#holy shit i would be carnally feral

[sensitivegoblin]

I love how you straight up said you'd use your whole mouth

What would you do if they told you to do as you want? How would you start? I love this side of you

Afdsfghhcxsff i havent put much thought into it cus usually i get caught up in other peoples pleasure sfgdsdf

[desolate-canary]

tmagp 16 spoilers

i think i need Lena to yell at me like that. i think it would fix me.

“Are. You. STUPID?” like ma’am i’m LITERALLY on my knees for you. please.

also the celia alice hug ?? hello ??

like i’m physically not okay

also the statement? AMAZING. i was giggling the whole time — up until the END with that NOISE ???

i need to know more about ink5oul. we know they’re tied to alchemy somehow (from Daria’s therapy session), and we know that they have some connection to dead bodies (lovely) from Gordie and from this new statement. also their voice ??? literally going feral

god i just need Lena to yell at me the way she did at gwen because Holy Shit. like actually what the fuck i’m physically unwell i Need her. think about this constantly

overall i love all these guys and need them carnally thank you for coming to my ted talk

[sarcasticlee-afterdark]

NSFW asks!

2, 7 and 8!

2. What is your most extreme kink, and why do you like it?

Okay so this one may be a bit long because a close friend and I did a little talking bout where a lot of my kinks stem from. A bit of digging around in my brain and analyzing what is found and how it plays a part in my kinks. A lot of my kinks are heavily interwoven within eachother so if one gets triggered, it's practically an avalanche of the others kicking into gear.

So my heaviest kink is Consensual Non Con. Note the CONSENSUAL as the first word (not to sound rude, just putting the emphasis on that word). The concept of having no control of what's happening and being forced to take it absolutely drives me feral in the most deepest and carnal of ways. Immediately chills and squirming with my mouth going dry. A rush of blood to between my legs and a pleasant dizziness to my brain. In essence and in simplest terms, being helpless with someone I can trust with said helplessness grinds my gears in all the best ways.

From a young age (around like maybe middle school), the idea of being helpless against something or someone always lit up part of my brain and would instantly trigger that addicting sense of panic. Putting up a fight and being overpowered, the turning and running and being pursued by someone far faster then me. The rush of adrenaline in my blood, the "oh shit" moment where I know that I'm now gonna have to take what's served to me while still trying to put up a resistance. Instant tingles and the thoughts that would rush into my brain like a storm. That's translated and grown into the CNC kink as I've gotten older.

Also the concept of being used for someone's own pleasure or having pleasure forced on to me until I'm incoherent and eventually stop fighting is, yet again, a heady concoction that is practically a drug for me. To go from fighting back to being forced into a docile mindset as someone takes from me...god my brain just melts into a puddle.

7. A genie has granted you 3 nsfw wishes, what are you wishing for and why?

First wish: CNC session, holy shit it's such a fucking need. I want to absolutely push my dom to the point that there's no other way to tame my bratty attitude but to force me into a submissive state of mind any means nescessary (within our respective boundaries of course).

Second wish: To actually know how many orgasms my body can take before I hit the point of overstimulation. I know I can take a lot due to my own masturbation sessions but I wanna know how much I can take from someone else playing with me. I personally feel like it'd be vastly different.

Third wish: Very simple but casually cock warming and videogames. Maybe a little bit of teasy grinding to drive the person a little feral.

8. You now have a superpower of your choice, with the condition that it can only be used sexually. What power do you have and how are you using it?

Okay so I was thinking invisibility but like where I can control what parts become invisible...the idea of seeing someone just slip inside me and paint my insides in full view for both of us. Or seeing what their tongue does when inside me...god...gimme. I'm not usually big into that kind of visual but with the right person it would definitely be a thing.

Thank you for the asks Anon 💜

[odetojeons]

ok ok ok but what kinks do you think mingyu has 👀👀

okay so i’m gonna start answering the requests now like i didn’t disapear for one month :’) and omg i’m excited. I already said this before, I think mingyu is more of a sub than anything, but there are times. there are TIMES. when he doms it’s not too kinky, it’s more like carnal and (very fucking) rough sex in which he gets too impatient to be a good boy and grabs you by the hips, takes what he wants and just completely destroys you,, ANYWAYS, you can read more of my thoughts here. Y’all better sit down and buckle up cuz I have A LOT to say about this man (especially with how fucking much I miss him).

Praise Kink — I HAD to start with this one. I think you can all agree with me how much Mingyu loves being praised. There is actually a video of him getting red all over and whining because he got too happy when he was praised by the other members and IT’S JUST SO CUTE. Mingyu would downright meowl every time you told him how much of a good boy he is and how he’s perfect, so pretty just for me. But I also think he would love to praise you too, wants you to know you’re everything he’ll ever need.

Pet names — Idk if this is considered a kink, but please, he gives me such vibes of being into the pet names puppy or pup. We all know he’s considered the puppy of Seventeen, so I think it suits him and his personality a lot, especially because I think he would be so horny and desperate when it comes to sex. Calling him baby boy, angel, sweetheart, he would love it so much. Although he would love to call you by cute names too, and I think his favorites would be princess, prince and my baby.

Degradation — HEAR ME OUT, I absolutely think he would love being degraded. I just,, I can’t even begin to explain how much I think he would enjoy that. Mingyu is just so dirty, he would go all red when you tell him how he’s the filthiest little slut or are you that desperate for me you can’t even stay still? while he humps his cock on the pillow, too needy to wait for your touches. He could even cum just from such kind of words, in all honesty I think this is one of his major kinks ever, not just the verbal aspect of it but also the physical part too. 

Begging — Oh, yes. YES. Mingyu is all about begging. No matter how many times I think about it, I can absolutely hear his throaty and whiny voice saying please, please, please, let me cum, I have been so good, and he sometimes doesn’t even have to have a purpose or an incentive to do it, he just mumbles it without thinking like it’s the only word he remembers. It would come with the fact that he’s too horny for his own good, seriously, y’all don’t understand how much horny energy I feel this man exhuding.

Exhibitionism — We been knew how much he likes being watched. He may be shy about it, but I guess it can be related with his love for compliments. Although Mingyu would not only like people watching him, but also you as well. The way you move your body on top of him as you ride his dick, or the way he would put a hand on your lower back and make you arch impossibly more just so he could drill into you harder; the contrary of how he would cry and beg later when you edge him and tell him how much of a needy slut he is, being this desperate just because people are watching. ALSO ummm,, I try hard not to talk about other members here but, can I just say that I think him and Wonwoo are so much into watch each other fuck people. God, I even wrote like 18K words of porn of this particular thought. You can read it here.

Breeding Kink — Does this even need explanation? Mingyu would feel an almost animalistic need of putting as much cum inside you as he can. This would do as much as make him feral about it, when he has a stressing day or just because he wants to see his seed dripping out of your hole; no matter what compells him, it would get him aroused to the point where he wouldn’t even be able to wait until both of you get to the room, would rip and thorn both of your clothes off, put you on your knees and make you suck him off until he cums all over your face, just so he could fuck you against the wall afterwards. Which brings me to the next kink:

Strength/Size Kink — Well, is it possible to have a strength and size kink with yourself? Because he does. Mingyu would love to manhandle you around the place, fuck you against every surface of the house, especially if he gets to hold you up as your back is pressed somewhere. Not only that, but I also think it would be due to the movement of his hips. Or better yet; what comes after it. The way your ass and the back of your thighs would get red with how hard he’s thrusting into you, won’t be satisfied until you’re drooling because of his cock and simping for his muscles, bulging over the effort of fucking you. And I just know, I KNOW he would have a dirty mouth about it, would make questions like yeah? You like how strong I am? All this time on the gym gotta pay for something or falling appart on my big cock like you were made to, hm?. Fuck why am I like this. I LITERALLY BRING PAIN TO MYSELF.

Bondage — I think I’m writing too much so I hope y’all keep up with my horny ass, because I can’t stop until I say everything I want to say about him,, so, about this, Mingyu would love to tie someone up as much as he would love to be tied up... Okay, maybe I think he would love to be tied up more than tying someone up, if I’m being completely honest. He just gives this kind of vibes, maybe even as punishment for misbehaving, since he would sometimes be too desperate to wait like a good boy, and he knows you end up letting him take what he wants just because you would tie him up later and make him “regret” (the little shit would never regret anything, and neither would you).

Overstimulation/Edging — Oh, fucking definitely. I have this very vivid image of Mingyu sitting on a chair, hands tied up behind the chair back, legs spread and completely falling appart as you jerk him off. Flick your wrist faster and faster, just to get him on the edge and let go when he’s just there. Then, make that again and again and again, until he’s crying and begging for you to let him cum, and when you finally do, you only keep going, grip unforgiving. Watching his labbored breath of relief turn into little meowls, hips jerking away or closer, none of you are quite sure, but he wants it, saying don’t stop more like a moan than actual intelligible word.

Pegging/Anal Sex — Mingyu would be so shy about it at first. He would come to you, mumbling words you struggle to understand and cheeks burning red, until he manages to get out he wants you to fuck him. But oh lord, when he tries it out he would go absolutely insane. I really think he would be into it, into you rocking your hips and nudging your cock (plastic or not) against his prostate. Just imagine him with a dark blush all the way down to his chest, little whines and meowls that sounds too high and sweet for his own ears, body writhin all over the bed and fists clenching the mattress as his back arches. So damn cute and hot at the same time :( he just wants to be taken care of sometimes, being able to just lay down and have someone fucking him to oblivion.

Power Play — More like fighting for power to be honest. He really enjoys subbing, but when he does it he wants you to put him on his place, because Mingyu is irrevocably and completely a brat. He would tease you to the point where it drives you insane, just so you could snap at him and take what you want, as much as he loves when you do the same to him.

Spanking — Hmmm Mingyu and spanking. And he would do it hard. Full on open fingers going down on your ass until he leaves his handprint. To be honest, I totally think he’s the kind of boyfriend who would be possessive, wants his marks all over you neck and body, however, oh however, I also think he really really reeeeeally love when you do it to him. Everything, from the crescent shaped marks on his back, to the bite on his shoulder you accidentaly gave him when he was fucking you on missionary position, to the mark of your fingers on his cheek when you slap him for being a brat. Okay I kind of lost myself in the kink but yes. Mingyu and spanking.

Double Penetration — HOLY SHIT please tell me you agree with me. Like, fuck, there’s this evil side of him who wants to see you being speared open in more than one cock, wants to see you fucked into another dimension and reduced to an incoherent drooling mess, and it’s just so dirty of him, usually possessive and guarded, to let someone else get their hands on you just so he could watch you fall apart with two cocks. Or even him alone with a dildo, what it matters is to have two things inside you absolutely wrecking you. Or him. Oh shit why did I have to say that cuz now the image of him being double penetrated won’t ever leave my mind IT IS BURNED BEHIND MY EYELIDS FOREVER. Bye.

Choking — You damn right I think about his hands on my neck all the time. They look so big, and I’m sure it’s also something of his size kink, seeing his huge hands wrapped around your throat would make something ugly, something hot burn in the pit of his stomach. You doing it to him too, especially when he’s tied up, only being able to take what you’re willing to give him.

and that’s that! sorry (?) for writting too much, this always happens when I stay too much time without writting any filth,,, last time that happened, I speant two years without any smut so then I wrote 18K words of porn in two days (no, I didn’t sleep) AND I DON’T EVEN REMEMBER WRITTING HALF OF IT??? and the time before that, I simply wrote 12K words. what is wrong with me. anyways!! hope you liked it, tell me what you think and your opinions too!!

[doctorgerth]

hi! i found ur account recently and i would just like to say that i hope you’re doing well and things are okay for you during your hiatus :,) onto less wholesome things…why is your smut so good 😭 i just read the smoker x female reader in missionary one and holy shit the mental image of a gentle smoker made me FERAL 😩☝🏼 it felt romantic and carnal at the same time and just oof you’re an artist. have a good night 🌙

OMG I don’t deserve this praise! I’m just a perv who constantly has horny thoughts about 2D men so I need to express them 🤧 plus smoker is one of my loves abshdbd

The Missionary fic is definitely one of my favorites, so I’m glad you enjoyed it as well! Gentle Smoker makes me equally feral ❤️‍🔥

Take care and thanks for sharing your thoughts! :-)

[wickedyan]

It says your requests are open. Could I please request a yandere Light Yagami x shy virgin female reader? NSFW, non-con. I love the older more evil Light/Kira. Like how he is after the time skip. I’d like him possessive, demanding, controlling. like the reader is a weak shy and innocent little thing that he wants to control and make his. She is pro-Kira too so that is how he found her similar to Mikami maybe she was seen sticking up for Kira on tv or something? Is that okay? ,xD

Devoted

Character: Light Yagami, Deathnote

Warnings: Yandere, nsfw, asphyxiation, dubcon, pain/burns, slight breeding kink, blowjobs, cum eating,,,,, u h this shit is nasty.

A/N: I couldn't make this noncon, because honestly, I can’t see Light needing to force himself on anyone. I mean, his whole thing is that he’s hot, smart, athletic, successful and a master manipulator etc etc. So even if the person was uncertain, he would be able to coerce them with ease.

But thank u so much for letting me write this nasty fic. I hope you don't mind the kinks I added fjgkrfk

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You were a supporter of Kira. A fan, a follower, a lover. When you had first heard of Kira, however, you had been conflicted.

On one hand, Kira’s morals were strong, only killing those who had wronged the world. But you knew that in the eyes of the law, Kira was evil.

But when Kira did it, when he finally freed you from your abusive ex-partner, had judged him as unworthy of the new world and saved you from a life of torment and misery, you knew you would do anything to show your saviour your love and support. He had saved you. He cared about you, cared for those who had done no wrong. He was your protector, and only he could bring you salvation. So, it was decided. You had to do something, anything, to get God’s attention and thank him.

You had been an author, and with your new life, you knew what you had to do.

Utilizing your writing experience, you crafted a bible, one that you and other Kira supporters could follow and read to show your support and love for your God. For Kira, your saviour.

He must have seen you on the television, using your platform as a popular author to persuade the public. In an interview promoting the book, you received word from Kiyomi Takada, Kira’s spokesperson, that the Holy Book you had created was approved by God himself. He had praised you. God had noticed you and had authorised usage of the thing you had created for him.

You couldn’t be happier.

But in fact, you could.

His name… Light Yagami. This man, he had asked to meet you, to speak to him and the Japanese Police about Kira for their investigation. It was surprising, you knew you should decline, but there was something so interesting about this Light… you found yourself alone in a hotel room with him.

“Miss y/n… thank you for meeting me on such short notice, you must be so busy with the success of your recent book, I appreciate your presence.” You nodded in reply, ensuring him it was quite alright. He had yet to look you in the eye ever since the two of you sat down, in opposing seats.

“But I must ask, why does the Japanese Police wish to speak with me? I am a supporter of Kira, but I can’t say that I’ve ever had contact with him, nor do I know anything about him…”

Light paused, like he was tossing an idea around in his head before he replied. “If it’s appropriate, I’d like to know the reason why you are so devoted… to Kira.”

You answered him, explaining how Kira was the reason you were even still alive. Light apologised, seeming slightly uncomfortable for bringing up a sore subject. But he made no attempt to convince you that it was merely coincidence, or to tarnish your image of Kira.

“He saved me, Mr. Yagami… and I wrote this bible to show Kira that I am someone he can rely on, that I will support him even if the Japanese police won’t. I hope… that I can someday thank him for his work to create the new world… I want to show him my appreciation.”

A smirk pulled at the corner of his mouth, eyes sultry and you could feel the heat blooming to your face. “Well then, Miss y/n, it seems your lucky day has arrived. The truth is… I am Kira, and you, my dear follower, are someone special.”

Your eyes widened, and you could feel your hands shaking as you brought your gaze up. He stood, loosening his tie and unbuttoning his suit jacket.

“The Kira investigation is stuck at a standstill at this point in time… So, the police must follow any lead, no matter how small. But that is only a front, the real reason I am here is to commend you for your outstanding work… you truly understand what Kira’s idea of justice is, and have created guidelines that clearly outline how one much express their devotion. I am thoroughly impressed.”

Elation. Euphoria. How else could you describe your emotions other than pure and utter euphoria? But there was a small seed of doubt… You stood as well, backing up as he moved to the bedside.

“Before you ask me to prove myself as Kira, I’ll show you and squash any doubts.”

Light switched on the television, turning up the volume and watching you as you slowly turned to check the tv. You watched as Light checked his watch, a smirk pulling at the corner of his lips as he clicked his fingers, “Now.”

Two… no three of the supposed Kira spokespeople shouted, eyes bugged and faces red, clutching at their chests before collapsing.

“Now, does that diminish your doubts, hm?”

You turned back to face him; a grin plastered on your face as you stared. “God… I-… I don’t know what to say…”

Light strode towards, pushing you back into your seat and caged you in with his arms. “Then don’t speak.”

His lips pressed to yours, harsh and demanding. He moved his lips against your own, groaning at the feeling. He tilted his head, deepening the kiss as one of his hands crept up your neck and slid into your hair.

“You deserve a reward for being such a good girl…”

Kira was kissing you. God was kissing you and fuck was he a good kisser. You almost felt jealously bubble to the surface before you popped those thoughts… But you couldn’t just keep sitting there frozen when you were hot, everything was so hot and Light- no, Kira was hot and fuck….

Slowly, with shaking hands, you cupped his face and began to kiss back. He tasted of mint and a hint of coffee, his lips wet against yours and you could barely concentrate, he was addicting. He growled into your mouth, tongue sliding into your mouth and invading all of your senses.

You couldn’t help but whine when he pulled at your hair, keeping your head in place as he pulled away. A string of saliva connected your mouths and he made a lewd show of sucking it into his mouth. He looked like a feral wolf. His hair was ragged and unkempt, falling low over his eyes. His eyes… glowing red with carnal desire.

Wet kisses down your neck until he found that sweet little spot that had you clutching onto his shoulders and biting your lip to hold in your moans. You squirmed as his teeth sunk into your flesh without remorse, no doubt leaving purple splotches in places you just knew wouldn’t be easy to cover. It sent heat straight to your pussy, knowing that God himself was claiming you.

“Uh uh, you’re gonna moan for me, baby. No holding in those gorgeous noises, hm?”

You shook your head, cheeks flushed and panting.

“No? Aw, baby… that’s just not what I wanted to hear.” He mumbled into your throat, before biting down with enough force that blood pooled at the teeth-shaped dents in your skin.

You screamed, tears pooling in your eyes and nails digging into the man’s broad shoulders.

“That’s better, wasn’t so hard now was it?”

You couldn’t answer, not when his hands were ripping your blouse open and you were watching the buttons bounce away. You couldn’t help but squeal and cover your chest.

“Now answer me.”

His hands ghosted down your frame and moving to tug at your skirt. You lifted your hips and he pulled your panties off with your skirt. He pocketed the panties before beginning to unbuckle his belt. But before he could finish undoing his pants, you were pushing him back, falling to your knees before him.

“Thank you… I don’t know what I- ah! …did. Please… oh please…to deserve this...” You spoke between broken moans. He snickered.

“Oh?” He looked over you with curious eyes.

Making quick work of his zipper, you pulled down his boxers and freed his half-hard cock from its confines. “Oh fuck…”

It was long with little girth, matching his lanky frame. But you knew that you would struggle enough with how fucking long it was, it was probably a blessing it wasn’t that thick. Hands tangled in your hair while you began to kiss down the length of it, feeling it twitch in your soft hands. Precum dribbled out the slit, salty on your tongue. He gripped your hair harder, silently hurrying you.

You took the head into your hot mouth, tongue circling it and tucking your teeth away. He growled at you to stop teasing him as he used his grip on your hair to choke you on his cock. You sucked hard and hollowed your cheeks, pushing your face into his pelvis, nose tickling the hair at the base. You continued even when your eyes filled with tears, skin burning scarlet and lungs screaming for air. You would die sucking your Gods dick if it was his wish. Anything for the God of the new world.

He pulled you off his cock, groaning as his dick weighed down on your tongue, heaving hot puffs of air onto it as you caught your breath. Light’s hips bucked into your face and he held you in place. He loved the way you looked, fighting your basic human instincts to survive just to please you. You were devoted, he would give you that.

“Oh fuck… look at you. Willing to suffocate on my cock… what a fucking slut.”

Erratically fucking your throat, no rhyme or rhythm. Chasing his high. Gagging on his cock only spurred him on more. Drool covered your chin, your juices leaking onto the floor from your sopping pussy. Doe eyes locked on his feral grin.

He fucked your mouth, pushing deeper and deeper into you as endless praise left his lips. “Yes… take this cock, y/n… fuuuck…...” he was losing composure quickly.

A hand slipped down past your hips but was kicked away promptly. “Nuh-uh, you’re gonna cum on this cock.”

“…But first, take my seed.”

His hips stuttered as thick strings of cum hit the back of your throat, swallowing around him until it hurt, wailing around his length.

“Fucking swallow your God’s cum.”

When he pulled out, he admired the white fluid staining your tongue. And then you swallowed, savouring the salty taste.

Strong hands pushed your shoulders, back thumping against the carpet and his hands were between your legs once more. Two long fingers thrust inside, knuckle by knuckle until they curled upwards and began stroking the soft spongey flesh of that spot. The palm of his hand rubbed against your clit. You moaned, loud and long and it had him thrusting his fingers in and out faster.

So close. Just a bit more. “Please….. please oh please Kira- hnngnhhh please…”

Just before you could reach euphoria, he removed his fingers, scooping up your juices to spread across his cock that had sprung back to life.

He rubbed the tip across your slit, dipping in the hole and giving you a taste of what could be, but then he was pulling away and grinding gently again. It circled your clit, never quite touching it. He thrust so that it caught on your fluttering entrance and slid upwards, pulled back and repeated the action. He did this until his cock throbbed against your cunt and you were racking sobs through your shaking chest, begging oh please, can you fuck your aching cunt oh please sir-

You screamed, your arms flailed wildly, desperately grappling for something to hold onto as he split you open on his dick, his guttural groan resounding throughout the empty room. Leaving no time for you to adjust as he pulled out part-way, slowly and teasing before bucking back into you with a force that had your tits bouncing and your skin burning against the carpet.

Lights hands slide down your legs, holding onto your ankles and hauling them up over his shoulders and bending you in fucking half, reaching so much deeper inside your drenched cunt. Your hands held onto his shoulders for dear life as he fucked a symphony in your pussy that you’re sure even Beethoven would be proud of.

You’re so close, the pleasure in your core building as your whole body heats up. You’re so close… Light smacks away your hand as you reach for your clit, using his own fingers to tease it until that pleasure reaches its crescendo. Your walls squeeze his cock in a vice grip as you release over his cock. Distantly, you hear someone screaming, and you realise it’s you.

He’s laughing, driving his cock into you at an erratic pace as he chases his own high.

When he finishes, its while his hand is on your throat and his length buried deep into your still-spasming cunt.

 You hear a door close. You sit up. A blanket was placed over you and you were alone. The sweat and cum had been cleaned up by a damp washcloth, presumably by Light… no… Kira.

Kira.

A note had been left on the bed, you winced as you stood to go over and read it. You had a bad case of carpet burn.

‘I will be in touch very soon, my dearest follower.’

You would await his call. Anything for your God.

[cosmosrival]

👀 Does Kama like to peg Ash? 👀

u know what... ? u know what ?

KamAsh headcanons (AND NSFW HEADCANONS) time!!!!!! i don’t care anymore i had fun writing the kama*master ones 

so have these !!!!! might also become a character analysis and trivia because i cannot stay consistent when im talking about them !!!!

reminder bfore i start: ITS FINAL ASCENSION KAMA. NOT THE OTHERS. 

ok we’re good now

i think kama tops by default in every relationship they’re in, but their true strength resides in the fact that they are vers. and i believe that ash is ALSO vers. because flustered kama is a luxury and super cute and delicious and BECAUSE YOU WOULDNT LET YOUR GOD OF LOVE TOP YOU ???? ARE YOU SURE ??? YOU WOULDNT LET URSELF BE PAMPERED BY UR GOD ? ARE U REALLY SURE ?

ash is very cute because he’s gap moe, his respect for parvati shows that he’s not just a rage machine and can very much think normally like ur regular gold hearted delinquent anime boy !!!! god i Love him... anyway, i think he respects kama enough to look out for them and worship them like a proper God!! i believe that ash would call kama things like ‘your divinity’, ‘your grace’ (and if u have some jp knowledge, i think he’d add “-sama” to their name) because they... are god? (i think arjuna and karna also call them like this !! polite mahabharatan warriors are good boys)

since ash never married in the epic, i like to think that it’s because he was very much focused on his duty and ALSO because his participation in the war was out of loyalty towards king dhritarashtra and hastinapur so he was... perhaps planning on getting married once the war Ends ??? HE WAS OUT THERE FIGHTING !!!!!!! but we all know what happened to him (sheds a tear) 

anyway i think he’d be a bit of a masochist. (the room falls silent and you all look at me)

SORRY THAT WAS VERY HARDCORE ALL OF A SUDDEN but hear me out, FIRST OF ALL this man was able to endure an immortality curse until lord krishna eventually decided to free him so he’d join the throne and SECOND OF ALL, in his interlude he speaks of looking for ways to repent because he regrets what he’s done. and since we’re kinky over here, i’m gonna throw gentle femdom in the mix bc i think it fits them and its cute. especially because kama is literally the best person he could apologize to. and the only person who’d make his repentance pleasurable (because its their mcfreakin talent !!!!!) even if it technically wasnt his fault, i think his need to atone would just... overpower that and he’ll want to do anything kama wants, just to earn a crumb of forgiveness (without being desperate about it because... HES GOT AN EGO STILL, COME ON)

i like to think that he’s tried to apologize properly before... in a tense moment when they’re both more calm and alone. but kama stopped him because it’d just make things worse. if kama loses the need to have a grudge, will they even be useful as a servant anymore ? would they forgive themself for being so lenient ? forgiving their murderer’s protégé when they havent even had proper revenge ? kamadeva might have been a benevolent god before, but now they’re a lot more malicious (mara...) and this pointless anger would just make them look like an idiot (because servant shiva doesnt exist (YET?)). and i think ashwatthama would understand. 

so he won’t say the words “i’m sorry” because it’d just hurt them. 

THO WILL HE STOP LOOKING OUT FOR THEM AND SPOILING THEM ? no he will not

kama would find him interesting because he’s perfect bullying fodder but as i said before, it doesn’t work on ash. HE’S A WARRIOR ??? A CURSED IMMORTAL ? DO U THINK THAT PETTY PRANKS LIKE THE ONES KAMA DOES WOULD AFFECT HIM ? “are you bored ?” he asks while they’re trying to surprise him from behind and jumpscare him, without even turning to face them. kama groans in defeat.

SEDUCTION DOESNT WORK ON HIM EITHER AND THATS SO FUNNY but thats where it becomes subtle, he grows attached to them because they’ve gotten used to eachother’s presence (and strength in battle... small things like that). love can be born out of simple things!! blatant bimbo seduction doesn’t work on him but when he comes to wake kama up, and they’re too lazy to get up or float and groggily order him to lean forward so they can hold onto his shoulders so he’ll lift them up when he straightens himself is...

he’d find it cute. they’re cute. when they reach the cafeteria it’s still quite early and he already knows what they like to eat and get their plate ready for them while they’re waking up and yawning. god... they’re cute... its so subtle and cute...

......ok time to be horny !!! (TOMATOES GET FLUNG AT ME)

i think that they’d reach this stage after a while, when kama just gives up on bothering him cuz he’s annoyingly strong (and ganesha is more fun to bother anyway) and since they’re around eachother very often, kama would grow comfortable around him. same for ashwatthaman ! they’re very nice to be around when they’re calm and just chillin. 

the only teasing kama hasn’t tried on him is being openly horny and come onto him, asking him things about himself. and ash revealing that he’s never done these sorts of things before (HES A LIL MAD CUZ ITS EMBARRASSING ... DAMN... !!!), i think it’d give kama ideas. I MLAUGHING TYPING THIS BC I DIDNT THINK OF HOW THEY’D COAX HIM INTO GETTING NAUGHTY YET AND IT SOUNDS LIKE A BAD PORN INTRO AHHHHHHHHHHH

ok yeah like i said i didnt think of the coaxing yet but knowing ash, kama could turn it into a competition and make fun of him a little and he’s ready to go. arrogant dummy. 

he’s polite but his arrogance is a charm point because he’ll def want to prove himself to the god of carnal love. imagine kama’s reaction when he actually outfucks them.

HONESTLY ? I BELIEVE HIS WARRIOR STAMINA WOULD JUST BE INCREASED ONCE HE BECAME A SERVANT. AND KAMA WAS NEVER A WARRIOR theyre a lavish and lazy god.

BUT THEIR EGO IS WOUNDED and their shocked reaction is cute and ash wants to keep holding them for a little longer

their sessions genuinely feel like hatefucking at first since they’re both weirdly competitive like that but then, guilt hits and kama feels like an idiot because they just came onto someone thats supposedly their enemy??? and they’re a bit distant in the aftermath, they almost... look a little shy. 

ashwatthaman isnt beating himself over it as much as they are tho. it felt good, he got to see a new side of them he never thought he’d get to see so intimately and... he outfucked God :) SO HE IS PROUD. but looking at them lying there, breathless and looking all sad worries him. so i can see him leaning forward and spooning them, holding their hand and kissing their fingers and it’s such a soft gesture, kama stutters and asks “Where.. where did you learn to do that.” and seeing their reaction, Ash blushes as well and explains that he saw his father kiss his mom’s hand once???? AND ITS... SUCH A CUTE AND OBVIOUS REASON. kama feels dumb for asking but it makes them chuckle. 

and i think seeing someone who constantly looks so tired and depressed, have a genuine little chuckle would melt ash right there. i think he’ll want to see more. 

AND FROM THAT POINT ON, i think kama would also get used to this... intimacy they start to share. when he wraps his arms around them he always hugs them in this protective way, as if he wanted to shield them from something. and when he holds them like that, they always feel the need to wrap their legs around his waist, hide their face against his neck and Allow him to cuddle them.

they both have an ego u know aha. so if u openly ask them about eachother, they’ll get embarrassed and shut u down. IT’S... IT’S NOT LIKE THAT (sweats)

it is. it is like That. 

ANYWAY THEYRE BOTH VERY VERSATILE and ash is pretty much into everything kama could teach him about. like i said earlier, he’s also fine with being manhandled, mostly the feeling of kama’s nails gently pressing against his skin, or being bit. i think he’d be into getting a lil feral.

a mutual once said that sexually liberated ashwatthama is hot as hell and i feel it in my bones.... kama coming onto him after a particularily short mission that got ash angry but not enough to let out some steam --> they get pounded into the mattress and they live for it because riling him up when he’s like that is actually really fun.

OBSESSED WITH THE BOTH OF THEM SLOWLY SEEING IT AS A GAME AFTER A WHILE... 

OH ash bottoming is also very cute. his first times would be awkward but kama is a pro at this anyways and i’m finally going to answer ur ask: YEAH HE GETS PEGGED !!!!! he finds out how excited he gets when kama calls him a good boy !!! and he never knew that he was into these sorts of things but holy shit it feels nice.

when kama gives him his first blowjob he almost loses his mind

what i really love about kama is that they can see how tense he gets, even if he’s having a great time, and i know they’d teach him how to relax. EVEN WHEN THEY’RE RIDING HIM, they’ll massage his pecs and his shoulders, set the pace and squeeze down on him just to hear him moan. stare at his surprised little face because he didn’t know he could make THAT kind of nois e ? ? ? ? ?

HE’S EMBARRASSED but he doesn’t want them to stop

OH YEAH i wanna come back on the whole masochist thing (I GET SNIPED), him getting repentance and being punished through sex is both very liberating and hot as hell, especially when it’s kama. ashwatthaman moaning ‘your divinity’ like it’s a prayer is also hot as hell !!!!!!! IDK i just think that they can both get very intense, and also last a while, until they’re thoroughly SPENT.

...and leave room for softness. kama gently brushing his wet hair behind his ear, leaving him breathless and a little shy. they then lean in to kiss him and he immediately melts into their touch. but then they bite his lip. and he ... he Likes it but he could almost pout.

time to get a little angsty (i lock gazes with you) i think that after a long while of sharing such a relationship, ash would almost say The Forbidden Words in a daze. and kama deeply kisses him so he stays quiet. and they’re just staring at eachother, until kama tells him that he’s not allowed to say it. and if he does, it’ll almost be a betrayal towards shiva AND themself. they’ve grown impossibly close but neither of them can say Those Words because they both feel like they’ll break something.

also bc they both have huge egos.

but i think that deep down they really want to say them. 

another variant of this is kama wanting to make him admit it, have him say Those Words. but because of his blessing and respect towards lord shiva, he cannot. both because of the guilt and that it’d end up feeling like a lie, even if his touches, his kisses and the way he looks at kama screams otherwise.

BUT REE WHAT ARE THE FORBIDDEN WORDS

"I Won't Say (I'm in Love)" Hercules (1997).

is this enough of a clue ;;);)););;;))))))) HAAHA

THEY HAVE SO MANY LAYERS TO THEM ITS UNREAL

anyway shower sex hot !! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

i also think that them mutually jerking eachother off is hot as all hell and ONCE AGAIN, flustered ash who doesn’t know what he’s doing (at first) is cute !!!! cute !!

ashwatthaman LEARNING from kama is also a big fave. they’re abt to bathe in kama’s luxurious bathtub they had master buy for them and they’re removing their earrings and he silently leans forward and bites their ear and suddenly their face is red. god. huge dummy god of love. i love them soooo much its unreal

THEIR DYNAMIC IS BASICALLY.. I WONT SAY IM IN LOVE but still look at eachother like they’re newlyweds everytime they get intimate and (sheds a tear) i think theyre super married

GOOD GOD .......BODY WORSHIP IS SOMETHING THEYRE BOTH HEAVILY INTO ALSO. both giving and receiving, even if kama is a lot less obvious about it and a lot more smug.

oh, i think ash would be the loudest between the two !! THIS ONE WAS OBVIOUS. hearing him like that would also coax kama into making more noise as well so its win-win 

ok to be honest i think i should draw porn of them being soft like... THERES DETAILS I HAVE IN MIND THAT ARE IMPOSSIBLE TO WRITE DOWN IN THE HEADCANON FORMAT and i’m too nervous about writing fics (looks away) but i have things to draw.

ANYWAY I THINK THIS GOT VERY LONG ????????? SO IM GONNA STOP HERE. IF U MADE IT THIS FAR: THANK U FOR LISTENING TO MY BRAINWORM !!!! 

[crushedbyhyperbole]

Psycho Killer - Chapter Four

Have you read Chapter Three?

Chapter Four:  Urgent Urges.

Their journey down into the valley took longer than she hoped; four days, traversing the treacherous snow-covered slopes with hardly a word said between them.

They looted the frozen corpses of the crash victims, and the storage boxes that survived the ordeal.  None of the bodies were familiar, though there were one or two burned beyond recognition.  However they had managed to survive, if they had, she hoped to meet up with the vault hunters again and exact some painful revenge on Handsome fucking Jack.

$128 richer she packed all her loot into her backpack.  Even the junk that was crappier than the junk she used would be sold at a vendor for a couple of dollars.

She split everything with Krieg 50/50 but he was less interested in the loot and more interested in her.

He watched her intently, inhaling as if he wanted to speak, then huffing and shaking his head.

“What is it?”  She snapped, getting pissy.

“Blue lady cold like ice Queen.”

When he spoke at more of a normal volume she knew he was really making an effort.  His eye was clear and watchful.  If she didn’t know better she would swear that he could read her like a book.

“MEATSTICK..”

He smacked himself in the temple.

“ICE QUEEN MELT…”

Smack, smack, smack!

“CATCH A RIIIDEEEE…”

Krieg snarled, tearing at his scalp, leaving deep scratches.

“SHUT UUUUPPPP!”  He howled so loud that Maya felt it vibrate in her chest cavity.

“Shhhh!”  She went to him, laying her hands on his chest.  “You’re making my meat shake.”  She said with a dry smile.  It was easy to fall into his ways, using simpler speech helped her understand him better.

“GOOD SHAKE?”  He growled.

“Not this time.”  She hugged him, loosely.  “It’s ok though, I’m here.  I’m sorry for being, um, distant.”  She spoke into his chest.  “We almost lost one another back there.  It freaked me out some.”

“BEAUTIFUL VALKYRIE OF BLOOD NEVER DIE!”  He cackled. “PROMISE.”

He thinks I’m beautiful?  She blushed.

“I wish I could promise that.” She stepped away.

Krieg’s hands fell loosely at his sides.  “I PROMISE.” He nodded gruffly.

Liar’s berg was a small village with maybe 5 houses, some basic vendors, a gate down to the frozen bay where a raider camp had been built up around a wrecked ship, a gang of bandits and a whole bunch of bullymong burrows.

“Wh-Who’s out there?”  A posh sounding man spoke over the open ECHO channel.

“Vault hunters.”  Maya replied.  “We got your SOS.”

“Oh thank God!  I, Sir Hammerlock, will pay you handsomely if you could clear the town of bandits and bullymong.”

“Pay handsomely times two, some food and a place to crash.”

“You drive a hard bargain, vault hunter, but I agree.”

She turned to Krieg.  “Time to break some meat?”  She grinned.

“I WILL EAT THEIR SOULS FOR BREAKFAST!”

The bullymong were fairly docile at first.  They were usually fiercer at night, or whatever passed for night on Pandora.  Both suns were riding low in the sky this far up north, but it was still fully day.  As they killed the smaller monglets it attracted more larger and angrier bullymong.

“I say,” Hammerlock spoke over the ECHO again, eliciting a grumble from Krieg who needed less voices in his head, not more.  “Since you’re killing bullymong, how about you skin some for me and I’ll reward you with a top-quality hunting rifle?”

“Whatever you say.”  Maya scooped up some ammo that had been hidden in a frozen pile of bullymong shit.

Beggars can’t be choosers.

“Excellent!  When you’re done come to the big house by the gate.  I’ll be waiting for you.”

This could be lucrative for us.  Especially if this guy actually pays up.

“GHOST MAN LIKE LITTLE MAN.”  Krieg grumbled.  “NEVER SHUTS UP!”  He added angrily.

Without warning, a grenade crested the wall they were crouched near.  Krieg picked it up and threw it back, laughing wildly.

The second time it happened the grenade blew up in his hand, knocking Maya back and out into the open.  Bullets started flying and she was forced to back away behind a ‘poop hut’, as Krieg would call it.

She crouched there, looking for something to shoot at or phaselock but she was just at the wrong angle.

Across the way, Krieg was blabbering as he bled out, blood flowing from his severed arm and multiple open wounds in his chest.

“KRIEG!”  Maya cried, in horror.

She was going to lose him.  Did he even have the money for a reconstruct?  She’d never asked.

Maya ran for him only to be shot down at his side.  Her own pain and blood mixing with his as they both lay dying.  Frantically she searched for something to kill for a second wind.  Her vision blackening as she faded.

“RISE!  VALKYRIE OF BLOOD!”  Krieg Roared.

There!  It was a small bullymong, just close enough.  She unloaded her clip in its general direction, hoping beyond hope that it would be enough.

DING!  She was back on her feet as the last of Kreig’s life left him.

“NOOOO!”  She sobbed, trying to patch him up.

“Light… the…. FUUUSSSEEEEE!” He screamed with a final breath, madness making his eye swivel wildly in its socket.

Suddenly he was up, sticks of dynamite digistructing into his hands.  He threw them as he rampaged around the town, exploding everything in his path.

Finally he had the remaining bandits cornered in one yard.  He ran in, clutching all of his dynamite, sinister laugh ringing out.

“I’LL TAKE YOU ALL WITH ME!”  His roar echoed across the berg but strangely the explosion did not. 

The massive boom pitched ice, bricks and blood all across the left side of town.

Maya ran into the aftermath, breath ragged in her throat, tears welling up in her eyes.  There was no way he could have survived that.  Rounding the corner she saw the bloodbath.

“STRIP THE FLESH!”  Krieg buried his axe into the last of the bandits.  His chest heaving, glistening red from the mixture of blood and guts he was doused with.

Holy Hyperion shitballs!

She stopped just shy of swinging distance.  Would he even differentiate her from an enemy?  She’d never seen him rage like that, all kamikaze and shit.  Sure, he’d gone into a buzzaxe frenzy before but that was tame compared to this massacre.

“FIND PRETTY LADY!”  He reeled, staggering around.  His eye was rolling back into his head.

“I’m here.”  She reached out to him.

Krieg rushed her, picking her up as if she were made of air.   At first she screamed, fearing for her life.  He ran her backwards into a pile of clean snow, pinning her underneath him. His grip was too tight, hands too heavy and urgent.

It might just be the cold, or it might be the thrill of almost dying, but her nipples were hard and aching.

Just when she decided that she wanted him to take her, he stalled out, looking down at her, terrified.  He began to flee.

“Wait!”  She gasped, heat rising up her body to settle in her cheeks.  “Wait.”  She said more firmly.

He did.  He waited.  Looking back at her like he expected death.

What am I even doing?  He could kill me with a flick of his wrist.  But isn’t that half of the attraction?  The danger?

“I need this.”  She looked at him, not begging, not asking, just stating a fact.  The tension had been building in her since before she had even met him but be damned if having him around wasn’t a temptation.   She unzipped her pants.  “I need you.” 

“PRETTY LADY…”

Krieg smacked himself in the head.

“NO!  GORE MAIDEN WANTS!”  He grunted, more to himself than to her.

He steeled himself, breathing in shallow huffs.

“Martyr for my ice Queen.”  He went to her, pliant, demure even.

All the rage and all the pain she had bottled up, the worry for him, for herself, and for those lost souls on the train.  The frustration that had been building for all those months since arriving on Pandora.  All of it burned away by the heat of his body against hers.

It wasn’t passionate in a sense that they clung to each other out of love.  There was passion, but it was more feral, carnal, urgent.

There was some finesse to his technique, and the size of his fingers had her gasping.  He built her up and broke her with one hand, thumb circling her sensitive spot while the two inserted fingers worked her relentlessly.  The other cradled the back of her head, keeping her with him, eyes locked with his.

She tore at him, fingernails digging into the muscles of his shoulders as his fingers did the work for her, moans catching in her throat as she ground herself against his hand.

He wasn’t brutal but he was rough.  She would feel this for days after.  The thought had her grinning as she spasmed around his slicked fingers.

Two orgasms later she felt the coolness of his mask resting against the inside of her thigh, anchoring her back in the here and now.

She realised he was still wearing his pants. He strained against the crotch, a sizeable bulge that sent a tingle down between her legs.

Her backside was numb from being lay in the snow.

“Your turn?”  Maya stroked her hand down his mask.  It wasn’t physical contact but it was about as tender as things were going to get.

Krieg shook his head.  “Gift for pretty lady.”  Grunting, he looked her up and down, admiring his good work.

“I don’t get a ride on your meatstick?”  She chuckled, hopeful.

Krieg laughed.  Not the crazy cackle that was his usual laugh, or the booming sinister bloodbath laugh the accompanied his more vicious rage, but a deep rumbling chuckle that sounded rather… normal.

Slightly disappointed but nonetheless sated, Maya stood.  Shaking the snow from the ass of her pants, she zipped them up, cold against her wetness.  Her legs felt unsteady.

That’s how you know it was a good one.

“Attention, People of Pandora!”  A sickeningly familiar voice came over the open ECHO channel.  “Handsome Jack here, offering one million bucks to whomever brings me the heads of the vault hunters who just arrived in Liar’s Berg.”

That man made her feel angry all over again.

“Oh, and I’m still offering a reward for Roland, the mass-murdering leader of the Crimson Raiders.  Good hunting, bandits!”

“I WILL PUT MY PAIN IN HIS SOUL!”  Krieg punched the air.

“You said it!”  She smiled, warmly, for the first time in what felt like an eternity.

Despite the hatred she had for that asshole, Jack, she felt buoyant.

“Better come back quickly, you two.”  Hammerlock spoke urgently.  “Captain Flint is sending a raiding party to collect the reward on both of your heads.”

“Let’s go, muscles.”  She drew her SMG, swinging her hips with renewed swagger as she strutted her way to Hammerlock’s house.

Krieg followed as he had, so far.  She hoped she could rely on that in the future.

Looking over her shoulder she caught a glimpse of a mask partially raised.  His hand was underneath, fingers in his mouth, a small moan forming in his throat, totally unashamed of the obvious hardness in the front of his pants.

Well if that’s not the hottest thing I’ve seen in a long time.

“SWEET MEATS FOR THE TASTING!”  Krieg cackled, catching up to her with eager strides.

Smug, she grinned at him.  Things were looking up.

Fin.

[justjdm]

You Scared of Me Now, Babydoll? (Part 7)

Pairing: Negan x Reader

Summary: You and Negan are mad at each other after your trip to Alexandria. You drive back to Sanctuary only to…resolve it.

Word Count: 1,826

Warning(s): Smut (finally!), unprotected sex (as will most sex scenes…I don’t think birth control is readily available in the apocalypse!), Language

A/N: Happy (belated) Valentine’s Day, lovelies! Finally there is some smut in this chapter! (Apologies if the smut isn’t that great. I’ve written smut before but I’m quite out of practice and I’ve never posted it online before…so I’m a little nervous!) Masterlist is here. Enjoy!

“Day’s over, everyone pack the fuck up!”

You jumped, almost dropping the box you were loading onto the truck. Damn, he was mad. And frankly, you were mad at him too. Seeing how he treated these people made you sick. Not to mention- you had been apart of this group. It made you wonder that if you had never left Rick if you would have to be apart of this mess.

Negan stomped over to you and growled in your ear.

“Get the back in the goddamn truck. Now.”

You handed the box you were carrying to one of the workers and rolled your eyes, making your way to the truck you and Negan had arrived in.

“Don’t get me started on that fuckin’ eyeroll right now, darlin’. I saw that!” he yelled after you.

You climbed into the passenger seat and crossed your arms, much like an angry child. You didn’t get angry often, but when you did, it was dangerous for anyone standing nearby. Hell hath no fury.

You watched Negan through the passenger side rear view mirror as he barked a few more orders at his men.

He approached his side of the truck and swung open the door.

He didn’t say anything. You could just hear his heavy breaths through his flaring nostrils.

“What the hell is your problem?” You finally spat.

He started the engine and it hummed to life. He didn’t even wait for the other trucks to follow him as he drove out of the gates of Alexandria.

“My fuckin’ problem? Oh, that’s rich Y/N.”

“Excuse me?”

“We’ll fucking talk about this when we get back, alright?”

You were so mad that you just stayed quiet. You couldn’t even think of the words that expressed how you felt right now.

Between the ride to and from Sanctuary and your stay there, it was finally late afternoon and the sun was beginning to set. You would’ve made some stupid comment about how pretty the sunset looked, but you were so livid that the thought just simmered away in the back of your brain. You both rode back in an uncomfortable silence that was thick enough to cut with a knife. It was like a giant black cloud had rested over you two, and that storm kept brewing the entire way back to Sanctuary.

When you were back, the gates opened and Negan drove the truck back behind one of the warehouses. He cut off the engine and you both stepped out, slamming the doors behind you. You both met at the back end of the truck and before you could even start yelling, Negan’s hand gripped your arm and pulled you to follow him.

“Hey, what are you doing. Let me go!” you squirmed, trying to wriggle out of his firm grasp.

He glanced back at you and gave you a deep glare.

“We need to fucking talk.”

“And we couldn’t do that here?!”

“No,” he growled.

You tried to snake out of his grasp the entire way up to Negan’s room, where he pushed you in and slammed the door behind him.

“What the hell is wrong with you?!” You rubbed your fingers across where Negan had grabbed you, wincing slightly.

“You want to tell me what the fuck happened between you and Rick?” He took a step towards you, a scowl across his face.

“Like I owe you a goddamn explanation.”

“As my wife, I’d like to think you fuckin’ do.”

You noticed his southern drawl seemed to come out more when he was angry. If you weren’t so angry, you might have thought it was kind of sexy.

“It’s not like you own me, Negan. What’s in the past is in the past.”

He took another step towards you, inches away from your face. His voice was low and rumbling.

“You agreed to do this, Y/N. So yes, I. Own. You. There’s no question about it, no negotiating. It’s the fuckin’ rules,” he looked down at you, seeing you unwavering and still unfearful of him. He stared at you before unclenching his jaw. He sucked his teeth.

“Did you fuck him?”

“Jesus, Negan,” you breathed, “Does it fucking matter? You have absolutely no right to ask me something like that. You fuck all those other wives like your at some sort of whorehouse. Why would it matter if I fucked him?”

“Just answer my fucking question, Y/N.”

You remained quiet, tapping your foot on the ground in impatience. He just continued to glare at you.

You threw your hands up, rolling your eyes up to look at the ceiling.

“Fine. Yes! I did. But it was a long time ago, I left them for a reason.”

The vein in his forehead was pronounced now, his nostrils flaring. He looked like he was going to rip you a new one, but you were far from done.

“Please, Negan cut the bullshit! You treat all of them like slaves. I was apart of their group! If I was still with them, would you treat me like that? Like I’m some sort of animal? You’ve broken them, Negan.” Your voice was almost pleading, as if you were begging him to stop treating them this way.

His eyes were boring into yours and you could’ve sworn you saw them soften.

“This is a kill or be killed kind of life now, Y/N. If you don’t fuckin’ stand up and take what belongs to you, it gets fuckin’ snatched right up from under you. The walkers aren’t the fucking enemy anymore. We need to protect ourselves before they kill us first.”

He did have a point, but it was one fucked up, twisted point.

“Negan, the only reason they’re trying to kill you is because you tried to kill them first. I know them, they’re not out for blood. You are.”

He was so close to you now that your bodies almost touched. His hand reached up to your face, running his hand across your cheek. His touch was soft and light. Your shoulders eased.

“Don’t tell me that bloodlust doesn’t turn you on just a little bit.”

You closed your eyes. God, it was futile trying to get across to that man.

“Maybe. If you weren’t such a cocky son of a bitch.”

He chuckled. “You know, it’s fuckin’ hot when you curse like that.”

You sighed, gazing up into his chocolate brown eyes. Even when you hated him, he still managed to make you melt.

His finger ran across your bottom lip and he gave you that cocky trademark smirk of his.

“You know I’m not giving in to you,” you breathed.

His face came closer to yours and he whispered close to your ear, giving you goosebumps in the best way possible.

“You sure about that?”

Him challenging you was enough to make you snap. In that moment, your walls of resistance broke down and all you wanted was him.

“Fuck it.”

Your hands flew around him and you pulled his lips to yours, crashing against them. His lips were surprisingly soft. He tasted amazing.

Negan dropped Lucille to the floor, the bat landing with a soft ‘thud’ on the rug.

“Fuckin’ finally,” he mumbled.

His hands slinked around your waist.

You felt his teeth tentatively tug on your bottom lip, his tongue begging entrance. You complied, letting out a soft moan.

You could feel your heart in your chest beating rapidly. You couldn’t believe this was happening. Why did you want the man that practically pissed you off on a daily basis? He had put you through so much bullshit.

But that’s not what you wanted to think about at that moment.

You both kissed until your lips were swollen red. You reached for the lapels of his leather jacket and slipped it off of his shoulders. While he pulled off his shirt and reached the buckle on his jeans, you lifted your shirt above your head and let the fabric fall to the floor, your bra coming off not long afterwards.

Once he was in just his boxers, he pushed you back towards his bed. You felt the edge of the bed at the back of your knees and you fell back onto the grey sheets.

Negan gazed down at you, a carnal smile across his face.

“You are so goddamn beautiful, Y/N.”

“Oh, shut up,” you breathed, your hands clasping the back of his neck.

He placed kisses along your jaw, trailing and suckling slowly down your neck and to your breasts. You moaned, running your hands in his soft dark hair. The feeling of his salt and pepper scruff against your skin felt so heavenly.

Feeling all this stimulation at once (that you hadn’t experienced in a rather long time) was enough to make you come on your own.

“Negan,” you pleaded. He glanced up to you, his look smoldering.

The urgent tone in your voice was enough to get your point across.

He slipped your pants off, along with your panties and pulled down his boxers.

You felt as if you gawked for a moment.

‘Holy shit, that man is going to break me,’ you thought to yourself as you stared as his impressive erection.

Before you could really think or say anything else, he was inside of you will one fell swoop of passion.

You gasped at the sudden sensation and dug your nails into his back.

“You’re so fucking tight, Y/N,” he growled, beginning to thrust into you.

The stinging sensation of you spreading to fit him began to subside into pure pleasure. You were never really a vocal lover, but the sounds you were making sounded feral. You almost hoped the wives downstairs could hear you. You wanted to make them jealous.

You felt his hand approach your entrance, a finger rubbing over your swollen clit.

The motion elicited a pleasurable whimper from you. God only knew what his tongue could do.

His thrusts became faster and more rhythmic and you could hear the bed creak below you. The sounds and feeling of your bodies moving together turned you on even more.

He thrusted into you. Harder. Faster. Deeper. You brain felt like it was going to explode from white hot pleasure.

He was so strong. You could feel every tough muscle on his arms. You could feel your nails digging into the flesh of his arm as you mewled in ecstasy.

The swirling sensation of his finger, his kisses on your neck, and him pumping into you was enough to send you over the edge. You crumbled around him, muttering obscenities as you orgasmed.

He wasn’t long after you, grunting and groaning a few times before coming inside of you. You could feel his warm release trickle down your leg.

He pulled out of you and rolled over beside you, letting out a deep sigh.

“Well shit. Maybe we should fuckin’ fight more often.”

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