#el desperado fanfic

[ghostofviperwrites]

Crossing Paths - Part 2

Pairing:  Hiromu Takahashi/El Desperado

Category:   Smut (slash)

Word Count: 1733

Warnings: Choking, biting hair pulling, anal sex, oral sex, hate fuck

39.          “You’re really going to make me beg for it?”

40.          “I’m going to show you what a real fucking is.”

45.          “Fuck, I love the sounds you make.”

46.          “Does this feel good?”

47.          “Please… Don’t stop.”

48.          “Please. I need you. Now.”

77.          “I can’t wait to taste you.”

Hiromu Takahashi whistled cheerfully as he slid his key card into his hotel room door and listened to the whirring sound as it unlocked.   It had been a good few days since the encounter with Despreado in the alley way.  The next day Desperado wouldn’t even look at him, which tickled Hiromu to death.  He liked the dominating man being knocked off kilter.  But then yesterday he had almost unnerved Hiromu, watching him like he was stalking prey. That thrilled Hiromu.  He liked this game.  Liked feeling like he was being chased.   He wondered if he was going to like submitting to Desperado.

That was his last thought as he found himself pushed from behind into the hotel room landing on his stomach with Desperado on his back, knee digging into his spine.  Desperdo’s hand laced in Hiromu’s hair, arching his neck back painfully with Desperado’s knee gouging him.

“Hello Hiromu, did you miss me?”  Desperado hissed into his ear, biting hard on the lobe making Hiromu moan in a mixture of pleasure and pain.   “You got to play the other day. Now it’s my turn.  “I’m going to show you what a real fucking is.”  

“Get off me asshole.”  Hiromu huffed squirming under Desperado’s control.  He was glad he was on his stomach or his hard on was going to give away how much he was enjoying Desperado’s dominance.  

The other man found out soon enough though shifting his body and reaching his hand beneath Hiromu’s and grabbing his cock.  Hiromu moaned as Desperado roughly squeezed him, stroking him through his pants.

“Does this feel good?” Desperado asked pushing Hiromu’s face down into the carpet.  “Does it?”  He growled angrily yanking on Hiromu’s hair when he refused to answer as Desperado jerked him.  

“Yes!”  Hiromu hissed as Desperado climbed off his body releasing his cock and pulling Hiromu to his feet by his hair.  Taking Hiromu’s hand Desperado pressed it to his own hard cock humming in pleasure as Hiromu immediately began stroking him.  

“You want my cock?”  Despreado asked pulling Hiromu’s face to his and biting his bottom lip.  “Have you thought about how I’d feel in your throat?”   Desperado began stroking Hiromu’s cock once again through his pants as Hiromu mirrored the motions on Desperado’s dick.  “What my cum tastes like? Tell me Hiromu, have you imagined being on your knees for me?”

“I have.”  Hiromu admitted.  “I can’t stop thinking about it. I can’t wait to taste you.”

Desperado smiled pulling Hiromu’s mouth to his in a bruising kiss before releasing him.  “It’s your turn to be on your knees.  Take off your clothes and kneel.”  He ordered. He hadn’t been able to get Hiromu out of his head for weeks now. He was determined to take what he wanted and be done with it.  He was tired of playing games.  He would fuck the vexing man right out of his system if that’s what it took.   Desperado stripped off his own clothing as he watched Hiromu undress and fall to his knees.  His own cock swelled as he thought what a nice picture Hiromu made submitting to him.  

Desperado approached Hiromu with a smirk, his hand reaching for that mass of hair he liked pulling on so much and yanked Hiromu’s head forward until his face was pressed to Desperado’s groin.   Desperado dragged Hiromu’s face along his dick, rubbing the head over his cheek and lips eyes on Hiromu’s hand as it stroked his own hard cock.  

“You want it?  You want to put me in your mouth?”  Despreado asked teasingly rubbing the tip of his cock over Hiromu’s lips, pulling it back as Hiromu’s tongue darted out.

“I already said yes.”  Hiromu told him irritably glaring up at him to let Desperado see his displeasure.  

“Beg me.”  Desperado said with a grin.  

“Go to hell.”  Hiromu said sharply trying to tug his head free.  But his hand kept stroking his cock and he couldn’t tear his eyes off Desperado’s hard cock, sitting tauntingly just out of his reach.  

“You want my dick in your mouth you need to beg me for it.”  Desperado said.  “You only have yourself to blame for this, leaving me in an alley like a common whore.”  

Hiromu stared balefully up at Desperado, even though he knew he was going to do what Desperado wanted.   The thought of begging to taste his cock had Hiromu all hot and bothered.  

“You’re really going to make me beg for it?”  Hiromu asked in a last ditch effort receiving an affirming nod in response.  

“Can I please suck you off?”  He asked half-heartedly, hiding his smile.  He kind of liked this game.  He definitely liked playing it with women and it was fun being on the other side for a change.

“You can do better than that.  C’mon.  I know you want it.  I can see it. Tell me how badly you need my cock.” Desperado cajoled.  

“Desperado can I please suck you?” Hiromu asked turning on the full force of his seductive bedroom eyes on the unwitting man.   “I want to taste your cock and run my tongue around it. I want you to fuck my throat and make me gag. I want to make you moan and weak in the knees before you fill my mouth with your sweet cum.”  

“Fuck.” Desperado breathed.  “Go ahead.”   Hiromu grinned triumphantly as Desperado pulled him back to his cock.  Desperado hissed as Hiromu took him into his mouth and sucked hard, his tongue circling Desperado’s length as Hiromu’s lips wrapped around him.   Settling into an easy rhythm Hiromu bobbed on Desperado’s cock licking and sucking with every movement, one hand stroking his own cock and the other reaching to fondle Desperado’s balls.  

“Please… Don’t stop.” Desperado hated that he was now the one practically begging as Hiromu used that wicked tongue of his to almost bring him to his knees.  He hadn’t realized Hiromu was quite so experienced in sucking dick.  Feeling his release coming Desperado grabbed two handfuls of Hiromu’s hair and buried his cock deep in Hiromu’s throat getting satisfaction as he heard him gagging around him.  With a grunt his cock exploded, his seed slipping down Hiromu’s throat who greedily swallowed it.  

“I should walk out on you right now like you did me.  But I’m not going to.  I think I need to fuck your ass before I go.”  He pulled Hiromu to his feet and pushed the smaller man onto the bed on his back crawling between his legs. Desperado’s hands wrapped around Hiromu’s cock, stroking him rapidly as he stared down at Hiromu’s flushed face.

“Did you get all excited sucking me?” Despreado asked with a twist of his wrist that had Hiromu moaning.  “I bet you’re a slut for sucking dick aren’t you?”  

Hiromu smirked up at him, hips thrusting into Desperado’s hand as it stroked Hiromu’s cock.  

“I know you’ve sucked a dick before.  Have you ever had a cock up your ass?”  Despreado hovered over Hiromu’s lips as he waited for an answer.  When he received a slow nod Desperado growled and kissed him, finding himself incredibly turned on by the thought of Hiromu getting pounded into from behind.   Breaking from his lips Desperado kissed Hiromu’s jaw and down his neck before sinking his teeth deep into his collar bone making Hiromu whimper. 

“Fuck, I love the sounds you make.” Desperado said sucking on Hiromu’s neck and sinking his teeth in various spots as he moved.  “I can’t wait to hear how you moan while I’m inside you.”  

“Please. I need you. Now.” Hiromu groaned as Desperado pulled hard on his cock.  A whimper escaped him as Desperado climbed off the bed.  Hiromu watched with hungry eyes as Desperado grabbed a bottle of lube from his pants before returning.  

“On all fours.  I’m going to fuck you from behind like the bitch you are.”  Desperado ordered chuckling as Hiromu hurriedly obeyed looking over his shoulder as Desperado generously lubed up his cock.  “You like that huh? Like being a little bitch?” Hiromu flinched as the cold lube was poured over his ass, Desperado’s fingers probing at his entrance.  “Maybe next time I’ll bring the leash.  Collar you up like a proper bitch.”  

Hiromu couldn’t contain his whimper as he imagined himself with that thick black collar around his neck as Desperado dragged him around by the leash. Forcing him to suck his cock.    

The tip of Desperado’s cock pressing against him brought Hiromu back to the present and he breathed deeply to relax himself as Desperado pushed inside, taking it slowly as Hiromu got used to his girth.   Once he was fully seated Desperado gave Hiromu a moment to adjust before he began moving, his hips slapping against Hiromu’s ass as he fucked him deeply.  Grunts and moans filled the room air as their bodies slapped together, sweat dripping down their bodies as Hiromu pushed his hips back to meet every one of Desperado’s thrusts.  

Hiromu stroked his cock as Desperado thrust into him, yelping as Desperado grabbed him by the hair and yanked him back flush with his chest, his teeth sinking into Hiromu’s shoulder before his hand wrapped around his throat. As his air was cut off Hiromu came, his hot cum splattering on his hand and the bedspread as Despreado gave a last thrust into his ass and Hiromu felt the warmth of Desperado’s release as he pushed him away.  

Hiromu lay sated on his belly as Despreado dressed and left the room without another word.

“Until next time Desperado.”  Hiromu mumbled with a smile as the door slammed behind him.  

[majorheelturn]

it’s here it’s here!

it’s @wrestlebang time and though the last month or so has been…. a challenge…. I got the best kind of escape through writing one of my favorite pairs of mutual pining dorks, El Desperado and Zack Sabre Jr.

I can’t wait for you all to see the absolute brilliance that @mellivora came up with- I was BLESSED to get connected with an artist who loves these two and was willing to talk NJPW D&D classes on the side.

for now, enjoy the drama, the submission holds as kink, and the pining to fluff pipeline.

heaven help a fool who falls in love

el desperado/zack sabre jr

10,589 words & outtakes to follow

[pepperstreak]

Despy is the spook of the day! He's a handsome fella! A true romantic 💀🌹

[itsburup]

Literally the best fanfic ever that I CANNOT stop reading!!!

[ynhotcakes]

🗒 ❛ Beyblade Burst reagindo a ... ༉‧₊˚✧

você os abraçando de repente!❃ུ۪

Valt Aoi✨

Te abraça de volta com um sorriso enorme no rosto.

Fica sem graça e ri sem jeito.

"Aw que fofo..." (Eu li isso com a voz dele MDS)

Shu Kurenai ✨

Fica sem reação no início.

Hesita em retribuir mas no final se rende.

Acha fofo mas pede pra sair.

Rantaro Kiyama/Chefão✨

Abraça de volta muito MUITO mais forte.

Sorri todo bobinho.

"Tem noção do privilégio que você está tendo agora? Não é qualquer um que pode simplesmente ganhar um abraço do grande Rantaro Kiyama!"

Ken Midori ✨

Fica vermelho igual um morango.

Keru e Besu gritando por ele.

Não retribui,mas faz com carinho no seu cabelo com Besu

Daigo Kurogami✨

Fica calado.

Tenta manter a compostura de emo.

A única pessoa de quem aceita abraços é do irmão dele, então você o abraçando lembra Ryota e por isso ele aceita.

Wakiya Murasaki ✨

Faz o maior escândalo pra que você solte ele,e ele falha.

Dá um tapinha no seu ombro

"Eu não gosto de pessoas me abraçando, então é essa é a primeira e última vez, entendeu?"

Toko Aoi✨

Retribui de imediato mesmo com vergonha.

Não estranha,nem questiona, apenas aproveita.

Por você ser muito maior que ele; é possível que você tenha que se abaixar para poder abraçar-lo.

Nika Aoi✨

Fica toda feliz da vida.

Abraça beeem forte mesmo.

Você levanta ela no ar como se fosse um bebê,ela é um bebê.

Orochi Ginba✨

Acha confortável.

Sorri e cora.

Não retribui,mas coloca a mão nas suas costas e fica acariciando até você sair.

Zac Alvorada ✨💋

Você pode jurar que viu várias estrelas brilhando nos olhos dele

"Você é meu/minha fã, é normal que fãs desperados assediem seus ídolos em momentos veneráveis! Eu vou deixar passar dessa vez pra mostrar meu amor por aqueles que me ama."

No final ele te abraçou também.

Akira Yamatoga✨

Se envergonha.

Te agarra pela cintura e encosta o rosto no seu ombro; sorrindo.

"Isso é muito confortável,espero te abraçar mais vezes."

Xander Shakadera✨

Ri com aquela risada que você conhece.

Assim como o Rantaro,ele te abraça muito forte... muito forte ao ponto de quase te deixar sem ar. Depois ele ameniza um pouco deixando menos apertado e pede desculpas.

No final quando vocês se separam ele apenas bagunça seu cabelo.

Lui Shirosagi✨

Fica bem assustado ao ponto de gritar.

Te xinga, muito.

No final ele deixa, reclamando,mas deixa.

Quon Lemon✨

No começo ele ia te pedir pra sair,mas percebe que achou confortável, então apenas aproveita.

Fica uma bagunça de feliz.

É o primeiro a se afastar e te chama pra andar de skate com ele.

Yugo Nansui✨

Te pede pra sair de um jeito meio rude.

E você saí meio sem graça.

Ele percebe que deixou um clima estranho, então te abraça mas no estilo "brother" , com o braço no ombro do outro.

Ben Azuki✨

Grita (até aí tudo bem).

Fica se mexendo pra sair e consegue.

Você pede desculpas mesmo sabendo que ele gostou,e ele acena aceitando.

✎＿＿＿＿＿＿＿＿＿＿＿＿＿＿＿＿＿＿＿＿＿＿＿＿

♡Sim amigos, existe fanfic de Beyblade Burst kkkk amo. Enfim é o meu primeiro post no Tumblr então é normal que não tenha muitas curtidas, até pq nem eu gostei muito da minha escrita.

♡ De qualquer forma eu espero ter agradado alguém,se você leu isso muito obrigado/a! Você merece um abraço de todos eles (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧.

[breadclubrising]

song lyric prompts pls?

Hi! idk if anyone's around, but do you guys want to send some fic prompts? This time with song lyrics!

One of my favorite longer (but short for me) fics i've written is this one about El Desperado, based on the song 'Desperado' by Eagles. And I used to do three-sentence fics, but now they all kinda feel like cheating, because I was very liberal with my interpretations of "three" and "sentence".

So, I'd love for folks to submit some song lyrics (or a whole song for the ~vibe) and a wrestler(s) you'd like to see a smol fanfic about! Let's say, '3-ish' sentences.

thank you!

[eldesperadont]

Rules: tag 9 people you’d like to get to know better! I was tagged by @momdailykos !! Thank you 💕

• top three ships: right now,, 1.) El Desperado/Hiromu cause I hate myself and love thinking about enemies to friends to lovers kinda stuff :’)) - 2.) oof .. Boerne/Thiel from Tatort Münster, I can’t help myself, I love these old dumb bastards bickering and caring for each other - 3.) ... hmm back to wrestling, Naito/Bushi I guess, they are just really soft and a feel good ship, theyve been caring for each other since years now, even before lij was a thing; even without a shipping lense, they are so important for each other and that’s really nice :)

• last movie: hitman hart: wrestling with shadows - saw that it’s on prime and watched it recently, good thing that I’m so used to Vinny Mac’s bs already so nothing really surprised me

• lipstick or chapstick: chapstick, which i never really use eventho I should - also I don’t own a single lipstick

• watching: random wrestling stuff and recently quite a lot of YouTube videos about people fixing old tech? Idk it’s quite satisfying

• last song: che vuole questa musica stasera by peppino gagliardi, that song is 👌👌 the drama the emotion, that goes for all of peppinos stuff, lov u sad italian man

• reading: nothing besides random fanfics here and then,,, I can hardly get myself to read anything long cause my attention span is zero, I want to give audio books a try to “read” more

Tagging: if they want to @strugglingcygnus - @miloloveswrestling - @catfoodminmo - @eaglesospreay - @prinxxe - @king-of-darkness-his-thighness - @sortofgetit - @gayzacksabrejr

[ghostofviperwrites]

Crossing Paths - Part 1

I posted this story once a long time ago and it seems to have vanished off the face of the Earth so I’m reposting.  

The first and only slash fic I’ve ever written simply because the Hiromu/Despy feud called for it like no other.  

Pairing:  Hiromu Takahashi/El Desperado

Category:   Smut (slash)

Word Count: 1435

Warnings: Slight Choking, hitting, hair pulling, rough oral sex, hate fuck

50.          “Get on your knees.”

51.          “This cock isn’t gonna suck itself.”

68.          “Fuck, that’s good.”

69.          “Holy shit, you’re so fucking sexy like that.”

“You two seriously need to fuck and just get it over with.”  Naito said as he and Hiromu Takahashi walked into the Los Ingobernables dressing room.  

“Who needs to fuck?” Evil asked coming out of the shower area, towel around his waist.  “Desperado and Hiromu?”  

“Why does everyone say we need to fuck?”  Hiromu asked throwing himself down on the bench.  “I don’t even like him.”  

“Ever heard of a hate fuck?”  Sanada asked looking up from his phone.  “If two people have ever needed one it’s you and Desperado.”  

“And we all know you don’t need to like someone to fuck them.” Bushi pointed out.  

Hiromu pouted arm folding over his eyes as he thought about his friends’ words.   He couldn’t stand Desperado.  The man drove him fucking insane.   He wanted nothing more than to punch him and kick him and bite him and maybe stick his cock down his throat until he choked.   Hiromu groaned at that thought, the image of him standing over a kneeling Desperado, hips pressed to the man’s lips with his dick deep in his throat making his cock twitch.  Maybe they were right.  

“Even if I wanted to. And I’m not saying I do.  He has no interest.”  Hiromu said sourly.  

“I wouldn’t be so sure.” Evil said as he dressed.  “From what I’ve heard I don’t think he’s nearly as adverse as you want to believe.”  

Hiromu perked up at Evil’s words.  The man was rarely wrong with his information.  Maybe there was an opportunity to be had.  Pushing the thought away for the time being Hiromu began gathering his belongings as did the rest of LIJ preparing to return to their hotel rooms.  

Begging off from the group’s plans, Hiromu went for a walk down the quiet streets, the cool night air fueling Hiromu’s raging emotions as he thought about this rivalry with El Desperado.  He hadn’t paid the masked man much mind before.  Didn’t have a whole lot of interaction, but now they were fighting on an almost daily basis and as much as Hiromu didn’t want to admit it, he was excited by Desperado.  Desperado was wild and aggressive and physical; all things Hiromu loved.   He didn’t like the man, but he wanted him. The thought of gagging Desperado with his cock had Hiromu rock hard and not paying attention making him bump into someone on the sidewalk.  Hiromu immediately recognized the raspy voice that spat curse words at him. Desperado.  Of all the people to run into, it would be him.  

Hiromu found himself staring into Desperado’s cold blue contact coated eyes.  He must have been out with the Guns as he was still in his mask. The idea of him in his mask with Hiromu’s cock in his mouth painted a pretty picture for Hiromu.  Without thinking Hiromu shoved the man, spitting nasty words right back and the drunk and belligerent man.  

Hiromu moaned when Desperado grabbed a handful of his hair and yanked, raising his hand to return the favor to Desperado, the two yanking and pulling each other falling off balance and into an alley way.  Hiromu was the first to react scrambling and climbing on top of Desperado and wrapping his hands around his throat, pinning him to the ground as Hiromu straddled him. Hiromu tightened his hands around Desperado’s throat as he grinned down at him.  A shift of his body and Hiromu felt it.  Proof that Desperado was not nearly as immune to Hiromu as Hiromu had believed.  Goddamn Evil was right again.   Desperado stilled underneath Hiromu grateful for the mask that was hiding his blush as he knew Hiromu had felt his growing hard on.  

He waited for Hiromu to taunt him, call him disgusting and any other derogatory thing he could think of for lusting after him.  Instead Hiromu pushed himself down, rubbing along Desperado’s cock before he leaned down and attacked Desperado’s mouth.  Surprise had Desperado parting his lips as Hiromu’s tongue pushed through. Desperado’s tongue tentatively met Hiromu’s stroking around their mouths as the kissed deepened.  Breaking for air the two men glared at each other.  

“I fucking hate you,” Desperado spat.

“Good.”  Hiromu growled.  “I hate you too.  And I’m going to hate you while you gag on my cock.”  Hiromu pushed off Desperado and rose to his feet, hands moving to the buckle of his belt.  “Get on your knees.”  Desperado hesitated for the briefest of moments, but the thought of Hiromu abusing his throat had him scrambling onto his knees.  

“Holy shit, you’re so fucking sexy like that.”  Hiromu mumbled as he stared down at Desperado on his knees staring up at him with eyes filled with a mixture of lust and hate.  Unzipping his pants Hiromu pulled out his cock, stroking it idly as Desperado’s eyes followed his every movement.  

“Well? Come on.  This cock isn’t gonna suck itself.” Hiromu said impatiently.  

“Fuck you.”  Desperado spat, batting Hiromu’s hand off his dick and taking the length in his own fist. His strokes were rough and jerky pulling at Hiromu’s cock as Desperado hesitantly moved his mouth towards the head. Darting his tongue out tentatively Desperado licked the tip of Hiromu’s cock a few times before he parted his lips and took the head into his mouth.   His eyes closed as his tongue felt the unfamiliar flesh in his mouth, sucking hard at the bulbous head and tasting a slight salty tinge.  Gaining confidence as Hiromu moaned Desperado slid his cock further into his mouth breathing deeply through his nose to control his urge to gag.   Having never sucked a cock before Desperado was hesitant in his actions, trying to do what he liked when girls went down on him, pushing his tongue around Hiromu’s thickness and sucking hard as he slid him further into his mouth.  

Hiromu kept his eyes focused on Desperado as the masked man brought him pleasure, his hand moving to rest on Desperado’s head as he watched him mouth swallow him.  For a brief moment their eyes met before Desperado lowered his eyelids and pushed his head further on Hiromu’s cock.   Pulling Desperado off his cock by the tendrils of his mask Hiromu tilted the other man’s head back until he opened his eyes and glared up at Hiromu.

“I’m going to fuck your face now. Do you understand?”  Hiromu warned him smirking as he saw the internal battle raging within Desperado as he fought against submitting to his enemy.  Finally Desperado nodded in Hiromu’s hold granting him the control he sought.   Desperado opened his mouth and slid Hiromu back into his mouth, his own hands sliding down to his groin and rubbing his crotch through his pants as Hiromu began guiding Desperado’s head back and forth on his cock.  

He hated to admit it but Desperado found himself getting more excited as Hiromu forced his head up and down at will making Desperado gag as the cock penetrated his throat.  Desperado could feel spit leaking from his mouth as Hiromu roughly fucked his throat.   Squeezing his cock through his pants Desperado stroked it as Hiromu’s hips snapped against his face.  

“Fuck, that’s good.” Hiromu grunted as he buried himself in Desperado’s throat.  The sounds of Desperado choking around him were driving Hiromu insane with lust and for a moment he wanted more than just to fuck Desperado’s face.  Pushing aside that thought Hiromu concentrated on using Desperado’s mouth, his hips rocking against the other man’s lips.

“I’m going to cum.”  Hiromu said after several more minutes of intense thrusting, pulling back to rest just his tip on Desperado’s tongue as his load shot out, the creamy seed coating his mouth.   Desperado pulled back with a slight grimace the salty substance foreign on his tongue but he wasn’t completely turned off by it so he swallowed it much to Hiromu’s delight.   Tucking himself back in his pants Hiromu nodded with satisfaction.  He felt much better now.  

“See you around Desperado,” Hiromu teased as he walked out of the alley, leaving the other man on his knees his creative curses following Hiromu out onto the sidewalk as he whistled cheerfully and disappeared into the night.  

[phoradendron]

e s x for the fanfic author asks!! 💞💞

Thank you! who is your OTP? Well I mean Kenny Omega and Kota Ibushi I guess, cause canon, but Sanada and Milano….or Bushi and Naito… or Hiromu and…. anyone, really, especially Dragon Lee or El Desperado… I have so many….link your favourite author. Ah this is tough! I’ll link my fave fic atm cause there are so many authors I love. I go absolutely stupid over this fic, it is amazing, I LOVE Evil in here, he is so great and funny.Tomorrow Never Comesgive a summary of your current project!Okay I got a few, but the one I worked on most recently is Milano and Sanada in the same AU as the Bushi fic, Milano is a locksmith, so skilled some say that the gods would use Milano’s locks to keep the unworthy out of paradise (DO YOU GET ITPARADISE?!PARADISE LOCKS?!)but Milano starts receiving complaints that his perfect locks are being opened, but each time, nothing has been stolen! Almost like a very skilled thief is showing off and trying to get his attention… 

[destinodejapon]

This was so hot 🔥 but also kinda sweet 💕

Busy Night

So this is based on my love of Misu and El Despy and many thanks to @vipervenomisgoodforyou​ and @laziestgirlintheworld​ for the idea. Much love to the two of you!

The show was nearly over. All of Suzuki Gun had won their matches and they were preparing to go home. Your boyfriend, Minoru, was in the shower so you were hanging with the rest of the boys until he was ready.

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[tothehounds]

Desperado grunts, already annoyed that Hiromu can read him despite being miles apart.

Satisfied. Hiromu keeps talking in that steady cadence of his. The one he takes while he’s partly distracted but still splitting half of his attention on the conversation. Still very much invested even if his brain is preoccupied with a million other interesting things.

“You want something. But you don’t want to voice it because your needs might contradict whatever preconceived notions you think the other person might have about your situation. You want to please but you also want to stay firm in your own desires.”

“So I’m fucked either way is what you’re saying?”

Hiromu sighs. Clearly annoyed Desperado just isn’t getting the obvious answer. “There’s no shame in voicing what you want.”

“Then I want you to shut up.”

[ghostofviperwrites]

Game of Chance

Requested by @pyschoticsexpot

Pairing:  El Desperado/FC/Hiromu

Category:   Smut

Word Count: 918

Warnings: language, smut, m/f/m threesome

37.          “I’m too sober for this”

Would figure the exact person he was attempting to stay far away from would wander into this out of the way hole in the wall bar Desperado thought with irritation as Hiromu Takahashi burst through the door with a pretty little thing in tow.

“Desperado!” Hiromu shouted exuberantly as he caught sight of his nemesis.  “Look Hana-chan!  Despy is here!”  Hiromu pushed Hana into the stool next to Desperado and then slid on the one beside her.

“Go away Hiromu.”  Desperado growled tossing back the rest of his whisky and signaling for another.

“No Despy.  I’m bored.” Hiromu pouted.  “Nobody wants to play with me today.”  

“I wonder why,” Was Desperado’s pointed response.   “Besides, why don’t you play with her?” He waved vaguely in Hana’s direction. 

Hiromu grinned widely and leaned over Hana’s body to peer at Desperado.

“Oh I am going to play.”  Hiromu promised.  “I want to play a game. And I need someone to play with me.” 

Desperado stared dispassionately at Hiromu, hoping his thoroughly annoyed expression would be enough to send the man packing.  Instead Hiromu just grinned back and him making Desperado huff.  He knew it wouldn’t be that easy.  When Hiromu got something in his head there was no dissuading him and it looked like Desperado was the unfortunate soul subject to his whims tonight. 

“I’m too sober for this” Desperado groaned as he gave up, tossing back his full cup of whisky in a frantic gulp and ordering another to immediately down.  “What are you up to Hiromu?”  He asked warily as the whisky began to warm his body.

Hiromu smiled and pulled a pack of cards from his back packet smacking it down on the bar in front of Hana. 

“High card wins.  I win I get Hana.  You win you get Hana.  We tie, we both get Hana.”  Hiromu said with a grin. 

“Hiromu I…” Hana spoke up getting silence by Hiromu’s sharp glare. 

“Nobody asked for your input Hana-chan.   Be a good girl and sit quietly.” Hiromu chastised. 

“Fine.”  Desperado asked intrigued despite himself.  Hell he had a 2 out of 3 chance of getting laid, even if he did have to share with Hiromu.  Wouldn’t be all bad.  He rolled his eyes in annoyance as Hiromu made a big show out of shuffling the deck, scattering the cards around the bar top like they do in the casinos and mixing them up before theatrically slamming a card face down in front of Desperado and one in front of him.

“After you,” Hiromu grinned bowing dramatically as Desperado took another drink and flipped over his card with a frown.  6 of spades.  Shitty card he huffed.  Hiromu on the other hand looked delighted.  Until he looked at his own card, smile falling and nose scrunching in distaste as he flipped it over.  6 of hearts. 

“Guess that means we’re sharing.”  Desperado said with a grin.   He was pleased with the outcome, especially considering the low card he had. 

Hiromu pouted for a brief second, irritated his own game had backfired on him, but then he smiled again. 

“Let’s go Hana-chan.” He said pulling the shell-shocked woman along behind him towards the bathroom. “Desperado and I are going to fuck you now.”  

This ought to be interesting Desperado thought downing the rest of his fourth tumbler of whisky before pushing off his stool and ambling after the duo.  By the time Desperado made his way into the bathroom Hiromu already had Hana naked and on her knees with Hiromu working on removing his own pants.

Desperado leaned against the wall watching as Hana took Hiromu’s cock into her mouth, sounds of her sucking filling the small space.  Idly toying with his buckle, Desperado opened it and pulled his own cock out, stroking it to erection before stepping up to Hana and grabbing the back of her head.  Pulling her free of Hiromu’s cock, Desperado pushed her mouth on his own cock grunting as her tongue slid along his length.  Narrowing his eyes at Desperado in irritation Hiromu grabbed her head and pulled her back to his cock, pushing it into her throat as she gasped.

“If you didn’t want to share you shouldn’t have played your stupid game.”  Desperado growled pulling Hana back to his cock.  This continued for several more moments, the men yanking Hana’s head around at will as she bent to their will. 

“Fine!”  Hiromu finally snapped. “I’ll just fuck her then.”  He grumbled under his breath as he moved behind Hana, pulling her to her feet while keeping her bent over Desperado’s cock.  Pushing her skirt up and panties down Hiromu lined up with Hana’s pussy and pushed in violently lurching her further onto Desperado’s cock. 

No more words were spoken as they settled into an uneasy truce, Hana’s body bouncing between the two muscular men as they used her without mercy until they reached their climaxes.  As soon as they were dressed Hiromu grabbed Hana’s hand and led her from the bathroom.

“Come Hana-chan.  Let’s go find Naito.  He’s much more fun to play with.”  Hiromu said casting a dirty look at Desperado who flipped the middle finger at him with a grin as they disappeared around the corner. 

Desperado righted himself and slid back into his stool, signaling for another whisky as he had a long way to go  before he was drunk enough to suit him. 

[ghostofviperwrites]

Aggravating

Requested by Anonymous

Pairing:  El Desperado/FC

Category:  

Word Count: 489

Warnings:  unwanted kissing

69.          “A kiss for good luck?” and 95.  “I don’t like your attitude.”

There he was.  The bane of your existence.  You glared at El Desperado as he smirked at you across the crowded hallway.  God you wanted to stomp over there and smack that smile of his damn sexy face.  You froze rethinking your words.  Did you just think sexy in relation to Desperado?  Shaking your head violently you dispelled the very thought.  He wasn’t sexy.  He was cocky and mean and aggravating and an outright pain in your ass.  The man did everything he could to make your job as an intern a living hell.  There was no way you found him attractive. 

And just your luck your internal musings had allowed him to sneak up on you, leering down at you with Zack Sabre, Jr. and Taka Michinoku at his sides. 

“I’m about to go out for my match.”  Desperado said reaching out to run his fingers down a locket of your hair.  Angrily you swatted his hand away meeting his eyes with a glare as he laughed.

“So?” You asked disdainfully. 

“So I need something from you.”  He said with a grin that told you that you were going to regret asking, but you couldn’t outright ignore him.  In a roundabout way he was your boss.

“What do you need?” You asked reluctantly.

“A kiss for good luck?” He asked laughing as you blanched.

“Go to hell!” you spat.  Your attempts at a memorable exit were halted as he grabbed you by the arm and spun you back into his.   Before you could react his lips were on yours and his tongue in your mouth.  You gasped against his mouth in surprise telling yourself you weren’t feeling a damn thing as your nipples tightened in response.  Pushing yourself free you slapped him, not having nearly the effect you wanted giving the mask covering his face. 

“I don’t like your attitude.”  Desperado growled, grabbing your wrist and yanking you close to him. “I’d watch yourself girlie.”  He hissed in your face, his cold blue eyes sending shivers through you.

He pushed you away, almost making you stumble over the boxes of merch behind you and you glared as the three walked away leaving you fuming.   Who the hell did he think he was?  You thought as you shoved around boxes finding the t-shirts you had been looking for before you were so rudely interrupted.  Taking them to the stand in the concourse you ducked into the bathroom, splashing water on your overheated face as you stared in the mirror.

You didn’t like that kiss.  Not a single second of it.  You repeated that mantra, reassuring yourself that you hadn’t felt a damn thing when that insufferable man had kissed you.   And if he tried something like that again?  You were gonna punch him in his pretty little mouth.

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Pentagon 3

Pairing: El Desperado/Bushi/Pentagon Jr. /FC

Category:   Smut

Word Count: 2016

Warnings:  public sex, oral sex, spitting, spanking, humiliation, blood  

The walk home from the bar was relatively silent.  You were stewing in both humiliation from Pentagon’s rejection and anger at your two lovers throwing you into that situation.

“Both of you are assholes.” You yelled as you entered the room, frustration from the evening’s events reaching a head as they carried on as if they hadn’t just utterly humiliated you for their own amusement.  “You had no right to do that to me.”

“Didn’t see you complaining when it was happening.”  Desperado said throwing his wallet down on the desk in your suite.  “In fact you looked downright eager to open your mouth for Pentagon’s cock. Shame you couldn’t suck him properly.”  

“I don’t see what you’re so upset about.  We were just giving you what you wanted.”  Bushi gave his input with a smirk.  “How were we to know he’d be completely disgusted by what a slut you are?”

An exasperated scream left you and you stomped your foot, so angry with the two of them you couldn’t stand to look at them for another second.

Yanking open the door you yelled that you were going for a short walk before slamming the door and storming down the hallway.   You needed to get out into the cool night air before you really lost your cool. At this moment you hated them and you hated yourself.  You were mad at yourself for being turned on at the way they and Pentagon had treated you.  Pentagon had treated you like dirt and all you could think about was how good his cock had felt in your mouth.   Remembering how it felt to be on your knees in front of him, his thickness choking you, made you less than focused on your surroundings as you approached the elevators and crashed into what felt like a brick wall coming out of the vending room. You bounced off the man and into the doorway falling on your ass on the tiled floor in front of the ice machine.  

Wincing as pain racketed through your body from the jolt your gaze moved up to find you staring at Pentagon.   As he recognized you that sneer he had looked at you with all night reappeared.

“Don’t you ever take off your gear?”  You snapped defensively.  Your attempt to rise to your feet was halted by his hand on your shoulder, keeping you on your knees before him as he placed his filled ice bucket on top of the machine.

Pentagon stared down at you, head cocking to the side as he considered you once again.  He was planning on getting his ice, taking a nice hot shower and getting out of his gear before settling in for the night.  Problem was he was horny and honestly too lazy to go trawling for some pussy.   Pentagon figured it was fate that he happened to bump into you again.  

“Suck my dick.”  Pentagon repeated his earlier command from the bar at you, his hands once again pushing down his tights and pulling his cock out.  

“Here?” You asked nervously, the thought of saying no never crossing your mind. Public sex had never been your thing. The risk of getting caught was high, yet it kind of excited you.  

“You want to make it into my room, you do it here.” Pentagon said impatiently, dangling that carrot of more from him in front of you.  Swallowing your nerves, you reached up to him and encircled his cock with your hand, barely able to close your fingers around his thickness.  

“Thought you didn’t like the way I sucked?” You couldn’t help the smart comment as you stroked him to full erection.

“Don’t talk.” Pentagon said shortly.  “You have nothing I want to hear.”  

Rebuked you lowered your eyes focusing on the cock in your hands, tongue darting out to lick over his tip before swirling around the bulbous head. Your hands stroked the length as you opened wide to take him in.  Bobbing on his length you kept your tongue pressed to the underside of Pentagon’s cock while his hand made its way to the back of your head and pushed, urging you to take him deeper.   It was impossible not to gag as he stretched your mouth, the tip of his cock weighing heavily on your tongue as he pushed deeper into your mouth.   The ding of the elevator had you startled, wide eyed looking up at Pentagon in a panic, to which he just smiled and pushed deeper into your throat making you audibly gag as you heard the doors slide open.  Luckily the occupants went the opposite direction.

“What’s the matter zorra?  Don’t want anyone to know what a whore you are?  Sucking off a stranger in a vending room.”  Penta pulled roughly on your hair making you wince.   A slam of his hips had him in your throat and drool leaking from your mouth as you choked and struggled to breathe through your nose.

 “Fucking dirty cunt!”  Penta spat as he battered your throat.  “Look at me!”

You struggled to follow his command awkwardly tilting your head to meet his gaze which was full of derision as he stared at you before spitting heavily on your face.  You shuddered as the warm spittle trickled down your nose and to your lips.   Pentagon kept control of you, pushing your head up and down his cock rubbing your throat raw as he continually breeched it.   He spit on you several more times, your face covered with his saliva, dripping down your cheeks and forehead, as well as matting in your hair.   You thought your jaw was going to break as he continued abusing your mouth until he finally pulled from your throat and took his cock in his hands.  Stroking it quickly, tip pointed at your face, streams of hot cum splattered across your face.  

“Now you look like a proper whore.”  Pentagon said with satisfaction as he tucked himself back in his pants. “You want more, you follow me to my room on all fours.”  

Directive issued he turned his back on you and entered the hallway. Cursing your weakness you dropped to all fours and crawled after him, grateful for the empty hallway and praying that no one came out, especially Desperado and Bushi.  Your eyes lingered on their door as Pentagon passed it wondering if you should just give up and return to them.  That thought was quickly discarded and you quickened your pace to catch up with Pentagon who was waiting impatiently by his door at the end of the hallway.   He held the door open, stepping aside to allow you to crawl past before closing it behind you.  

Penta came to stand in front of you, his booted feet in your line of vision as you kept your head down.  A trail of cum and spit hanging from your chin broke and splattered on his boot earning a grunt of disapproval.

“Clean that off.”  Pentagon said watching with crossed arms as you lowered your face to his foot, tongue darting out tentatively to lick the leavings.   When he was satisfied he withdrew his foot and stepped back.

“Get up and get naked.  Let me see what has Desperado and Bushi so sprung on you.”  Pentagon said.  You felt a flash of guilt at the mention of their names.  They certainly wouldn’t understand you running off on them to fuck Pentagon.   That guilt was pushed away by another voice arguing they were quick to offer you up to him earlier.   Rising you stripped acutely aware of the mess Pentagon had already left on your face. It was starting to dry and get uncomfortable, but you had a feeling asking to clean up was not going to go over well.  

He stared at you for what felt like an uncomfortably long time, lips pursed as he perused your body and you flushed every time his eyes lingered on a mark left by your boys.  And there were plenty of them.  

“Undress me.” Penta said breaking the silence and you rushed to obey, pulling off his clothes and revealing his thick muscular body to your gaze.  When you reached for his mask he caught your wrists in his grip squeezing tightly and making you wince.  “Don’t touch my mask, you never touch my mask.”   With a mumbled sorry you fell backwards as he pushed you away.  

Moving to his suitcase Pentagon pulled out a couple of his belts pulling your arms behind your back and strapping them together by the biceps before he pushed you over the bed.   His cock was at your pussy in seconds, pushing inside with no preparation making you squeal.  

“Shut up coño.”  Pentagon spat driving hard into your pussy.  You quickly failed at following his edict when Pentagon drug his nails from your shoulders down your back and over your ass leaving angry red marks down your flesh and you screamed getting a sharp slap on your ass.   You bit your lip hard as he repeated the action but whimpered as you saw him grab the leather belt lying next to you on the bed. He wasted no time with gentle strokes, whipping the belt hard across your back and buttocks as he never lost rhythm, repeatedly slapping you as you cried into the comforter.  You begged him to stop when you felt like you couldn’t take anymore, your backside enflamed and pussy aching from his brutality. Pentagon withdrew from you, raking his hand down your back one last time before showing you the blood covered appendage as he moved into your line of sight.  

You quivered, feeling a bolt of desire through your body as you watched his tongue dart out and lick your blood from them before he wiped his hand across your cheek. Pulling you off the bed by the hair Pentagon placed you on your knees again, stroking his cock rapidly before his cum once again coated your face.   Reaching for his belt once again, Pentagon began lashing your tits, the sting of the leather biting into your nipples as he flayed you.  You were helpless against his punishment, hands still bound tightly behind you. You hated and loved it, the sting of pain sending pulses of pleasure through you, nipples tightening during the onslaught.  Your breath started coming faster as you shifted, rubbing your thighs together as your pussy pulsed.  

The belt fell to the ground and Pentagon again spat on you before covering your face with his hand squeezing it as he smeared the cum, spit and blood around your face.  He gripped your jaw and dropped to his knees, sneering in your face as his free hand pushed between your thighs feeling your soaked pussy.  Three of his fingers shoved inside you, twisting and pushing deep as you whined.  Your pussy clamped around his hand already ready to explode as he stimulated you.

“Fucking dirty cunt.”  Pentagon growled as he stared into your eyes.  “You wanna cum?  Gonna cum all over my hand?”  He wiggled his fingers inside you and twisted his hand making you groaned loudly.  “Cum whore.”  You shattered at his words, mouth falling open in a wordless cry.  Dislodging his fingers Pentagon wiped your cum over your cheeks adding to the mess as he stood.  

“What room are you in?”  Pentagon asked as he walked towards his suitcase and rummaged in it.

“716.”  You answered watching him warily.  

Pentagon returned to your side, kneeling down with a thick black sharpie in hand.  Ignoring your questions, he wrote “Cero Miedo” in all caps across your chest before hauling you to your feet and dragging you out the door.  He kept his hand clamped over your mouth to stifle your protests before making you kneel outside the door of room 716.  

Once he was satisfied with your arrangement he knocked once on the door before sauntering down the hallway towards his own room, leaving you to be discovered by Desperado and Bushi.

[ghostofviperwrites]

Moment

Requested by @littlemissvillanous

Pairing:  El Desperado/FC

Category:   Smut

Word Count: 1363

Warnings: Smut

56.          “Oh god, how can you manage to switch from cute to sexy in under a second?”

As one of El Desperado’s closest friends you got to see the sides of him rarely shown to the public.  The soft side when he would play his guitar and sing to you to help you sleep.  The vulnerable side where he allowed you to hold him and offer him comfort he wouldn’t accept from others.  The insecure side when he was full of self-doubt and questioning his worth.  The true man behind the mask that you had gotten to know over the past couple of years. And yes, the man you had fallen in love with. 

Feelings you tucked away deep inside so they never saw the life of day.  Because, even though you loved the man, you had seen him with women and El Desperado was an asshole.  Despite your railing at him and screaming obscenities about his behavior Desperado had made it quite clear he had no intentions of changing the way he was.  When you had pointed out that he was never going to find a woman to put up with him long enough to settle down he had shrugged.   He didn’t care.  Desperado had no intentions of settling down.  That was the main point of contention in your friendship and the one reason you vowed never to let him know how you felt. 

It was as you sat side by side with Desperado, an open pizza container on the coffee table in front of you, ice cold beers in hand that you learned your mouth hadn’t quite gotten the memo. 

The two of you were giggling like school children over at the movie you were watching and you couldn’t help but watch Despy from the corner of your eye, heartwarming at how carefree he looked when he was laughing.  Then his laughter cut off abruptly and he took a deep pull from his beer bottle, his throat moving as he swallowed, your eyes going wide as you were almost hypnotized by the movements. 

“Oh god, how can you manage to switch from cute to sexy in under a second?” The words were out before you thought twice about them and the caught Desperado’s attention.  In that moment he switched from your laid back best friend to the man that had women falling at his feet. 

“You think I’m sexy?”  He asked with a smirk setting the bottle on the table and angling his body towards you. 

“Just pretend you didn’t hear that.” You muttered trying to push yourself up to make a quick escape to the kitchen to lick your wounds.  Despy apparently had a different idea pushing the table back and pulling you down onto his lap.  You wiggled gracelessly glaring at him as he stared at you with those penetrating eyes of his, movements abruptly stopping as you felt his cock grow hard beneath you.  “Let me go Kyosuke,” You said firmly true naming him so he would know you were serious. 

“No, I think I like you right where you are.” He said with a grin.  “I’m in charge right now little girl.  Not you.”  You held still in his arms, watching him warily.  You were in unfamiliar territory with Desperado.  You had seen him in action many times, but never had his dominant personality turned on you in this fashion.  He reached his hand up to trail over your face, thumb brushing over your lip and then down the side of your neck.  Despite your best efforts a small sigh past through your lips. 

“I like that sound.” He said with a chuckle.  “I’m gonna make you moan for me girlie.”  His hands moved to the waist of your shirt and pulled it over your head leaving you before him in your lacy bra.  Instincts screaming to stop this right now, you ignored them opting to stay quiet as his hands drifted up your waist and came to a rest just under your breasts and you shifted anxiously awaiting his next move.  When his thumbs brushed over your nipples you gasped, immediately feeling them throb and ache for him to touch them again.  His hands moved over your breasts cupping and squeezing them together then teasing his fingers around the nubs as you whimpered. 

“Take off the bra.”  He said removing his hands and leaning against the couch just behind him as he waited for your compliance.   Ignoring your mind shouting this was a very bad idea you reached behind your back and unclasped the bra letting it fall down your shoulders and tossing it to the side.  “Touch yourself.”  Desperado said as he eyed your exposed flesh.  Awkwardly you moved your hands to your breasts, letting your eyelids close otherwise you would never be able to do this in front of him.  You cupped your breasts, lifting them and dragging your thumb over the peaks before releasing them and using your fingers to tease your nipples into hard nubs moaning slightly as you pinched them, your hips involuntarily rocking on Desperado’s lap as heat built in your core. 

Your eyes flew open as Desperado’s hands joined yours, his rough fingers clinching yours making you pinch your nipples hard with a gasp of pain leaving your mouth.  Pushing your hands out of the way he played with your nipples, alternating soft touches with sharp twists and pinches that had you vacillating between pleasure and pain until they were pink and swollen under his touch. 

“Get naked.”  He told you and you quickly rose to your feet stepping away from him and shimmying out of your jeans and panties as Desperado simply lifted his hips and pushed his track pants down to his knees.  He stopped you from climbing back onto his lap instead ordering you to kneel next to him and suck his cock.  His arm rested on your back as you knelt on all fours, leaning over his lap and taking his cock into your mouth.   Desperado watched as you bobbed up and down his length, your tongue pushing against his thickness with every movement and he idly wondered why he hadn’t had you do this before.  You obviously wanted it given the way you were sucking him like it was your last meal. 

Clearing his thoughts Desperado grabbed your hair and wound it around his hand beginning to guide you to a faster pace as he pushed himself further into your mouth with each thrust, finally breaching your throat with a hard thrust that had spit dripping out of your mouth and down his groin.  Ripping you off he instructed you to straddle him so you moved into position, guiding yourself onto his cock as he held it in place for you.  You groaned as he stretched you, sinking down inch by inch until you were fully seated.  Desperado’s hands gripped your hips and you began moving, bouncing along his length as his mouth found your breasts, sucking your nipples through his teeth and flicking his tongue over them as you cried out in pleasure, continuous moans filling the air as you fucked.  

Moving a hand from your hips Desperado used his fingers on your slit, sliding through the slickness with ease as he played with your clit making your sounds of pleasure increase in volume as you became lost in the sensations he was creating.   With a firm flick followed by a pinch on your clit Desperado had you climaxing, screaming as your head fell to his shoulder, shuddering around his cock as he thrust up into you before still as his own climax erupted inside of you.  

With a satisfied grunt Desperado rose, holding you in his arms and carrying you back to your bedroom.   Putting you down he stretched out alongside you, pulling your body back on top of his and running his fingers through your hair as you listened to the steady thumping of his heartbeat. 

As you lay sated with your head on Desperado’s chest, you refused to think about what this meant for the future.  You were going to simply enjoy the moment.