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crybaby-magic · 8 months ago

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Date night marathon

mk x reader

contains:fluff,smut,overstimulation,unsafe sex,cream pie,p in v,oral male and female receiving,vibrators,breeding kink,spanking,nipple play,fingering,cum swallowing,clit stimulation,etc.

The hot water hit your body, making it relax at the water pressure.You don’t know how long you were in there, but it must have been while seeing as the mirror was fogged up; it was practically a sauna in there.

You wash your body with the body wash that you left at your boyfriend's house, since you kept spending the night there anyway.You had sighed out before you slowly turned the shower off, Mk would complain when he got home that ‘you used all the hot water’ if you stayed any longer.

You stand there relishing in the steamed up room, before grabbing a towel that was set near the shower; then wrapping it around your body.You step out wandering in front of the mirror.Wiping the mirror in one swoop to see your face.You stand there for a bit checking yourself out, before you decide to leave that bathroom letting the steam seep out.

You sit on the bed hold the towel close to your chest as you reach beside you for some lotion.Pumping the scent lotion, before rubbing it on your legs and arms.As you were reaching over to pump more; the door slammed opened a figure falling on the floor in the process with a loud groan.

Without glancing over you giggled out a “Rough day?” with a mocking hmm at the end.The figure just groaned some more rolling his body away from the door to let it slam close.The groaning just continued and it slowly turned to whining.

You headed over to the noise.You rolled your eyes at the sight.Mk was sprawled out on the floor;he looked a hot mess.Leaning over his body casting a shadow over him. “Are you going to do that all night, because I'm pretty sure you wanted to force me watch that new monkey king series that I ‘begrudgingly agreed too’.”You said in a mocking tone.

Mk’s face slowly moved to the side to glare up at you with his eyes. “Don’t patronize me!”he whined out; while also blushing.You stare at him for a moment; rolling your eyes once more.Standing straight up with your hands on hips.You shake your head as you wander back to the bed to continue what you were doing.

As you open up the dresser next to the bed to collect your clothing, Mk's arms wrap around your torso in a tight grip, and his head laying on your shoulders nuzzling into your neck.You close your eyes before taking a big breath. “Mk you need to take a shower first.You can’t fall asleep on me; you're dirty.”

Mk grumbled before heading to the bathroom, all while you side-eye his behavior.After a moment the water starts running, shaking your head at his childish behavior.You put on a shirt that you took from Mk, then put your lace underwear on.

Once satisfied with yourself you turn the tv on, so it’s waiting for Mk once he was done.You grab a bag of his desk that that was filled with snacks like popcorn,candy,and—a Monkey King peach flavored soda.You raised a brow at the things Mk waste his money on sometimes.Setting the snacks on his bedside table, you crawled under the blanket on his bed; opting to sit close to the wall.Grabbing the remote you start the series Mk wanted, then focusing your attention onto your phone to scroll on social media.

Mk walks out of the bathroom hair down and in his pajamas.“Hey you started without me!”Mk says in a very exaggerated dramatic tone.As he gets into bed next to you, while grabbing the remote beside you to rewinding the tv.

“I really didn’t start.I was hardly paying attention”You muttered as you stared at your phone; not bothering to look up.Mk looked at the side of your head with a blank stare.After some time you heavily sighed.

“Ughh fine!”

Setting you phone to the side you face the tv.Mk kisses your cheek, while makes a noise of approval.He proceeds to setting his head on the side of your shoulder facing the tv, enthralled with the movie.A subtle smile graces your face, before you shake your head in amusement.You force yourself to look away from Mk once he excitedly points, and rambles out something cool that has happened.This is going to be a long night you thought to yourself.

After awhile you had spaced out during the movie.You quickly snapped out of it, when you felt Mk’s hand wrapping around your waist, and his legs wrapped around one of your legs.All while he pushed his face deeper in your chest but he turned his head to face the tv.You make a questioning face, before moving your hand towards his messy hair to rub it; then you face the tv once more.

Your were starting to get bored.It nothing against the movie it’s just—it wasn’t original it's the same plot as all the other Monkey King series.Impulsively grabbing onto your phone to scroll through social media again.Just as you were turning on the phone, you feel Mk’s sharp teeth dug into the side of your boob.

“Ow!What the hell Mk!”

You drop your phone in shock; you pull at Mk’s hair in retaliation, with the hand that was in his hair already.You tried to pull him away,but he was latching to you very well.

“You asked for it!You’re being a brat, by not listening to me!”He said as he let go before he bit another area again.One of his hands moved to your other breast to hold you into place. “Stop moving!”He muffled out.

“Lemme go Mk!”

You tried to move away from Mk’s assault, but he got a sudden yellow glint in his eye.Without realizing it his fingers reached out, and started to pinch you your nipple. “Ahh-mmh”you whimper out as you let him go; you fell back onto the bed.He stopped biting you, but he crawled on top of you keeping you trapped under him.

“You jerk!You cheated,you know I'm sensitive!”You said with a very flushed expression, while breathing heavily. He didn't seem to be listening to your complaints though.His eyes seemed to become very glossed over.Mk leaned closer to your face. “M-Mk what are y-you doing!?W-wait what about the ser—”

He had suddenly locked you lips together slowly; it progressed from kisses to him shoveling his tongue down your throat.You felt your body heat pick up, as you frantically moved your arms and legs around him as y’all pick up speed; tongues fighting for domanice.Mk separated from you leaving a trail of spit between y’all, before pulling you shirt down.Your tits fell out; letting Mk grabbed onto them putting one in his mouth, while tweaking the other.You gasped out throwing your head back in the process.

Mk took your moaning as a good sign; he started to strip the rest of your shirt off leaving you in your underwear. “Mk-”you breathlessly panted out “Lemme help you out of your clothes,it’s not fair i’m the only one bare.”

“Y-yeah hold on.”He stuttered out.He hastily tried to take off his shirt, but got semi stuck in the process.You giggled before putting a hand on his struggling arm to make him stop.You gently pushed him back onto the bed before you got off of the bed“Umm what are yo-”

“Shush Mk lemme help you.”

You help pull his shirt off leaving him in his boxers.Leaning closer to his face you capture his lips with yours once more.One of you hands stay on his shoulder while the others travels up and down his abs,then to his stomach,and finally his bulge that twitched under your palm, once you pressed on it.

The air thickened as he whimpered.You slowly started to kiss down his body to get closer to his throbbing pelvis “Wait!”

“Huh?What…did I do something wrong?We can st-”

“No t-that’s not it!H-Here so you d-don’t have to be uncomfortable!”He frantically put a pillow down in between his legs.He then helped guide you down in between his legs.

You were face to face with his pelvis; eyes glossing over.You started to slowly rub him through boxers, and feel him throbbing.The action made you feel a pit in you stomach heat up.Lips parting as you grab his boxer, then pulling them down; exposing his length to the cool room.Mk took a sharp breath,while his eyes clenched closed.

His dick twitched at the cold air.You grabbed at the base;squeezing it.You watched as the pre-cum spilled out of the tip. “B-babe p-please—don’t tease”Mk whimpered out.

Using both hands you started to pump him.He groaned out,as you then put your mouth on the tip swirling it around with your tongue.Fondling his balls, as you pressed your tongue directly on the slit; sucking off the pre-cum that dribbled out.

“Uhhng~ More”He panted out as he grabbed a fistful of your hair; as he shoved his dick in your mouth inch by inch, till you were at the base.Mk made a loud gruntled noise, as you tried to regulate your breathing; his tip is at the back of your throat.He held you down as your saliva and. his pre-cum dribbled out the sides of your mouth.

You glanced you eyes up at Mk.He had his head thrown back and his eyes close.You could also see a bit of saliva dripping out of his opened mouth, down his chin onto his chest.You could feel your womanhood pulse at the sight; it made you subconsciously start rocking against the pillow.The stimulation makes you whimper against him, in turn making Mk moan out from the vibration.

He starts jerking up into your throat,while slamming your head down simultaneously on his dick.Your eyes started to water as you sucked, while being used in the best way possible.You hand moved down to your panties pushing it to the side; you start to rub your folds slowly collecting your juices that came out.

You pushed a finger in slowly moving it in a pumping motion.It made you moan against Mk’s twitching length that was still pounding into your mouth.You used you other hand to start fiddling with you clit in a circular motion.You eventually added more fingers once you felt the that you were ready; stimulating yourself to feel that coil tighten in your stomach.

As Mk continues buck into your mouth, as if it’s his personal flesh light you can feel his dick continuously throb. “P-please almost there ahhugh~” he gasped out as he made eye contact with you.You slowly took your hand that was pumping into you(while have the other hand focusing on on your abused clit), and put it into Mk’s mouth.He suck and swirled his tongue the taste made his hard twitch frantically.The feeling of his tongue on your fingers made the pit in your stomach to snap, causing you to moan out around his cock.

Mk proceed to shove your mouth to the base once more, as his tip hit the back of your throat.You hands frantically gripped onto to his thighs, as both of you groaned out when Mk pumped out massive loads down you throat, one after the other.You struggled to swallow each load, but it was so good you couldn’t waist it.Mk’s hold slowly lightened up as you swallowed the last load with a gulp; you sucked him from the base to the tip really focusing on the his slit, before pulling off with a big gulp.

You look up at Mk while you breathed out hard.You slowly stood up, only for Mk to suddenly grab your body pushing you down onto the bed. “W-what the hell?Don’t tell me your hard that fast?” you croaked out.

“Nah just returning the favor.Don’t worry though i’ll be in you soon enough.”he breathed out as he smiled at you with a sadistic smile.Mk was rubbing your twitching thighs, before he spread them apart.He tore off you underwear in one go letting the cool air hit your moist, and sensitive vagaina.

In that moment you just remembered he has an insatiable appetite for you.It probably doesn’t make it better that he was probably pent up when he came home from a long day with training and work.Then you also weren’t listening to him to watch the stupid series.You see it in his eyes, as he moves his fingers to rub you folds.He plans to eat you till you have nothing left to give.The thought makes you clench over nothing.

You eyes must have been wide,!because once he looked up he just gruffly laughed out “Don’t be scared…you wanted this after all.”Just as he said that he pushed one finger in “Wow you so wet and warm,got me excited to pound into your pretty flower with my dick!F-fuck your so wet ahh~”He moaned out.You head thrown back from the welcomed stretch;his fingers were always bigger than your fingers.He’s ruins you for anyone else, and he knows that.

“Ahhhgg!!”He was so deep you thought mindlessly to yourself.

He kept pushing his finger in your gummy walls, once he felt like you were ready to take another he slammed in the second one. “Ahh- mmh- M-Mk please more~ I want mor-ahh”you screamed out, as he put his thumb on your throbbing aching clit.The stimulation was making tears form in your eye crevices.

You hadn’t noticed, but Mk had lowered his head closer towards your pussy.You only noticed when you felt his thumb get removed and replaced by his mouth.A loud moan ripped from your mouth, as you gripped at the bedding.You legs impulsively clamp around his head trying to pushing him closer.His hands had removed your thighs from his head, with his bruising grip“Hey don’t do that; lemme have this I didn’t get to try out the snacks I got for the series marathon cause of you”He had mutter while still being on your lower region, causing vibrations that make shocks of pleasure go up your spine.

Next thing you know he’s barreling his thick tongue into your walls.You back arch at the intrusion only for Mk to grab you hip, and slam them back on the bed.His tongue moves in and out through your sweet velvety walls; messily but also with a persistents.He had soon started sucking on the clit hard, while he surprised you by slamming three fingers into you.Grabbing onto his hair, as you constantly purred out praise while rocking onto his face.

You walls started to clenched against his fingers and tongue as he speed up.You soon felt that coil come back tighting; by the abuse afflicted by Mk on your womanhood.Eventually that coil tighten so much it snapped making you reach your peak.Your eyes rolling into your head, back arching, while small tears drop down the side of you face; your mouth wide open with a silent cry.Mk slowly eats you out through your orgasam, as you come to an end.

Mk removes himself from your legs, with a kiss on your abused clit.You attempt to close your legs from sensitivity, only for mk to slot himself between you,preventing you from closing them.You hear the dresser that’s by the bed get opened. “What are you—y-you gotta be kidding me!?M-Mk I don’t think I'll last with that!I can’t cum no more Mk!” you had squeaked out, while tearing up from seeing that Mk had pulled out a pink bullet vibrator.

“Don’t say that.I’ve made you cum more than this.You can take it.”

Mk then opened your legs wider, and started to rub himself on your sensitive vagaina;with the occasional tip spanking clit.You feel shock waves move up your body.You unintentionally move away from his bucking, only to get pulled back towards him.“Please you have been such a good girl I just wanna make you cum,why are you denying me this”He whined

Seeing his glossy eyes you knew you couldn’t deny him.You cover your eyes with one of you arms, before whimpering out “Go a-ahead Mk.”Mk’s eye lit up.He collected your juices to lube up his penis some more, while tapping on your slit, before pushing in slowly.You moan out because of the stretching. “T-to big ahhhgg~”Mk stops for a moment, when you peek an eye open only to see him halfway in.

“It’s sooo so soft a-and warm and ugh~ w-wet too~!S-such a good girl you can take the rest!Right?W-who am I kidding you were ughh made for me!”

You noticed that yellow glint in his dark eyes again.Next thing you know he slammed all the way in, causing you to yell out in euphoria.Your body is constantly shivering from the feeling him at your cervix.Your insides keep clenching his dick in a vice grip, because he kept rolling his hips against your; to let you get used to his length.You we’re so blissed out that you didn’t notice the vibrater is set right above your clit.Until it got turned on starting on the lowest setting.Your tongue lolled out of your mouth, as you panted out, like a dog in heat.

Your mind slowly starts to catch up to you, once it felt the vibrations slowly increase.You wrap your arms around Mk’s neck while you legs wrap around his waist.He slowly thrusted into you slowly at first you, but after awhile he picked up speed.He changed the settings to the bullet vibrator to the highest setting; stimulating both of you.He was abusing your insides, with how hard he was hitting your insides.You can even see him bulge at your stomach.The with the vibrator at max setting it, caused your juices to start to squirt it but by bit.

You screamed from the stimulation with Mk panting hard by your ear.Mk eventually put one of you nipples into his mouth.He sucked with such bruising force.He sucked it as if you would provide milk.With his free hand he moved it to fondle your other breast.You would think he was an animal(technically is) by how much he’s growling, as you pulled at his hair.His thrusting didn’t deter, but instead it increases.Your cry’s filling the room.

Mk pops off of your nipple, before slowing down with his thrust, causing you to whine out from the oncoming orgasam to dissaper. “Mk noo why you stop keep going please I was so close!” you sobbed out pathetically.

Mk felt that he wasn’t going deeper inside you enough.He quickly removes himself from your warm hole; with your disapproval groans coming out.He flips you over onto your stomach, with your ass up.He it spanks (with a bruising hit)on impulse to silence your whining.You squeak out a moan from the impact.

He grabs your hands placing one on you stomach, and the other holding the vibrating, pink bullet towards your sensitive clit; you groaned at the stimulation.Once he had you in the position he wanted you in; he slammed into you without any warning.Screaming at the sudden intrusion, as he groaned out babbling about the new position.He wasn’t wrong you could feel the bulge it’s much deeper.The new position was also hitting you cervix, almost pushing into it even.

Mk grabbed your tits harshly as he fondly with them;pulling and pinching your nipples. “I know you can feel me.Push down on the bulge in you stomach I know you wanna.”He breathlessly whispered into your ear.

The motion of him going in,and out you could feel the bulge he created every time he pounded into you with his dick.You slowly pushing onto the bulge making your insides tighten up and you scream out in pleaser(though a bit raspy from his dick and your constant yelling out).Mk starts to mark you up as you struggle to formulate words anymore.Mind going official brain numb

Your tongue had rolled out of your mouth, drool falling down your face onto the bed.You had full blown started crying from the sexual pleasure.You kept babbling to Mk about ‘I-I want more,gimmi mor-ahhh!!’ or ‘H-harder please please please harder Mk ahhmmhfuuuck!!’.His dick was hitting all the right places, as he pounded away at you;like you two were both rabid animals.You could even feel your clit twitching from the bullet.The stimulation had it pushing out liquids from your body here and there.

You can feel a different kind of sensation you never felt form in the pit of your stomach.“G-Gonna gonna cum baby, Please please lemme cum, i’m a good girl please, wanna cum, gotta cum mmhhhgggg!” you chant as the coil starts to tighten inside your pussy.The tighten was making it harder for Mk to move a little bit, because of how tight it’s gotten.Mk’s dick was twitching like crazy you could feel your essence,and his pre-cum dripping out of your nether regions into you hand that was still holding the vibrator.

“W-ughh-Where you want me to cum!?”

“Inside!Inside!So good ahhhh!!!”

You grip onto the bed with one hand the other still holding the vibrator to you clit.Mk’s thrusts started to get more rough one of his hands grabs you hand that has the vibrater, and proceeds to push it directly on your clit hard.You scream and through your head back against Mk’s shoulders vision blanking, as a blood curdling screw rips from you throat.You can feel a stream of clear liquid exist your body squirting everywhere, while you body convulsed at the sensation.

Not soon after Mk slammed hard into your, gripping onto your waist.He speed up chasing his high, while also overstimulating your used vagaina.After on more slamming his dick started to spurt out thick loads into your womb.His hands kept you in place so you had no choice but take the big loads.You stomach started to bulge because of the semen that’s being forced down your cervix.He steadily pumped into your body twitching here and there from sensitivity.You soon fall limp in his hold dropping the bullet.You two eventually collapse onto the bed completely spent.

Mk is laying on top of you, with his length still inside you.He puts his hand under you stomach, and presses down forcing the cum to travel back to your plugged hole; making it seep out.He eventually pulls out slowly while spurts of y’all cum squirts out.Once he’s fully out big globs drain out of you.He looks at your spent pussy, and he sees the globs of y’all cum dribbling out.He pushes back in his cum with his fingers, while you whine out in protest.

“T-to sensitive,uuugghh~”

Mk slowly moves his face to your dribbling pussy, and start to slurp up y’all’s spend.You had grabbed a pillow pushing you face into it, and screaming from the continues assault on your lower region.After he finished cleaning you up he tilted your neck back, and smashing is cum covered mouth against yours.You both moan at the taste.It was a mixture of sweet and salty, as your tongues sucked on one another.

Once you two break up the kiss you two are breathing heavily.Mk turns of the bullet off that he noticed was still on.Looking around you realize the tv had powered off, because of y’all’s inactivity.You sigh out, as Mk had gotten up from the bed, and lifted you up to sit at his desk.You started to nodded off, while he cleaned the bedding a bit.You soon felt a warm rag wiping the excess body fluid that, he didn’t lick up from between your thighs.

Once finished he place you back into the bed, and put his t-shirt over you.You two layed down then you felt him kiss your lips.He held you in a tight grip before he tiredly yawned out “We can watch the Monkey king series some other time.For now I just want to hold you a little longer.I love you baby.Night.”Then he passed out on you.You could hear his soft snoring in the process.

Shaking your head in amusement.Your boyfriend would be the type of person to completely tail you in bed, but then talk about a Monkey King series after.Your eyes soften at his disheveled hair and his soft features.You kiss him on the lips before mumbling “Goodnight,I love you…darling boy”You soon tuck into his arms following him into a peaceful sleep.

This is my first time doing smut so constructive criticism is allowed.-nana

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lotusarchon · 2 months ago

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macaque's successor (mk x reader)

content warnings: female reader, second pov (you/your), mild fluff and angst, season 1 events, isekai (reader dies from choking), foul language, macaque mentioned i guess, vague hints of manipulation/gaslighting from macaque, mk being a little shit, nsfw content, minors/ageless blogs dni, virginity loss,np in v sex, mild dubcon oral sex (fem receiving), public sex (reader + mk fuck in an alleyway), car sex (in the tuktuk), implied breeding kink, light bondage (the headband is a paid actor)

author's notes: requested from AO3. this literally hit 6k words so i'm gonna make it a series lmfao help

You remembered choking.

Honestly, it was an embarassing way to die, you won't deny it. How humiliating it was when people asked about your demise, anticipating a tragic if not heroic end. And usually, in the fanfics you read, that's how it always go!! Either someone dies by trying to save someone else, or by fucking suicide!! Not this!!! Not by choking on a dumpling while watching the fifth season of your favorite show; Lego Monkie Kid!!

Gods, how embarassing. Even when waking up, the memory of the dumpling stuck in your throat while you flailed wildly, surprised when the plot twist was revealed with the snake villain…gah! Just end you now!

Wait no. You died once. If you died twice again, that would be way worst.

Ah well. You couldn't say you were too disappointed. Though you missed a few things from your old life, your life was just…too boring. You didn't have much friends, your parents were emotionally distant and well, aside from your job, there really wasn't much to your current life. You felt too much like a burden to your parents, so maybe…you could free them of the worries of an unmarried, boring child.

You considered your ‘isekai’ moment as some sort of new start. Your chance to better your life! You didn't anticipate to be a part of anything major, not with your boring self, but the scenery in the Lego Monkie Kid universe wasn't so bad, and surprisingly the people seem nice. Perks of being a children's show, you guessed.

When you had first woken up, lying on the sand of some beach, you were both pleasantly surprised and concerned. It took a few minutes for you to process that you hadn't ended up in some weird coma because you choked to death and that you had, somehow, in some weird fucking way, woken up in the lego world. How did you realize that?

If the lego hands weren't enough of an answer, the green and white blur of a certain female character driving past should've been.

You were fucking isekai’d.

And then you fainted from shock.

When you woke up again, you were lying on a military cot, a thin blanket thrown over your form. There was sunlight from a window to the wall opposite of you, and the sound of clapping and cheering.

While you sat there contemplating your situation, and wondering if you were about to be canon fodder to some demon within the show, a door you hadn't been aware of opened and closed shut. A man wearing a thick black and red robe was standing in front of you. And come on, you're no fool―there was no way in hell you wouldn't know who this particular figure was. You'd have to be pretty stupid not to have recognized his dramatic robes from the second season.

Which reminded you. Where exactly had you fallen in the timeline, if Macaque found you and most possibly brought you to his weird theatre?

“You got a name, kid?” His gruff voice questioned, pulling the hood of his head to glance at you. In his hands was a tray, a simple meal of rice porridge and cut fruits. You accepted the tray awkwardly, wondering if the food would be edible if this was pre-s4/5 Macaque.

“Um. My name is (Name).” You smiled at the monkey demon awkwardly. “And…um…w-who might you be?”

“Macaque. The Six Eared Macaque.” He took a seat on a discarded chair, sharp fangs glinting in what little light it had. “(Name), huh? Well, I found you before you died from a cold, (Name). You were stranded on a beach not far from here.”

Right…that you already figured out.

“I hope you don't mind me asking. Do you have any family or friends to run home too?”

You thought for a moment. You didn't die and end up in any existing character already…..so as far as you knew, you were completely alone in this strange new world. The realization finally dawned on you that though it was a joyous feeling, being in your favorite show, interacting with nice people, there was no way you'd be able to survive. You were human for all you knew too, just some person living in a world with magic, demons and the occasional deity.

“No.” You signed, stirring the porridge. “I'm..alone.”

“You have no one?” Macaque repeated. “No one to turn too for help? Surely, your parents…friends…?”

You shook your head again.

There was a moment of awkward silence. You continued to stir the porridge awkwardly while Macaque possibly thought to himself.

“Alright.” Macaque stood. “It'd be cruel of me to leave someone as young as you to wander off on your own.” You tensed when he walked in your direction, but surprisingly, all he did was gently pat your head. “I'll offer you a deal, kid, since you're already in my debt.”

Please don't ask me to sell my soul.

“Wasn't planning on it.” Ah, you spoke out loud. “Be my apprentice. I'll feed and clothe you and in turn you train under me and help around the theatre here. It'll be a…mutually beneficial relationship.”

Well. You didn't have much of a choice now, did you?

After a moment of thinking, you nodded. There was nothing less to be done than to accept your fate. And hey, as cliche as it was, maybe you can turn Macaque over! Act like the MK to his Sun Wukong, you know?

And that was a lie.

Macaque was not a kind teacher. As the agreement followed, he did feed and clothe you. Hell, you swore he was even giving you your own salary helping him out with the theatre, either cleaning up or sending posters or dealing with guests. He wasn't so bad, that was, outside of training. During training, though, he was an entirely different person.

The first week, he was horrible. You swore you couldn't even repeat the degrading words he had said, every detail embedded in your head. Scolding you for being weak, to put more effort if you truly wanted to learn and be strong. That being weak was for those that were already dead.

It was difficult to think he was an entirely different person outside of training. Usually he would chat or show you things he's made, like puppets or dolls. If he was in a good mood, he'd even put on a puppet show for you, and you'd get to see his ‘The Hero And The Warrior’ tale up close and in person. But, if he was in a bad mood, you were lucky to get a simple grunt before he ignored you.

Between that and when you were alone, you got to explore more of your new world. You found out that his theatre was to the end of the city, so a lot of people would have to travel often to see his plays. After getting lost a few times and finally getting a map you could properly read, you found Pigsy's noodles and decided to pay it a visit.

What was the worst that could possibly happen? And anyways, you were both bored and curious to know where exactly you were in the storyline. Since you were supposed to be Macaque's apprentice now, surely that meant you'd most likely be involved now in the main story, right?

“I keep telling ya MK, you rarely ever focus!”

Ah, that should be an obvious enough an answer. There was an entire episode dedicated to MK's focusing. Erm, episode…6, was it? No, that was the racing episode.

Episode 7, maybe? Ah, yeah, that had to be it.

You dared to peek your head inside, catching sight of the protagonist and his father figure speaking to each other. Or, more like MK was clinging to his dad's leg while Pigsy scolded him with threats of firing him.

Ah, typical Monkie Kid moment. It felt so unreal to be here in person, watching them.

And then MK ran into you. Had you been that dazed out you completely missed him running until he ran smack into you, spilling noodles on the front of your shirt?

“Gah! Are you okay!?” MK spluttered, his eyes wide with panic. “Oh, shit―” Wait, was that normal? Wasn't this a kid's show? Why the fuck― “Fuck, uh.”

“Kid?” Pigsy's voice was heard behind him. “What's the keep u―oh, damn it MK.”

Huh? This is a kid's show! Why are they swearing!?

“I'm sorry!!” MK was whining. You felt his hands on your chest, dabbing away with swabs of paper napkins he must've grabbed from the counter. “Sorry, sorry!!! I'm so sorry, I just―aah!!”

You were to dumbstruck to even question the fact he was so blatantly touching your chest. Not when you were more concerned about the fact they cursed. This was a children's show. Why the fuck were they cursing!? Were they always cursing and it was just obscured because of the children audience it was aimed for!? Huh?!

“Kid, I think you've made it worst.” Pigsy's gruff voice brought you back to reality. You smiled nervously as MK pulled his hands away, wringing them anxiously from the stain he just left behind.

“I'm sorry!!” MK pursed his lips. Though he was never a favorite of yours, you had to admit up close he was kind of cute in the basic anime protagonist way. You wondered what would happen if you pinched his cheeks a bit. Would it be soft to touch? “I-I’ll um, I'll make it up to you! Promise!”

Oh. Right, he spilled noodles on your shirt.

You shook your head, waving off his worry. “No need too. It's fine, it was my fault anyway.” Technically you weren't wrong. You weren't paying attention, and how was MK supposed to know someone was kinda attempting to spy on him. “But uh….” You glanced at the sticky wet stain. “I don't suppose you have anything I can borrow…?”

MK perked up. He looked pleased you weren't yelling at him, nor demanding some form of payment that would probably give Pigsy a heart attack. He nodded quickly, fluffy brown hair growing even messier from his actions. Holy shit, was it as soft as it looked? Would it feel nice??

“I've got a spare shirt upstairs!” He exclaimed, once again interrupting your thoughts. “My friend leaves her clothes behind, there should be one that fits you! Gimme a sec―”

Oh, he was gone. You were going to tell him not to bother, it'd be too weird wearing his best friend's shirt….

Waiting in awkward silence, you glanced at Pigsy, who had crossed his arms opposite of you. He raised his head and caught your gaze, making you look away.

“You must be new around these parts,” the pig demon remarked, causing you to stiffen. “I don't think I recognize ya, kid. Got a name?”

Er….well.

“(Name).” It'd be pointless to lie about yourself. And anyway, if you chose the name of a character that was probably already in the series, it'd make one hell of a scenario. Too embarassing anyway. “Umm. You must be Pigsy, the owner of this er…fine establishment?”

The pig demon snorted, “As if the name isn't obvious enough.” You flinched, anticipating him to be rude, but who knew he was merely being sarcastic and teasing you. He shook his head at your expression, chuckling, “I'm pulling ya’ leg kid. Yeah, that's me. What brings ya’ here anyway?”

Before you could respond, the sound of someone falling down a flight of stairs, and a certain noodle boy reappeared with a clean, green and white T-shirt in his hands. He smiled bashfully, apologizing for his absence and shoved the cloth into your hands abruptly.

“So you won't have to wear a dirty one!” He exclaimed with his signature grin. “And my apology! It should be closer to your size…I think….”

The noodle boy trailed off, staring at your chest for a moment. You followed his gaze and blinked.

“I…eh?”

Instead of blushing like he was caught in the act, MK scratched his chin thoughtfully. He didn't come off as a pervert to you, merely concerned and almost confused.

“Kid. Ya staring too much.”

“Oh.” MK blinked. “Oh, my bad! Sorry, I just didn't know if you'd be comfortable wearing anything too small. If it doesn't fit, do you want mine?”

You knew he meant well, but you did feel slightly offended. You weren't that big, were you?

“Kid.” Pigsy sounded mildly exhausted. It seemed like it wasn't the first time the noodle boy had been a bit too blunt with his words. “I think ya should stop talking.”

“I didn't say anything bad this time!! Did I?!”

You and Pigsy exchanged a mutual stare, shaking your heads at the remark. He gestured towards the customer bathrooms for you to change, but when you returned MK had long since left for his job and typical adventure of the week. As a form of apology, Pigsy gave you a free bowl of noodles and invited you to return at any point for your cleaned shirt, which he insisted you leave behind for MK to wash.

You weren't sure if Macaque was pleased when you explained where you had gotten the noodles, or disappointed. By his tone and appearance, he didn't seem offended. If anything he seemed quite satisfied with your remark while you split your noodles with him, and he remarked, strangely, “That MK's a good kid. You can befriend him if you want.”

You paused mid-swallow, unsure of what to say. Macaque chuckled at your expression and patted your head.

“It's fine,” he said with a grin. “Just ‘cause I hate his mentor, doesn't mean I'll stop you from having friends of your own.” He stole a piece of meat from you. “Just as long as you don't pull a bitch move and abandon your mentor. I'd feel so heartbroken, y'know?”

There was something about his tone, that brief sarcastic comment paired with his saccharine smile that made you flinch. Still, you nodded, assuring him that you'd never abandon him.

It's not like you had anyone else anyway.

An unlikely friendship formed between you and the hero.

You returned to the noodle shop once your training with Macaque was completed, hoping to return Mei's shirt and retrieve your original one. Pigsy greeted you at the door, offering you to take a seat while MK returned from another one of his monster of the week adventures. Pigsy wasn't so bad, though you were surprised to see Tang absent. Then again, maybe the scholar was just busy―he didn't appear in every episode after all.

“Oh, Piggy! Tangy is dea―” Mei was the first to barge into the noodle shop, her eyes wide. Seeing her up close and in person, you were practically shocked at how pretty she was. You thought the Mei fans had been exaggerating, but no. The dragon girl was just as pretty if not more, and when she flashed you a grin you swore you might be a little bit queer. “Whoa! Cute girl!”

“Mei, what the hell?” You still couldn't get used to them swearing. Pigsy threw a spoon at the dragon girl, which she managed to duck. Unfortunately, the person behind her, MK, was the victim of the spoon, and he collapsed with a cry. “Just ignore her, she's always weird.”

You smiled, nodding while Mei protested against the comment. She took a seat on the stool next to you, offering her hand.

“Oh! You're the girl MK was telling me about!” Mei exclaimed as you introduced yourself. You were surprised MK would even bother speaking about you, who was pretty much an NPC at this point, but at the same time, being noticed by the protagonist was a pleasant feeling, wasn't it? “Did my shirt fit you or was your boobies to big?”

You heard MK choke at the remark, and when you glanced at him he looked ashamed.

“I didn't say that,” he quickly defended, throwing himself at Mei to stop her from sharing any more embarassing comments. “I-I just said that the shirt was too small!! I swear!! I didn't mean anything like that!!”

You smiled awkwardly. “It's fine. I'm sure it was an accident.”

The dragon girl merely sighed. You didn't miss the look she flashed at her friend, and as if they had some sort of telepathic ability, MK returned her look with his own. You were in awe at their silence conversation, and you had no problem merely observing them like animals in a zoo.

Ah, wait…there are animals here…oops.

“Sure. Accident.” Mei scoffed under her breath, turning her attention back to you. “Soooo~ cute gal. Did I tell you how cute you were?”

Basically. “You mentioned it, yes.”

“Good. ‘Cause you are.” The dragon girl pinched your cheek. The action made you wince, reminiscent of how Macaque tended to be, always pinching your face on occasion, but Mei's hands were gentler and less likely to make you tear up. She released your cheek after a while, arm still slung around your shoulders while she continued on, “(Name), (Name)...huh. You know, I actually don't think I've ever met you either.”

Without thinking, you sighed in relief. For what it was worth, you were still feeling jittery at the idea of being recognized by someone. After all, who's not to say you hadn't just ended up in a random NPC’s body that just happened to resemble you? The universe worked in mysterious ways, and you'd really not want that chance of being recognized. Even if it wouldn't be a major problem plot-wise, you'd rather not have to deal with the nagging feeling you were in someone else's body.

So, hearing one of the most sociable characters in the show admit to never meeting you before made you all the more relieved. If you could clap your hands, you really would at that moment.

MK had taken a seat on the opposite side of you, leaving you trapped between him and his best friend.

It…was a bit odd, you wouldn't lie. There was an empty seat next to Mei, so why choose to sit next to you of all places? Wouldn't it be easier to sit with his friend?

“Oh, yeah. I don't think you mentioned where you're from?” Pigsy had long since left for the kitchen, so you knew that question had been from MK. It was cute that Pigsy had chosen to mention something trivial you said to his kid, but you'd also hate having to be asked and make up a lie on the spot.

You thought for a moment, then nodded. “I didn't think it was important. My family moved here for some business stuff.”

Mei seemed to perk up at that. “Oh, you're a foreigner? That's so cool! Where are you from!?”

“Um….”

“Right. Right.” The dragon girl relaxed, her lips parted in a laugh. She waved off your nervous expression, “Sorry ‘bout that. Didn't mean to pry. But that's pretty cool.”

“It definitely is.” MK grinned next to you. “Traveling around like that sounds fun. How do you like the city so far? Have you seen the cheese tea stalls?”

They're actually called cheese tea stalls!? You sweatdropped, trying to imagine what tea would taste like with actual cheese in it. The combination in your head made you mentally gag, but with a smile on your face you merely nodded. Macaque had taught you well, even if not directly, so you'd consider yourself a pro at masking your feelings.

“Ah.” Was it just you, or did MK sound disappointed at that?

And yet, not only a few seconds later, his expression had brightened once again.

You spent at least three hours at the noodle shop, listening to MK and Mei ask you questions and share the wildest stories.

For some reason, MK always seemed to look for your opinion on something. You put it off as merely him hoping to impress a new friend he's made, as a newly turned hero.

You sat with Macaque once again for dinner.

Almost half a year had passed since you had arrived in this new world. Surprisingly, an unlikely friendship had formed between yourself and the dragon girl and monkey boy duo.

You didn't think something like that would've happened in over a million years. Someone like you, befriending people as fun and kind as Mei and MK? You'd have to either be high or dreaming.

But, you didn't mind it either way. They were fun to be around, and more often than not, they'd invite you on their hangouts. Especially that MK, who was always ready to pull you into an adventure with him.

You had to admit, you've grown quite fond of him over the past few months.

And as for Macaque…

You glanced at the simian. Though you'd like to think you two had grown closer, there was still a barrier that kept you at arms length. At this point, you assumed Wukong's supposed betrayal was still fresh on his mind after all these years, and so even if he was nicer to you, he never once actually attempted to draw you closer.

So disappointing…

You chewed on your chopsticks thoughtfully.

Over time, you've tried not to interfere with the canon plot too much. So, even when that particular episode regarding the key to unlocking the Bone Demon's tomb happened (cough, s1 episode 8), you didn't intervene. You didn't warn MK that he was toying with the very object that would change his life forever, nor did you warn him about the creepy Mayor guy.

Speaking of him…there's something really off-putting about that guy. It's like he knows something I don't. You frowned to yourself, recalling that particular interaction. Though you didn't do much, the Mayor had still been watching you.

“It would be my deepest pleasure to meet little miss once again,” he had said, oddly charming in a particularly creepy way. “So until we next meet, farewell~!”

Agh, whatever. It was canon he was total nutcase anyway, you shouldn't be worried about that.

What you were worried about though, was the episode where Macaque would meet MK. As much as you loved him as your favorite character, you couldn't deny that he had as much of a role to MK's trauma as the other villains did.

And with how fond you were of MK currently, you had to admit; hurting him just to spite Wukong was genuinely too far. When all was said and done, hating your ex best friend was fine, but there was no need to pull innocent people into the crossfire. MK might not have dwelled on it anymore, but the interactions he had with Macaque and later on Azure…it definitely fucked him up, didn't it?

Sigh. Though you knew this had to happen for plot's sake, you really wished it didn't have to happen. You didn't think you could bare to witness this scene upclose and in person, so you wondered if you should take Mei on that offer to leave the city for a few days…

“So, you and that MK boy are close now, hm?” When you raised your head, Macaque caught your gaze and grinned. He was sipping from a can of fizzy drink, something you'd never expect from him of all people, and occasionally would glance at you. He raised a brow, “You turned into a beaver, kid? You're chewing those chopsticks for so long.”

Embarrassed, you pulled the chopsticks out of your mouth. The ends were covered in your spit and bite marks, and you cried in your heart at the damage. How embarassing…

“Um. Yeah. Guess we are now.” You shoveled cold noodles into your mouth again, hiding your embarrassment. Until you choked and had to take a break, coughing and chewing soggy noodles.

Macaque slid a can to you, already opened. You accepted it with a nod, relieved at the sugary taste that freed your clogged throat.

He was speaking again. “I've been thinking. The kid looks like he needs some extra training, you know? I mean, looking at his fighting moves….something tells me that teacher of his hasn't been doing jackshit for him. Just shoved a big staff into his hands and told him to go crazy.”

If you didn't know Macaque's character in season one, you would've thought he was genuinely concerned. Though his words were criticism at Wukong, there was no warmth or genuinity in them, only a type of bluntness intended to hit home.

You stared at your can thoughtfully. Would he ask you to help him manipulate MK? Would you have to lie to him?

“Hey. Have you ever taken a break since you became my apprentice?” Macaque threw his empty can into a wastebasket, yet his gaze was still on you.

You blinked. You hadn't taken a break since you joined this world, and that been well over six months now.

Where was he going with this?

“I think you deserve a break,” he concluded and leaned back against his chair. “Spend a few weeks outside the city. It'd do you some good. I'll arrange some things for you, ‘kay? Maybe even hook you up with one of my pals to continue your training.”

Oh. Macaque hadn't sent you out of the city with good intentions. He'd sent you so you wouldn't be a hindrance to his plans―you liked MK, that much he knew. His six ears could pick up on the way you brightened around the kid, and he was well aware of the signs of affection. You adored him as he did you, but you were too stubborn to admit it.

Sure, there were some things about you that confused him. He couldn't hear anything from your past, as if it were a blank slate. No childhood, no recollection of a time before you came across him. It was if something was purposely stopping him from hearing beyond that first meeting between you both.

But to Macaque, that was fine. A hindrance, but fine. He would work with it.

As long as you weren't there to warn MK, to push him away from Macaque. As long as you weren't there to disrupt the natural flow of fate.

Macaque boredly nudged the fallen hero's face, a malicious smile on his lips. How the mighty had fallen, just a child with a heavy stick. And where was his mentor now?

“You know, it's a shame my student likes you so much,” he said, almost mockingly, and grabbed MK's chin. The little bastard tried to glare, his body weak from the sudden withdrawal of power within him. Good. “You know, she likes you so much. Thinks you're such a cool guy.”

MK's eyes seemed to narrow. His interest was piqued.

Good.

“(Name)...ah yes. She likes you so much, you know? Even told me not to go too hard on you and your fragile heart.” Macaque's smile merely widened. The longer he yapped some nonsense, the more this naive little hero bought into it.

Ah, that would be the death of him. What a foolish child, helplessly ready to believe what words were spoken. That would never do him any good.

Not that Macaque cared. Watching that look of betrayal flash across his face, the fight he had left fading…

Even when Wukong had stepped in, and he had suffered a bitter defeat, Macaque thought it had all been worth it.

You knew something was wrong the moment you returned to the city.

Maybe the plot had gone wrong. Maybe Macaque didn't betray MK because you had been his student? Maybe MK hadn't fallen fool to Macaque's charming words?

….

The city was fine. MK was fine.

When you stopped at the noodle shop, you were wholly surprised to see MK there. Aside from a bandage wrapped around his neck, he was fine. Laughing with his best friend, bothering Pigsy.

He was fine.

“Oh! (Name)!” Mei leaned over the counter, waving at you excitedly. You flinched at the attention, sparing the noodle boy a glance.

The smile he had been wearing fell. He wasn't looking at you with the same gentleness he had just only three weeks ago. Now, he looked wary, and upset.

Your blood felt cold in your veins.

Had Macaque done something?

“Hello? Earth to (Name)?” Mei gently racked her knuckles against your head. “Girl, you okay there? Did that three week vacay turn your brain into jelly?”

You tore your gaze away from MK.

Whatever it was Macaque had done, you needed to fix it.

At least, to explain yourself…

And surely, MK would listen to you…right?

MK's staff felt heavy against your chest. You knew this staff had once been a pillar in the dragon king's palace, but holy shit the show did not put enough emphasis on how heavy this staff was. The baddies that had to face the opposite end either had more plot armor than the protagonist, or fucking balls of steel.

Mind you, this was MK only allowing you to feel a quarter of it's actual weight. You figured he wasn't mad enough to crush you under it, given that he was still holding the staff above you with a conflicted expression.

You hadn't anticipated he would've followed you back to Macaque's dojo, which had long since been abandoned from his defeat. You hadn't anticipated he would've attacked you, if only to test something…

“He was right,” he muttered, caging you against the wall at the back of the building. “You…you're his student?”

Was, you thought, recalling the shadow powers you'd used to escape him. Now though…

“MK, I―”

“No. Don't you even.” You snapped your mouth shut at his remark. His eyes were glazed over, and you swore if he blinked, he would actually cry. As it stood, he merely glared at you, his expression flitting from angry, to upset, to hurt, and repeated the cycle. “You…you fucking lied. You…you were just pretending to be my friend!?”

You stayed silent.

MK laughed in disbelief.

“You won't even try. You…why?” The weight on your chest was lifted. MK's staff disappeared, but he still kept you caged between his arms, his shoulders sagging. “Why do this? Pretend to be my friend? Made me like you―” Your heart broke at the way his voice cracked. “You…you just…you lied. You lied and said I was your friend. Lied and pretended to be my friend, pretended to like me in turn, only for it to be all an act?? Why? What could Macaque have offered for you…to…to do this!?”

You heard him sniffle. “Fuck. You won't even defend yourself. Won't you lie and tell me I'm wrong?”

“But you are.”

MK raised his head.

Oh, you hated this. He looked so heartbroken. The tears had spilled, staining his cheeks. He looked so sad, and you hated this. You hated seeing him cry like this.

“I…never lied to you,” you mumbled, looking at your feet. “I did. Like being your friend. I liked…being with you. I never…I never wanted to hurt you, MK. I swear. I've always liked you. I wanted to be your friend, I liked you.”

But Macaque…

“I didn't know what Macaque was planning.” A lie. “But I never intended to hurt you, MK. You can hate me for what Macaque did, but I never wanted you to get hurt.” At least, not to this extent….

You raised your head to see MK still staring at you. His eyes wide in shock (hopefully not horror), and he looked…confused.

You never really noticed how cute he looked, all confused and lost. You wanted to pinch his cheeks.

So you did. You reached up, and squeezed his cheek between your hands. MK didn't stop you, too surprised, and you took advantage of it―squeezing and smushing, watching how red they became from your actions.

I don't like it when you cry. I really don't. If this is how hurt you are, I'll never do it again. I'll never let you cry again.

MK's hands grabbed your wrists. You stilled, expecting him to be angry, but he only pinned your hands to the wall.

“Prove it.”

“Huh?”

MK pursed his lips. The corners of his eyes were still red from crying, and his gaze had darted from your eyes, and then lower.

“You…you have to prove that you mean it,” he said, finally. “That…that Macaque was lying. You have to prove you're telling the truth.”

MK, aren't you sounding like a child right now?

You paused, but nodded. “I don't mind. But how am I supposed to prove that?”

MK stared at you so hard and for so long, you had to look away with shame. Why did it feel like he was implying something here…?

A hand cupped your boobs. You blinked when MK gave it a light squeeze.

….. ISN'T THIS SHOW RATED FOR KIDS!? WHAT THE FUCK!?

Note to future self: fucking in alleyways are very unhygienic and also just uncomfortable in general.

Other note to future self: you somehow gave Qi fucking Xiaotian a boob kink.

No, you weren't joking. MK had looked at you so pleadingly and helplessly that of course, you had to yield to his request. You liked him, he liked you, and if this meant he would trust you again and mend the bond Macaque had broken, then so be it. You'd fuck in one thousand alleyways if it meant MK would trust you again.

You just really hoped you wouldn't have too, though. Alleyways were weird.

And, you figured not to question this situation.

You ran your hands through MK's hair, sitting atop the tuktuk MK had parked in the same alleyway. Though you itched to pull his bandanna off, you decided not to. If only because when you had tried before, MK had looked at you with heartbroken eyes, and you didn't like seeing him upset.

His hand slid down the front of your pants, pushing your panties to the side. Your body tensed, and you sucked your bottom lip between your teeth when his fingers rubbed against your folds, following the same rhythm as his hand occupied with your breast.

Look. You were a total loser in your old life, okay? And in this one, you never bothered with dating.

So, of course, you're a total fucking virgin. The closest experience you had with anything porn related was fanfiction, and everyone knows fanfiction is never realistic!!

So, of course, you were embarrassed and completely tense, even when MK assured you not to be.

A fucking cartoon character is more experienced than me. A. Fucking. CHILDREN'S SHOW MAIN CHARACTER. HOW DO YOU THINK I FEEL!? You cried in your heart, but flashed MK an awkward smile nonetheless. He grinned at you, before his lips latched onto your nipple he'd been teasing. At the same time, his fingers had found your hole dripping with anticipation, gently pushing a finger inside.

Fanfiction did not prepare you for any of this. You thought you would faint from actually experiencing this the first time….agh…

MK's tongue was wet against your tit. He squeezed and fondled the soft flesh, dragging his tongue against your perked bud with leisure. His other hand gently pumped through your walls, slow, at first, until he added a second finger, and the base of his palm pressed against your clit.

Ugh, this was awkward. You slapped a hand over your mouth, hiding your embarassing fucking noises, and hopefully your own burning expression.

Oh god, what if I get sent back home? The fuck am I gonna tell my parents!? “Hey Mom and Dad, I lost my virginity to a fucking fictional character, no big deal!” Bah!!

Sharp teeth grazed against your tender bud, and the slight burning sensation from MK's fingers inside your cunt gave way to the slightest bit of pleasure, slick easing his movements. You felt yourself squirming against his hand, unsure if you wanted to pull away when his fingers curled against a spot that made you dizzy, or push into him for more.

The noodle boy released your tit with a wet pop, saliva connecting his lips to your breast. If it had been in any other situation, you wouldn't have mind to say it was borderline lewd, but this was real and it involved you, so naturally, you looked away in embarrassment. You heard MK laughing at your reaction, his palm applying pressure to your puffy clit, seeming to find your jolts and muffled whines amusing.

His free hand tugged on your pants, pulling them lower to your ankles. He settled himself lower between your legs, and your panties were pushed higher and his head lower.

You stiffened when his warm breath brushed against your cunt, your fingers still pumping in your hole.

“...hey, wait a sec―” Your hands landed on his head. “Aren't we…I mean you're…we really shouldn't―”

MK pouted, swatting your hand away. “I thought you said you wanted to prove yourself?”

You sneaky little bastard. “Not to this extent!”

“(Name), you're fine.” As if he to prove his point, his tongue swiped leisurely against your folds. You stiffened, feeling your face grow so fucking hot―was that a fucking piercing!? “Don't be scared. Or embarrassed if you're a virgin. I'll take good care of you.”

My brother in Christ you are a fucking lego character I'm more concerned on how either of us has the body part for thi―

MK's lips latched onto your puffy clit, sucking on the tender bundle of nerves. His hand gripped your thighs, holding you close while his fingers quickened and thrusted into your cunt, pressing against the soft spot that left your knees completely weak.

You didn't want to make any noise. You really didn't!

But when MK's tongue flicked your clit, the cold piercing a stark contrast against the warmth, and his mouth worked in rhythm with his fingers…

It wasn't your fault those noises slipped out. You mewled and pushed against him, gasping at the sensation.

You'd question how the fuck MK had a tongue piercing and experience in sex after you were finished.

If you remembered, that was.

MK's fingers suddenly pulled out of you, leaving you clenching around nothing. His tongued dragged languidly against your messy folds before he pulled away, your juices dribbling down his chin. He kept eye contact with you, propping his fingers between his lips to lick them clean…

Wtf…

“Okay! I think that's enough!” MK sat up abruptly and helped pulled off the rest of your clothing. You spluttered, trying to argue because of the very fun fact of you both being in public still, but apparently, the fucking Monkie Kid had no sense of shame or dignity. He simply flipped you onto your stomach, and your hands pulled behind your back and then tied with something…

Wait. “...did you just tie my wrists with your bandanna?”

“Yuh huh.” Gods, how could he sound so innocent after eating you out? “It's hot. I've always imagined tying you up with it, you know?”

You made a face at that. Did I also give him a bondage kink? Oh boy…

MK's chest pressed against yours, placing a chaste kiss to your cheek when he pushed himself inside you, causing you to burrow your face against the seats.

Fuck. I'm losing my fucking virginity to a cartoon character. Oh, isn't that fan-fucking-tastic. And he's fucking big, what the actual fuck. Why is he big? How does he even have a dick?? He's a LEGO.

Oh wait, this doesn't hurt that badly. Fucking fanfiction ass logic.

“(Name)?” You heard MK's voice filled with concern. “Do you want me to move? Or stop? We can stop―”

If your hands weren't tied behind your back, you knew for a fact you would be strangling him. There was no fucking way he got you into this situation only to fucking pussy out because of concern. You might be a virgin but you're no coward.

Probably.

“You can move.” You grumbled against your better judgement. “Just…be gentle.”

“I am gentle.” MK laughed in your ear. His lips pressed into another kiss against your temple, and his hips slowly rocked against yours, allowing you to adjust to the feeling. He pulled back slightly, just enough to snap his hips back in place in a slow thrust.

The first thing you thought was, Wow, this is weird.

Then you also thought, This really doesn't hurt as much as it should…

Maybe you were just weird, but MK huffing and moaning in your ear was…kinda hot, you wouldn't lie. Those whimper edit audios were tame in comparison to the noises he was making right now.

With your hands behind your back and tied, you couldn't do much but squirm in place with each of his thrusts. His hand pushed your head further against the leather seats, bottoming out fully against you. The wet sounds of his cock inside you filled the night air, and you had to muffle your own noises for your own dignity.

MK's pace quickly picked up speed, taking your muffled cried as a sign to keep going. His pelvis smacked against your ass, his cock stretching your walls and hitting angles you weren't even aware of and leaving you to drool against the seats of his tuktuk.

“You…you better promise not to leave me,” you heard MK mumble against you. “You can't leave me, okay? ‘cause you promised―” His cock kissed your cervix, making your toes curl and your pussy clench around him. “And you…you would keep your promises, right?”

You really needed your hands untied. “I do,” you promised, fighting back another moan. “‘promise not to make you cry again, ‘kay? Pinkie promi..mmph!”

MK angled your head back, slamming his lips against yours. His teeth grazed at your lower lip and sucked at your tongue, swallowing your cry when the strange feeling in your stomach snapped, cumming under his cock. His hips continued to snap against yours, each thrust feverish and driving you mad with stimulation.

It wasn't until MK had finally cum, collapsing on top of you on the seat, did he pull away from the kiss, and your brain return to normal.

How sticky…and your arms were beginning to ache from this position. You tried to turn on your side, but MK simply wrapped his arms around you and grumbled under his breath.

“Are you planning on leaving me again?” He asked, and you could practically hear the pout in his voice. How the fuck was he acting like the deflowered maiden here, when the one who just lost their virginity was you!?

“I…no.” You sighed, squirming in his hold. “My hands hurt though, so lemme go.”

“No.”

“....MK…”

“In a minute.”

“MK you came inside.”

“Oh yeah.”

“Fuck you mean oh yeah you tryna knock me up?”

“....”

“Oh my god I gave him a breeding kink too.”

“A what?”

“Nothing.”