wished you two could be together. And the edits just fueled your need for him more. So today you decided you wanted to tell him the feelings you and hidden for a while. You felt scared telling him about it , but you didnt tell him , he would never know. 

You asked him to meet at a nearby beach at 5:00pm. The sun should be setting at that time , you thought. Checking your phone it was already 4:45. You grabbed your keys and purse as you looked into the mirror next to the door. It’s time to set your plan into action you thought, as you sighed.

You arrived to the beach as you sww Dominik sitting with his knees to his face looking at the sunset. You tapped his shoulder feeling your hands sweat up at the thought of what you were about to do. You saw Dominik turn to you , a smile forming on his face when he saw you.

“Hey mariposa, did you need me here for?” He asked.

“Hey I was wondering.. could we talk for a bit, its kinda important,” you asked as you sat down next to him.. Why were you feeling so nervous all of a sudden? You felt confident just a moment again where did it go? You thought to yourself.

Dominik looked straight ahead, feeling the breeze of the wind hit his hair. He looked so , beautiful. Almost unreal you thought as you looked into his eyes. You took a deep breath before you turned pulled dominik by his hand to look at you.

“You trust me right? This wont ruin what he have? “You whispered to him. You saw his face switch from a smile , to a worried expression.

“Of course, mi vida , I trust you know that right?,” he replies back.

Before you knew it , your faces were closer than you had imagined. You saw Dominik’s gaze linger on your lips and then back to your eyes.

“Dom what are you do-“ but he cut you off before you could continue.

“May I kiss you?” he asked. His question was soon answered as your lips met him in an heated kiss. 

You felt Dom smile into the kiss as your lips left his. You could still feel the linger that his lips left behind. And you loved it. 

“Is that what you wanted to talk about?” He asked as smirk painting his face.

You looked back at the sunset ad you opened your mouth to speak. Feeling his gaze linger on you.

“I just wanted to tell you how much you’ve helped me through out my career. Ive been having a hard time adjusting to the judgment day lifestyle, especially with these changes— its just been hard for me. And at some point I’ve thought about quitting,” you saw Dominiks face change to worry again as you spoke.

“But you helped me through these things Withought knowing. And I love that about you Dom.” You turned to look at him , seeing his smile match yours as his face turned a brighter shade of pink.

He grabbed your hand a bubbly smile on his lips as he began to speak.

“Im happy to be that person for you, and I want you to know how much I care… even if I might not show it you’re always on my mind,” you smiled as you turned to look away , trying to hide your face getting warmer. But instead of letting you, he kept you in his touch , pulling your face closer to his chest. Making you lay down on him. You and Dominik watched the sun set , as you rested on his chest. He took glances at you from time to time, but no words were exchanged. Just the love for each other , lingering in your hearts.

A/N- I hope You like this lovley!! Thank you all for the support on my fics it means alot!! 💕

[spicybeefnoodles]

borrowing clothes

summary: johnny wants tomas to shower before getting in his bed

warnings: suggestive :)

Tomas buried his face into the blankets on Johnny’s bed and relished in the softness of the silk sheets and the however many count thread blanket Johnny had purchased. There was never this sort of luxury and softness at the Lin Kuei, especially considering that they were supposed to live humble lives with only the threadbare essentials. It was a rule the previous Grandmaster had instilled to keep the Lin Kuei assassins humble and to remind them to never grow too comfortable. As much as Tomas appreciated the rule, the hard bottom beds and rough sheets and blankets had rubbed Tomas’s skin raw and grated on his nerves.

“Hey! Change out of your dirty clothes before getting all cozy with my bed!”

Tomas looked up to find Johnny’s face adorned with a frown, his arms crossed in front of his chest, and his hip cocked to one side. Tomas let his head flop back down into the sheets, unwilling to part with the soft heaven that was this bed.

“I didn’t bring a change of clothes.” Tomas mumbled into the bed, burying his fingers under the silk pillow sheets and curling a little further into the bed.

“Come on. You can borrow some of my clothes.” Johnny sighed and tugged at the assassin’s arm. Tomas’s head perked up at the offer.

“And take a shower! These sheets were expensive!” Johnny whined, fully pulling and dragging Tomas out of the bed now. The assassin laughed and grabbed onto Johnny’s arm, dragging him into the bed and bringing their lips together. Caging Johnny underneath his body, Tomas pressed Johnny into the bed and kissed his boyfriend. Johnny wiggled a bit but eventually melted into the kiss and tugged at the lapels of Tomas’s assassins. After a few seconds, Tomas lifted himself off to look at his work. The actor now had a dazed look in his eyes, and his cheeks were dusted a light pink.

“As much as I would love to continue the make-out sesh, I still need you to change, babe. I was not kidding when I said these sheets were expensive.” Johnny wiggled in Tomas’s grip, and Tomas sighed and reluctantly slid off the bed.

“Okay okay. I'll change.” Tomas waited for Johnny to get out of the bed, and the actor excitedly led him to the walk-in closet. Flinging open the doors, Johnny perused through his extensive collection of pajamas as Tomas ‘oohed’ and ‘aahed’ at the variety of clothes. He let his fingers run over the clothes, taking in the soft textures of the clothing. Johnny truly did not skimp on any of his clothing. Not that Tomas expected him to. It was Johnny Cage after all.

“Here!” Johnny shoved some clothing into Tomas’s hands and pushed him to the bathrooms before Tomas could have a good look at the pajamas.

“I’ll be waiting for you!” Johnny then promptly closed the door to the bathroom. Tomas blinked at the door at Johnny’s sudden exit. The assassin had expected some smart remark about the clothing and had even expected Johnny to join him in the shower. Tomas looked down at the clothing that was neatly folded in his hands and decided to unfold it to see what Johnny seemed so excited about.

Suddenly, it made a lot more sense. The clothing was skimpy and would show off Tomas’s physique. The bottoms might as well be considered a thong, and the top was just a sleeveless crop top with a generous boob window. And it was Johnny’s clothing. Johnny’s skimpy clothing that he purchased and wore.

Tomas took a cold shower.

Emerging from the bathroom, Tomas tried his best not to look phased, but he was sure that the flush across his cheeks showed differently. He had looked at himself in the mirror, adjusting the cloth, which despite its tightness still managed to feel like heaven against his skin, until he was satisfied with how he looked. Johnny sat on the bed and was leaning back on his hands and very clearly enjoying the view he had in front of him.

“How do I look?” Tomas gave a little spin for Johnny, and the actor just grinned at him.

“Come here baby.” Johnny motioned for Tomas to come over. The assassin rolled his eyes, but obliged happily and collapsed into Johnny’s arms, knocking the two of them over so that Johnny laid flat on the bed. The actor wrapped his arms around Tomas’s back, tracing his hands along the defined musculature, and Tomas brought his face down so that his lips and Johnny’s were only millimeters apart.

“Now can we continue kissing?” Tomas asked. Johnny just smiled and used one of his hands to cradle the back of Tomas’s head and close the distance between them while his other hand groped at Tomas’s back.

The sheets were dirty by the end of the night.

[yanderestarangel]

DOUBLE PUNISHING PLEASURE - KUAI LIANG AND BI HAN X AFAB READER

Synopsis : you were one of the Lin Kuei ninjas, but you were a poorly raised brat, often making Bi Han angry on purpose, so he decided to get back at you along with his brother.

TW: Double penetration, anal sex, vaginal sex, blowjob M!receive, degradation, asphyxiation, saliva, pet names, submission, master!kink, porn plot, smut, nsfw, punishment, afab reader, power play.

A/N: I did this after seeing a horny comment that would fuck these two, so here's this sinful shit for you guys.

Kuai Liang is the lines marked in orange and Bi Han is marked in blue.

You were thrown hard against the wall of the empty training room, the pain in your back from the impact showed signs immediately, your flesh tingled as you saw the tall figure of Bi Han, your grandmaster, you two didn't get along, Bi Han was the typical brutish and authoritarian leader which made you irritate him with small actions being rebellious with his orders was the main one but this time, even you recognized that you had crossed the line by purposely disrupting a clan mission.

"-I'm tired of this shit (Y/N), you're a fucking brat I've tolerated your behavior for too long." -Bi Han shouts at you, pointing his index finger in your face, obviously he was very angry with you. Soon Kuai Liang also appeared, upset but a little calmer.

"-Calm down Bi Han, I think (Y/N) also made a mistake but let's maintain control and find a punishment that matches the mistake that was made." -Kuai spoke calmly, smiling sideways with a predatory and lustful look at you. "-After all, (Y/N) may be a brat, but he's/she's a cute brat." -He completed by placing his warm, calloused hands on your shoulders, while Bi Han smiled sideways, with an extremely sadistic and dominant look, practically dripping with lust with each step he took towards you.

"-Oh yes, you finally have a good idea Liang, I think I have an idea for you (Y/N)." -Bi Han said, holding your chin, squeezing the flesh of your face. "-You will accept and obey our commands like a good boy/girl right?" -He spoke in an authoritarian tone, with no room for discussion.

Bi Han knelt you down in front of him while Kuai locked the door.

"-You're going to be the fucking little slut you were born to be... Now..." -Bi Han quickly lowered his pants, enough for you to suck him, his dick jumped out of the black fabrics, his veins throbbed and a small, shallow path of hair could be seen below his navel going down to his groin. "-Suck my cock now, like the good slut you are." -Bi Han complemented in a growl, bringing your head to his dick, pushing with all strength and aggression your mouth to his dick, your lips forced themselves to accommodate the salty and musky taste that the grand master's dick had, while Kuai stood behind you, the yellow ninja's fingers traced waves on your pants, making designs on the edges while exposing and teasing your wet pussy, making Liang laugh at the result.

"-Do you get excited this early? I thought you were more of a brat than that (Y/N), you're just a pretty little slut in heat, aren't you?" -Kuai speaks in a murmur, while you saw him take off your pants, fully exposing your pussy.

Bi Han continued to thrust into your mouth, the hard length became even hotter with each erroneous but painful movement he made in your oral cavity, his pink glans hit your throat in a pattern, making you choke and cry with pleasure and pain, the burning of Bi Han's need to achieve his own release using you like this was inexplicably pleasurable but painful, but he didn't care, just smiling as he watched you cry on his dick.

"-You love having my cock in your mouth, don't you? Such a good little slut." -He growled with authority, as he grabbed your head with both hands, the tears that came out of his eyes only drove him to fuck you into oblivion even more.

"-Well, well, well, look at that sweet pussy. Just begging to be fucked, isn't it?" -Kuai Liang says smiling, running his fingers provocatively over your smooth folds, making you shiver. Liang knelt behind you, while using his tongue to pass through your smooth folds, on the outside of your pussy, first teasing your clitoris, he was going to give you pleasure, but he was going to torture you first. You moaned against Bi Han's cock as you felt Liang eat you from the outside with his tongue, but Bi Han didn't let you move a muscle on his cock.

"-That's it, lick me and suck me anyway. You're doing great, my slut." -Bi Han spoke mockingly, pretending to be falsely proud of you, then he felt you suck him harder.

Kuai, getting tired of playing with your pussy on the outside, decided to fuck you another way, with his dick. He took off his pants quickly, while stroking his own member, he teased your clitoris again with the head of his cock, as he slowly pushed his length inside your wet and needy little hole, making you moan loudly against the ninja's cock. old man in front of you.

"-Don't worry, baby, I'm going to give that pussy the pounding it wants, you're going to take every inch of my cock, like a good boy/girl, aren't you?" -Liang spoke with a hoarse tone, while moaning lowly, grabbing your hips while squeezing the soft flesh on your sides, Bi Han didn't release you from his mouth, even though you choked until you hit his groin with your nose, smelling his woody soap that overflowed from the grand master's rough skin, while his cock curved into your throat, leaving you breathless for a few seconds.

"-Holy shit, you're a fucking Brat in heat, hungry for cum, aren't you? I'm going to fuck you so much that you won't be able to think about anything other than serving me." -He spoke between his teeth, freeing you from the cruel grip of the painful blowjob you gave him, after he came all over your tongue. But he soon grabs your face, squeezing your cheeks and telling you to open your mouth, even though you were too embarrassed to do such a task.

"-Open your mouth you cumslut, open that dirty mouth of my cum, now." -the grand master ordered, squeezing your cheeks even more, to the point of pain. Liang noticed this behind you, making him fuck your pussy even harder, making you feel him hitting your womb repeatedly, making you moan and open your mouth, making Bi Han smile satisfied as he watched his cum leak out of your mouth, running down your chin, lips and neck, with strands of saliva connecting to your teeth.

"-Such good little whore..." -With that he spat in your mouth, his saliva mixed with the semen he had on your tongue, telling you to swallow it all, which you quickly obeyed. Kuai took his dick out of your pussy, while he supported you in his arms, hugging your body as he put his throbbing dick inside you.

"-You love being fucked by a real man, don't you? Enjoying every inch of my thick cock deep inside your tight little hole." -Liang's desire grew with every movement of his hips, the feeling of your pussy gripping him tightly bringing him closer to the edge.

Bi Han saw your tight butt hole, but already lubricated by your pussy juices, causing him to smile devilishly, as he took his dick to your second free hole, he entered painfully and quickly, widening you with a single thrust, while you she was shaking in Liang's arms, who just said: "-You're a good boy/girl, you'll handle everything, right?"

They both started to move at a steady pace, Bi Han's hips were bumping against his ass, while Kuai Liang's were against your pussy.

"-You're so good, baby, so tight and wet. Just how I like it, a good pet for my pleasure." -Bi Han said with an extremely sadistic smile while fucking her ass even harder. "-This is your fucking punishment for being such a fucking brat." -He added again, moaning hoarsely while you just moaned, feeling your two holes being filled by both men.

Without prior warning, Liang let out a loud moan, giving a few more thrusts into your pussy, enjoying the hot and sticky liquid on your soft walls.

"-Fuck (Y/N) so beautiful and tight, made me cum early." -Liang spoke softly, smiling as he saw your pussy tremble around his cock, but he soon pulled out, denying you the orgasm you wanted so much. Bi Han still fucked his ass while holding his hips, purposely hurting the sensitive flesh with loud, punishing spanks.

"-Just a little hole for my cum, craving my thick cock deep inside you."

Bi Han soon left you too, kneeling you again, your knees hurt from the impact with the hard floor, while you watched him jerk off quickly, just stimulating his already sensitive thick cock, while he held your face in place and cummed, dirtying your cheeks, lips and every area that Bi Han's sperm jets could reach, he slapped you hard on the face, while smiling satisfied.

"-Was that really necessary? The slap?" -Kuai says to Bi Han, who just laughed looking at you, a dirty, shaking mess on the floor, denied orgasms and marked by slaps and semen.

"-It was necessary for him/her to learn, wasn't it (Y/N)?" -Bi Han replied categorically, leaving the room while Kuai covered you with a sheet, giving you a quick pat on the head.

"-Maybe next time, if you're obedient, you'll be able to cum, okay?"

⸺It was up to you now, to decide to face both again and be punished or to be obedient and see what the future would bring you.

[rowdyhughesy]

Don’t run away, not now - Trevor Zegras

“ I’m burnt out, shit I need some rest. But how can I escape you if you’re in my head? “

- chase atlantic

requested: no

wc: 870

song fic inspired by This is what a broken heart feels like by Marina Lin

You gave it all away

Didn’t even let me in

You gave the worst goodbye

And people ask me how I've been

I wished relationships would come with a trailer, that you could watch it before you fall in love and decide if you wanted to continue. That if the impending heartache that could follow is truly worth it. If those two years filled with kisses on Saturday mornings, the smell of burning toast coming from the kitchen, warm fingertips drawing invisible shapes across my back in the early hours.

The fights when neither of us want to admit we've been wrong, when Trevor threw dirty laundry on the bathroom floor or forgot to put the dishes away.

Or when I let my insecurities become an obstacle I had problems crossing on my own. He would be there with a smile so big the ends of his eyelashes kissed the apples of his cheeks. Soft pink lips placing butterfly light kisses on my temple. Whispering how I was the most beautiful thing he's ever laid his eyes on.

How I wish I could've seen the trailer and been prepared for the ending. Saved myself the numbing ache that followed when I walked inside that door. Trevors facial expression void of any emotion as he breaks my heart into a million tiny glass pieces. 'I don't think it's working out.' Echoing inside my skull every damn time someone asks me how I'm holding up.

Replaying like a broken record that won't stop no matter how much I scream or cry. Palms pressed over my ears crying for it to shut up. Begging for silence. If only for a second

Friday nights got me feeling lonely

Saturdays are when the bottles empty

Why'd you have to leave me?

Dani strokes a comforting hand over the top of my head. Trying to smooth out the tangled rats ness I call hair her other arm wrapped around my body, cuddling me close to her side. Mumbling words of encouragement in my ear as I press my cheek closer to her chest. Hot tears wetting my skin as they run down, leaving small dark splotches on her sweater in their wake.

Throat sore from the cries of a broken heart I’ve been letting out for the past couple of hours.

It’s been two months since Trevor left but the tears still haven’t run dry. Every day there’s new ones along with the clenching feeling in my ribcage. It’s like someone has a tight grip on my heart and slowly but surely the grip becomes tighter and tighter. Squeezing with everything it has until the pain is all I can feel. Until it’s all that’s left.

‘Why did he have to leave Dani? What did I do wrong?’ Voice cracking as another wave of tears bubbles up. Eyes bloodshot, glassy from yet unshed tears and eyelashes clumped together.

‘You didn’t do anything wrong honey you did absolutely nothing. Do you hear me? This is not on you.’ Dani rests her chin on my head. Hand having left it’s previous position in my hair so both her arms are now cradling me close.

Small drops of her own tears that’s managed to slip out landing on my head. Troy gives her a sad smile from his place on the armchair across the coffee table. Trying to hold back all his frustration at his teammate for leaving someone so hurt and broken. For hurting a girl he’s considered as his little sister for two years.

But all he and Dani can do is be a shoulder to lean on and someone to confide in as the girl tries to get over the boy who left without warning.

Don't leave me

Don't leave me

Don't leave me

It’s hard to explain the feeling that crawls up your chest when you come across your ex boyfriends Instagram post. To see those light blue eyes and big smile that used to make your body tingle, lips twitching up at the corners and heart feel like it doubles in size.

Just that this time it’s shards of glass ripping through my skin and into my bones. Tears pricking at my waterline and breath getting knocked out of my lungs. Whole body deflating when I notice the pretty girl standing with her arms wrapped around his middle and kiss pressed to his cheek.

Love you to the moon and to Saturn typed underneath.

And the realisation that he’s never coming back crashing over me like a building being torn down. Rubble and dirt all that’s left behind along with my heart.

Flashes of a face red from crying as I beg for him to not leave, tell me what I could do to make him stay. Without even knowing that he’d been one foot out the door the whole time.

Heart already belonging to someone else. That I was the obstacle he had to get over to be with someone new, someone that would never be me. Not ever again.

[local-enby]

The Eternal Dance of Push & Pull

Lin Beifong x Original Non-Binary Character x Kya ii (Rating: Explicit)

Chapter 20: Shiro & Sun

This chapter has a bit of everything: Exes drama, backstory, plot-building, character development and ends with the smuttiest smut of your life.

Chapter 20 sneak peak below 👀

Shiro nodded. “So, you didn’t answer all my questions… How is being a cop?”

Ashe shook their head. Shiro could call Ashe on their shit, because he genuinely cared about them. “If I’m honest, I don’t think it’s my calling. But I am excelling at it. Excelled so much I triggered my own breakdown, but I’ve got a good team supporting me.”

“A good team is important. What would you want to do instead?” Shiro asked.

“I think I’d like to teach? Train? Whatever you want to call it,” Ashe replied, surprising themself with their own certainty. 

“You should! Chief Beifong did seem kind of fond of you though…” Shiro ventured.

“What do you mean?” Ashe tried to sound confused. They scrambled through their memory of the day’s events trying to sort out what Shiro could have seen.

“I don’t know… she just seemed to care about you a lot,” Shiro speculated further.

“Well, she is my partner,” Ashe said with a wave of their hand.

“Oh, is that right?” Shiro asked with a knowing smirk.

“Mhm, that good team I mentioned,” Ashe tried to defend, their cheeks turning pink. They were starting to sweat. Shiro could always see right through them, and this wasn’t selling.

Shiro nodded, a smile taking over his face. “You have such a thing for scars.”

Ashe’s face went red. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Shiro started laughing. “Why are you lying to me? I know you, Ashe. I promise I won’t tell anyone. I won’t even tell Sun. Fuck, all I want is for you to be happy.”

Ashe rolled their eyes. “Spirits, I forgot how annoying you are.”

“I know you didn’t,” Shiro said, continuing to laugh.

Ashe smiled, shaking their head. It was impossible not to love this man. “Fine, yes. I am seeing Lin. Are you happy?”

“Hardly. I want to know everything,” Shiro replied.

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Lin lounged on her bed wearing green sweatpants and a white tank top. She had small silver glasses on as she devoured a trashy romance novel, an effort to distract herself from thinking about Ashe. She was ripped from her focus by a knock at her front door. She glanced over at the clock, it was late. She set down her book and glasses, then went to get the door.

“Ashe?” She stepped back to let them into the penthouse. They were wearing a matching black pair of sweats bearing the RCPD logo, their bag slung over one shoulder.

“I hope I didn’t wake you. Can I stay here?” Ashe asked.

“I wasn’t asleep. And you don’t have to ask,” Lin replied easily. 

“What were you doing?” Ashe asked.

“Reading,” Lin answered.

“What are you reading?” Ashe smirked, having seen Lin’s book collection.

Lin’s cheeks turned pink, “Just some–”

Ashe saw the light on in Lin’s bedroom and took off down the hall. If Lin was so embarrassed that she couldn’t even say the title without blushing, it was bound to be good.

“Ashe!!” Lin half-yelled, half-laughed, chasing them into the bedroom.

Ashe threw their bag down and made a break for her nightstand. Lin twisted a floor tile to knock them off balance and tackled them onto the bed, pinning them down. Lin quickly reached over to grab the book and dropped it behind the headboard. 

Lin looked down at Ashe, the smile from their laughter fading away as they gazed up at her.

“You know I can just go under there and get it, right?” Ashe’s dimples reappearing.

Lin leaned down to cover their lips with hers. Ashe mewled into her mouth and the sound sent a wave of heat through her. Lin pressed her leg down between Ashe’s and immediately felt their legs open wider, desperate for contact. She loved how quickly the firebender’s body responded to her touch. Lin let her lips travel over their jaw, and down onto their neck. Ashe’s hands tangled into her hair as their breath quickened at her efforts.

“Oh, I see… you’re distracting me,” Ashe said between breaths.

“Is it working?” Lin asked, as her hand pushed its way under the hem of their sweatshirt.

Ashe sat up and pulled the sweatshirt over their head, revealing their bare chest. They let their eyes freely roam Lin’s striking features, settling on her lips. “What do you think?”

Their lips crashed back together, Ashe’s fingers quickly finding the hem of Lin’s tank top to pull it off. Lin laid them back, wrapping their legs around her hips. Her nipples hardened at the contact with the warm skin of Ashe’s solid chest. Ashe’s hands grabbed at Lin’s neck, kissing her passionately.

Lin’s hips bucked into Ashe’s core. Ashe could feel their wetness begin to soak into the soft material of their pants. Here they were, dry humping like teenagers, and Ashe felt wanton with need for the earthbender. Lin’s lips were back on their neck and Ashe felt like they could come, just from this. “Lin… I need you,” they whispered.

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