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makoodlesarchive · 4 years ago

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oop, back at it again with dragon dick kiri

thank you SO much to @brattyquirks and @shoutogepi for looking over this for me when i was sick of looking at it, and @ramen-rambles for the fun idea!! i appreciate the help so so much !! 🧡

pairing: kirishima x reader x bakugou

word count: 8.3k

warnings: explicit penetrative sex, M/M/F threesome, dildos, dragon dick kiri

this is part of the dragon dick kiri series

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It had started out as a joke, a throwaway comment that you really hadn’t put all that much thought into. You didn’t expect it to grow into anything more, but maybe you should have; it was pretty typical of Bakugou to take an innocent comment and interpret it as a personal challenge, after all.

“I hate my life.” You announce to no one in particular, your voice echoing off of the bathroom tiles.

“Shut the fuck up.” Bakugou snarls. You can’t take the vicious heat in his voice seriously, given your current predicament, so you just opt to ignore it. “Will you just- ow! That hurts, you stupid, shitty-”

“Fuck off, this is not my fault!” You snap back. Your patience is frayed and barely hanging on by a thread, and you feel safe enough snapping back at Bakugou considering you’re confident that he’s in no position to try and kill you if he does happen to take issue with your tone.

“We’re not playing the blame game!” Bakugou snarls, which means that he’s definitely aware that he’s at fault here but doesn’t want to admit it. “All you have to do is-”

“I’m trying!”

“You’re not trying hard enough!”

You swear viciously and get to your feet, clambering out of the bathtub. You nearly slip on the wet tile floor, but just manage to keep your balance.

“Wait,” Bakugou says, and his tone has changed significantly. He sounds a little panicked now, as if he thinks that you’re about to abandon him to his fate, “Where the fuck are you going?”

You decide not to answer him, just because you’re feeling kind of petty, but when you remain quiet he tries to climb out of the bathtub after you. You notice the movement out of the corner of your eye and turn to look at him, scowling. “Will you stay where you are!”

“Where are you going!”

“I’m right here, I’m not leaving!” You go back to peering into the bathroom cabinet, thoroughly irritated by just about everything right now. “This is so stupid.”

“This was your idea.” Bakugou murmurs sulkily. His voice is quiet and resentful, and you’re probably not even supposed to hear it but you do hear it, and you whirl around.

“What?” Your voice comes out louder than you had intended, but you’re angry now. “What the hell is that supposed to mean? You came up with this all by yourself!”

Bakugou’s face is scrunched up in a mixture of pained discomfort and embarrassment, but he still manages to level you with a cuttingly annoyed glare. He opens his mouth to speak, and you ready yourself for whatever no doubt pathetic excuse is about to fall out of his mouth when your bickering is interrupted by a knock on the bathroom door.

“Hey,” Kirishima calls, concerned, “Are you guys okay in there?”

“Everything’s fine!” You yell at the same time as Bakugou practically screeches “Yes, fuck off!”

“Uhhh..” Kirishima remains unconvinced. The floor creaks as he shifts his weight around in front of the door. “What’s going on?”

You can’t blame him for being worried; both you and Bakugou have been locked in the bathroom for nearly twenty minutes. You and Kirishima had been relaxing on the couch while Bakugou showered when the shower had shut off abruptly and Bakugou had started roaring your name. You had gone running instinctively, leaving Kirishima wide-eyed and startled on the couch as you went crashing into the bathroom.

Nothing could have prepared you for the sight of Bakugou leaning over the ceramic edge of the bathtub with his fingers up his ass, red-faced and visibly panicking.

“It’s nothing to worry about, babe,” you call out to Kirishima, finally finding what you had been searching for and banging the cabinet shut. “We’ll be out soon, promise.”

After an excruciatingly long moment, Kirishima decides to take your word for it and retreats. You let out a breath, then turn back to Bakugou. He’s kneeling down, but his back is almost unnaturally straight and his jaw is clenched tight. His discomfort is obvious, but you really can’t bring yourself to feel all that sympathetic towards him - you still can’t believe he had the nerve to try and blame this on you.

You take a deep, fortifying breath, and slide your shoulders back. “Okay,” you say, “Bend over, ass up.”

Bakugou looks at you as though you’d just taken out a gun and threatened to shoot him. “What the fuck?”

“There is literally no other way to fish out the dildo that you lost up your ass, so just do it!” You hiss, your patience officially reaching its limit thanks to a healthy mixture of anger and embarrassment. You would rather be literally anywhere else right now, and you imagine Bakugou feels the same way.

The anger and embarrassment on his face only gets worse when he catches sight of the bottle of lube you’ve managed to fish out of the cabinet. He stays quiet as you climb back into the bathtub and situate yourself behind him and then, miraculously, he bends forward and braces himself on the rim of the bathtub with his ass jutting out towards you without saying a word.

“Okay,” you breathe. Now that his ass is actually being presented to you, you’re at a loss for what to do. “Um.”

“Just get on with it!” Bakugou hisses over his shoulder. The embarrassment is only fueling his anger, and you have a feeling that the only reason you haven’t been murdered so that no one else can ever learn about this is because the dildo lost somewhere up Bakugou’s rectum is hindering his movements.

“Okay!” You kneel down and squint at his ass. Though the shower is off, the tub is still wet and the moisture seeps through the knees of your jeans. You ignore the temporary discomfort as you pet awkwardly at Bakugou’s back to try and calm him down as your other hand slips towards his asshole. “God, this is awkward.”

“You don’t have to fucking point it out.” Bakugou grounds out through gritted teeth. His fists are clenching the edge of the tub so tight that his knuckles strain against the thin skin on his hands.

You uncap the lube and drizzle it all over your fingers. It might be a little overkill, but you’re already so far out of your comfort zone that you figure it’s better to be safe than sorry. The last thing you need is Bakugou snapping your head off because you accidentally hurt his ass. “Remind me why you shouted for me instead of Kirishima?”

Bakugou grumbles a little bit at that, but before he can answer the question you take the plunge and stick your fingers in his ass. It obviously takes him by surprise, because he lunges forward a bit and can’t quite bite back the strangled noise that’s punched out of his throat. “Fuck! Warn a guy before you go sticking your fingers up his ass!”

“You have a whole dildo up there, I doubt my fingers are gonna make that much of a difference.” You say, maybe a bit uncharitably. His asshole is lubed up pretty well, so your fingers slide in with ease, but he is pretty tight. You can totally see how his asshole slurped up the dildo as if it was suction powered. “Hey, you never answered my question.”

“What fucking question? Jesus-!” He jerks away from your fingers a little and bares his teeth at you over his shoulder, “Fucking take it easy!”

You glare at him, but don’t rise to it. “Why did you call for me instead of Kirishima?” It’s hard to keep your questing fingers gentle when you’re searching for something inside an asshole, but you do your best to try and keep Bakugou’s complaints to a minimum.

Bakugou exhales forcefully, the line of his shoulders tense and rigid. “I don’t know,” he says through gritted teeth, “I wasn’t thinking.”

You hum thoughtfully, but then your fingers brush the base of the dildo and you lose your train of thought. “Ah!” It’s difficult to get a grip on it, because of the copious amounts of lube and the awkward shape of the base. Everytime you almost catch a hold of it, you accidentally push it further in. “Fuck! Why the hell didn’t you use a dildo with some kind of flared base?”

“How many fucking dildos do you think I have on hand, huh?” Bakugou says. He’s obviously angry, but it’s a little difficult to take that anger seriously when you have several fingers stuffed in his anus. “This whole thing is your fault, anyway.”

This is roughly the third time he’s said something along those lines, so you remove your hand and sit back on your ankles, squinting at his upturned ass. “Okay, explain.”

Bakugou squirms, clearly antsy now that you’ve stopped trying to help him. “We talked about it last week!”

You just stare, at a loss. “Huh?”

He glares back at you, but when it becomes apparent that you genuinely don’t know what he’s talking about he’s forced to grumble, “When I asked you about Kirishima.”

You think for a long moment, mentally raking through every interaction you’ve had with Bakugou over the course of the week. You don’t remember ever saying anything that could have been construed as- oh. Oh, he’s gotta be joking.

One day last week, after a round of enthusiastically messy sex, you had been limping just a little. Bakugou, being the little shithead he was, laughed and prodded at you the whole way to the kitchen, and you had responded with an eye roll and an irritable “I’d like to see you take his dick, asshole.”

No reasonable person could ever have picked up your offhand remark as an actual challenge, but you weren’t dealing with a reasonable person right now. You go to cover your face with your hand only to remember that it was up Bakugou’s ass only moments previously, and quickly divert it away from your face. “You’ve gotta be kidding.”

Bakugou is flushed from the tip of his ears to his chest, a fetching shade of red. “You said you’d like to see it.”

“Oh, don’t pretend this is about what I want!”

“Well, obviously I want it too, but I wouldn’t be doing this if I thought you didn’t want it!” Bakugou snaps back. The two of you are irritable and embarrassed and your patience is at an all time low, but then Bakugou draws back and shuffles around on his knees so that he can actually see your face. “Do you want it? Fucking tell me if you don’t.”

You stare back at him dumbly, a little mesmerised by the vulnerability in his face. Bakugou has never presented himself as anything other than invincible in your presence, so this little sliver of emotional honestly has you melting a little bit. You glance away and allow yourself a moment to really think about what he’s proposing. You know that what he’s really hoping to do is prove that he can take Kirishima’s ridiculous dick better than you can.

It’s like he’s come to the conclusion that because he has no chance of beating Kirishima in the dick size contest, he has to compete with you for the best ability to take it. Honestly, you’re okay with that -- mainly because you’re pretty secure in the knowledge that he’s gonna lose.

You’d also be lying if you said the idea of getting to watch Kirishima fuck Bakugou didn’t cause you to heat up in between your legs.

“Hm.” You keep your face intentionally blank, watching Bakugou as he visibly fights not to fidget against the discomfort of both waiting for your response and the dildo up his hole. At last, you say, “Yeah. I want to see it.” Bakugou exhales, slow and steady, and nods. You don’t give him much of a chance to relax though. “Now, I need you to bend over properly. Face down, ass up. I need a better angle.”

Predictably, Bakugou doesn’t take that suggestion well, and it takes several more minutes of mingled arguing and coaxing before he finally sinks down into the requested position (though not without throwing a particularly venomous glare over his shoulder at you). You have to fight not to swear at him, because he’s the one that asked you for help here! It’s not as though you’re holding him hostage just so you can fish around in his asshole!

When he’s assumed the position, he buries his face in his arms. “Just get it fucking done.”

When faced with Bakugou on his knees in front of you, face down, ass up, with his back arched, you’re forced to face the rather irritating revelation that his ass is, like, perfect. It’s probably the perkiest damn thing you’ve ever seen in your life. You scowl at it, feeling both resentful and kind of turned on, before finally turning your attention to the task at hand. When you reach down to his asshole again, your fingers slide in with ease thanks to the lube and the fact that he’s already pretty well stretched.

Your fingers aren’t as long or wide as his are, but he still jerks against you as you poke around. His hips hunch forwards and he hisses like an angry cat as your fingers bump the base of the dildo, accidentally sliding it in a little further. “Fucking hell,” you murmur, brow scrunched in a deep frown, “How deep did you manage to get it?”

Bakugou bares his teeth in a grimace. “I ain’t blind, I’ve seen the size of Kirishima’s cock. I’m not stupid enough to go in without stretching myself out.”

“Just stupid enough to lose the dildo up your ass.” You mutter under your breath.

“The fuck did you just say?” Bakugou whips his head around to glare over his shoulder.

“Nothing!” You say hastily, deciding that you’ve probably pushed your luck far enough already. Your fingers jostle the dildo again and Bakugou lurches forward again, an odd pained sound leaving his lips. “Sorry, sorry!”

“Just-!” Bakugou’s voice is strained, and he’s buried his face in his arms again so that you can’t see him. “Fucking take it out!”

“I’m trying.” You grumble, trying not to sound petulant. If it were that easy, then surely he could have done it himself without your assistance! Bakugou grunts again when you finally manage to hook your fingers around the base of the dildo, but you barely notice as you excitedly say, “Hey! I got it!”

Bakugou braces himself, the whole length of his back flexing impressively as you begin to gradually pull the dildo out. It’s slow-going, mainly because you have to keep adjusting your grip so that it doesn’t slip right out of your fingertips, and Bakugou definitely doesn’t appreciate the slow speed. His fists are clenched tight and the flush has spread all down his neck and over his chest. His jaw is rolling constantly, and his eyes are squeezed shut. You actually feel kind of sorry for him, and you try your best to keep your movements as gentle and unobtrusive as possible.

That is, until you bump the dildo a little awkwardly and a downright filthy moan is torn from Bakugou’s throat. You both freeze, but Bakugou tensing up means that you nearly lose your grip on the dildo all over again. “Stop clenching!” You shriek, fingers scrabbling desperately against the hard plastic as you fight to keep a hold of it.

“Fuck you!” He yells back, but it seems like more of a reflexive response than anything else.

You shift backwards to try and get a better angle, and then you notice for the first time that his dick is hanging hard and heavy between his legs. “Bakugou Katsuki,” you say softly, watching as his back goes rigid at both your tone and your use of his full name, “How are you still hard? Are you seriously getting off on this?”

“No!” Bakugou snaps, his voice an octave higher than usual. “Fuck off! As if I’d get off to your grubby little fingers!”

“Grubby?” You sit back on your heels again, irritated. “Well, maybe I should just leave you here to take care of this little problem yourself, then. I don’t know why you called me in if my touch is so gross-”

“No!” Bakugou reaches behind him in an attempt to grab at your thighs to prevent you from moving, despite the fact that you haven’t made any real move to leave. “Just-!”

While he’s distracted, you give one quick tug and pull the entire length of the dildo out all at once. Bakugou’s whole body spasms as he lets out another strangled groan, and you don’t miss the way his dick twitches between his legs. You have to bite your lip to prevent yourself from laughing, because you have a feeling that Bakugou would not take that well. “It’s out!” you say, a little redundantly, and hold up the dildo.

Bakugou is still hunched over, his chest heaving slightly as he regulates his breathing. “Fucking hell.” He mutters without looking up. His hole is still loose and wet from the lube, and you have to look away as you feel yourself heating up with embarrassment.

You clear your throat pointedly, and raise your eyebrows when he finally turns to scowl up at you. “Aren’t you going to say thank you?”

“Hah? No.”

You scowl back at him. “I just did you a favour, dickhead.”

Bakugou totally ignores you as he climbs to his feet, wincing a little at the movement. You follow his lead, grumbling irritably, and when you’re both standing facing each other you’re hit with the realisation for the first time that Bakugou is very naked and still wet from his shower. “Okay then!” You say, probably too loudly. “Well! I’ll leave you to, uh, finish up?”

His dick is still hard, and you feel like it’s pointing accusingly at you. Bakugou is frowning thoughtfully at the dildo that’s still clutched awkwardly in your hands. “I’m still horny.”

“Yeah, I can see that.” You wonder if he’s asking for his dildo back, and then you realise that you don’t want it yourself so you shove it into his chest.

He takes it absent-mindedly, his frown transferring to focus on you. “Are you turned on?”

“What?”

His gaze drops to your legs, and you’re embarrassed to realise that he’s caught your thighs rubbing together. Before you can say anything, he says, “I’m not judging. If you get wet from playing with my ass that’s your own business.”

“You’re such a dickhead.” It’s not really an answer, but you both know that he really doesn’t need one.

His gaze moves to the door, thoughtful, as his tongue darts out to wet his lips. “I’m ready if you are.”

It takes an embarrassingly long moment to catch on to what he means. Your gaze flicks from the door to the dildo. It is, admittedly, fairly large; it’s probably about ten inches long, and decently thick. It’s a small miracle that it ever got lost inside Bakugou’s ass. And yet; Kirishima’s dick is definitely larger.

There’s no way of telling Bakugou this without inadvertently starting an argument, so you let it go. “Yeah. Yeah, okay.”

Bakugou grins, wild and anticipatory, and hops out of the tub. His erection swings heavily between his legs in a motion that’s almost obscene as he swaggers towards the bathroom door and flicks open the lock. When you move to follow him, he sticks his arm out and frowns at the length of your body. “Take your clothes off.”

“Huh?” You glance down at yourself. “Right now? Why can’t I take them off in the bedroom?”

“Because we’re going into this fucking ready, come on.” He tugs impatiently at your shirt.

“Okay, okay.” You slap at his hands before starting to tug your clothes off. It takes a bit of extra effort to get the damp jeans off because they’ve started to cling to your legs. Bakugou’s tugging hands are significantly more hindering than they are helpful, but eventually you’re standing naked with your clothes strewn all around your feet.

It takes effort not to comment on Bakugou’s impatience, and even then the main reason you don’t comment is because now there’s no dildo hindering his ability to murder you. When he yanks open the door, his shoulders are high and tense with anticipation, and he sets off down the hall towards the living room at a speed far too quick to be casual. You scurry after him, having the presence of mind to feel a little embarrassed and self-conscious at your total nudity as you both emerge into the living room. Bakugou, naturally, owns his nudity unrepentantly.

“Oi.” he says sharply, as eloquent as ever.

“You guys finally done? What happened, did Bakugou fall into the toil...et?” Kirishima’s voice trails off and pitches high as he turns his head from the couch, his eyes flying wide when he catches sight of you and Bakugou standing totally nude in the mouth of the hallway. “Uh. Whoa?”

“Let’s go, asshole, we’re ready to fuck.”

“What?” Kirishima looks vaguely as though he’s been hit by a metaphorical truck, but he jumps from the couch despite his obvious confusion. “Now?”

“Obviously, come on!”

Kirishima’s bewildered gaze flickers from Bakugou to you, and the most you can offer him is a companionably confused shrug. “Okay.” He starts to grin, as willing to go with the flow as ever. The front of his sweatpants is already beginning to tent, and you can’t help but chuckle at how easily aroused he is. “Yeah, okay. Great.”

Bakugou turns and marches back down the hall towards Kirishima’s room, securely confident that both you and Kirishima are following behind him. He’s right, obviously, and you can’t help but roll your eyes at his cockiness. Still though; walking behind him like this you get a great view of his ass, and what a great view it is.

When you glance up at Kirishima, you see that he’s already staring at your bare chest. “What the hell happened in the bathroom?” He asks quietly. He’s still grinning, his arousal obviously unaffected by his confusion.

“I’ll tell you later.” You promise. You know you’re only adding to his bewilderment, but you really don’t think you can succinctly explain the situation in the time it takes to get from the living room to the bedroom.

As always, Kirishima just takes the whole thing in his stride. “Okay.” He agrees with a ridiculous amount of cheer, then claps and rubs his hands together like a cheesy movie villain. “Let’s get going!”

When you enter Kirishima’s room, Bakugou is already spread out on the bed; his cock is laying hard and proud against the gloriously defined contours of his stomach, and his bicep bulges as he cushions his head with one arm. He looks positively pornographic, and you falter for a moment. The act of simply looking at him seems indecent.

Kirishima, naturally, just bounds right up and leaps onto the bed. “Lookin’ good, bro!”

“How many times do I have to tell you to not call me that when we’re about to-” Bakugou begins furiously, but the rest of his complaint is lost as Kirishima practically tackles him into the mattress. You have to admit, as you watch the two of them grapple like children on the bed, you’re begrudgingly impressed by Bakugou’s unflagging hard on; he must be really excited for what’s to come. You suppose you can’t blame him, really. Considering the slimy feeling between your thighs, you know that you’re just as excited. After a moment, Bakugou successfully shoves him off. “Idiot,” he says, completely lacking any sort of heat, “Are we doing this or what?”

“You’re so impatient br- uh, dude.”

“Dude is not an improvement, you fucking-”

Kirishima ignores the beginning of Bakugou’s rant and turns to you, making ridiculous grabby motions. “Get over here, gorgeous!”

A slow, coy grin begins to spread over your face as you look slowly between Kirishima and Bakugou. They both seem to puff up just a little under your gaze; Kirishima squares his shoulders and grins unrepentantly at you, a very obvious wet patch beginning to form under the conspicuous bulge in his sweatpants, while Bakugou’s stomach flexes as he acts as though he had forgotten that you were there. You hum, stepping forward but stopping just out of arm's reach. “Not yet.” You decide, tilting your head to meet Bakugou’s gaze head on.

He grins, wide and challenging. His eyes are dark and excited, but he doesn’t speak up to clue Kirishima in on what he’s planning just yet. Kirishima, meanwhile, is pouting. “Aw, why are you teasing? Can’t you see we’re eager to go?”

“I can see that,” you admit, because honestly if you had somehow managed to miss the blindingly obvious evidence of their arousal there would have to be something seriously wrong with you. “But we’re going to try something different tonight.”

“Take these off.” Bakugou finally says, reaching out and snapping at the waistband of Kirishima’s sweatpants.

Kirishima jumps, startled, as the elastic smacks into the skin of his lower stomach. “What?” he says a little dumbly, looking from you to Bakugou. Even though he’s a little slow on the uptake, he begins wriggling out of his sweatpants until he’s left in his special supportive jockstrap. The jock is already pretty wet with precum, and even though it’s been specifically designed with large and unusual penises in mind, it’s having trouble containing his straining erection.

Bakugou gazes at the overworked fabric, his gaze intense and unwavering. “That, too.”

“Okay.” Kirishima agrees, breathless. He seems to have come to the conclusion that it’s best to put aside his confusion for the time being and simply go with the flow, which is probably the best for the time being. When Bakugou decides that he wants something, you just have to go with it; to do otherwise would be like trying to fight a force of nature. Apparently anything longer than instantly is too long for Bakugou, and he lunges forward to help Kirishima take off the jock. Bakugou’s idea of helping seems more along the lines of ‘tearing it off’, but Kirishima seems to find the urgency flattering.

Once Kirishima is appropriately naked, Bakugou sits back and just looks at him. You understand that particular reaction all too well -- it’s easy to look at Kirishima’s dick and think that it’s super hot (because in all honesty it is) but it’s another thing when you’re looking at it when you know that it’s going to be inside of you imminently. Kirishima’s cock has a rather unique way of inspiring a fight or flight instinct in even the bravest of men, and you’re rather gratified by the fact that even Bakugou Katsuki isn’t immune to that little frisson of unease and self-doubt.

“Uh oh, second thoughts?” You ask, teasing softly. You know he’s not really second guessing himself, you know that he’ll push through every single one of his own personal hesitations just to prove a point, but you can also see that he doesn’t know how to actually go about initiating what he wants.

Predictably, he shoots you a scathing look. “Hardly, dumbass.” He says, but still makes no move to do or say anything else. Kirishima sits in front of him, also unmoving, looking innocently perplexed other than the enormous hard on eagerly leaking onto his lower belly.

Idiots, you think, impossibly fond of them both. “Eijirou,” you begin softly. Both of them look to you, and you don’t miss the poorly concealed look of relief in Bakugou’s eyes when you take control of the talking part. “You’re going to fuck Katsuki tonight.”

Bakugou makes a soft noise as Kirishima’s eyes shoot wide, though you don’t know if it’s because you’ve finally spoken his desire into existence or if it’s because you used his first name. Either way, it has his hand reaching between his legs to tug at the hard, unwavering length of his erection. Meanwhile, Kirishima looks utterly thunderstruck. His mouth hangs open, his jaw slack, as he slowly turns his head to look at his best friend. “What?” He says stupidly, his thought process clearly struggling to keep up. He always seems to be slower to catch onto things when he’s horny, and you wonder if it’s because of all the blood being diverted away from his brain to fill out his ridiculously enormous dick.

It’s usually pretty endearing, but you can see the way that Bakugou begins to shift a little nervously the longer it takes for Kirishima to properly react. “Yes or no?” You say quickly, before Bakugou’s antsiness gets the chance to manifest into outright impatience or embarrassment.

“Yes!” Kirishima says quickly, but then his gaze darts down to his own hard on and back to Bakugou. “But- I mean. Can you- are you sure that you’re able to- I mean-”

It’s pretty funny watching him flounder to ask Bakugou if he’s sure he’s physically capable of taking him without saying something that Bakugou may take offence to, especially as Bakugou’s eyes begin to narrow. “What?”

“He’s already ready for you.” You decide to pipe up. Bakugou whips around to glare at you for offering that particular bit of information up, but you ignore it because it’s not as if Kirishima wasn’t about to find out as soon as he reached around to touch him, anyway.

“Really?” Kirishima asks, quietly awed.

“Yeah, I’m not dumb.” Bakugou says with a quick wave of his hand. “And I’m also not a total masochist.”

“Okay.” Kirishima says. His face is slowly starting to light up as he finally seems to come to terms with the fact that this is actually happening. “Wow. Okay, wow.”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever! Let’s go.” Bakugou snaps, his cheeks stained a pretty pink colour. “Stop fucking saying wow.”

You laugh, giddy excitement beginning to bubble up in your chest. You move to lean against the wall so you can watch from a fairly unobtrusive vantage point as Bakugou turns around so that his ass and back are facing Kirishima. They’re both excited for this, that much is obvious, but you still can’t quite shake off the belief that Bakugou has bitten off a little more than he can chew in this particular situation. Oh, well. Bakugou is the kind of person who learns by doing, you suppose.

Bakugou drops forward onto all fours, his back lightly arched and his face set and determined. If it weren’t for the fact that he was naked and hard as hell, you might think from his expression that he was about to beat down a particularly heinous criminal. Kirishima shuffles forward until he’s pressed flush against the back of his thighs, still looking vaguely as though he expects Bakugou to turn around and tell him that the entire situation was an elaborate prank. “You’re sure?” Kirishima says, his hand landing lightly on the outside of Bakugou’s hip and sliding gently up over his ribs.

“Obviously.” Bakugou drawls. Impressively, he seems to have wiped any trace of nerves cleanly out of his system. He looks like he always does when he’s about to face a challenge that he expects to crush; cocky, confident, and utterly single-minded. That particular look of sheer determination falters slightly as his gaze darts over to you, where you’re slouching against the wall watching. “The fuck are you all the way over there for?”

You raise your eyebrows. It hadn’t quite occurred to you that they might want you to take an active role in this, but Bakugou is frowning at you as though you’re a total idiot and Kirishima is making those silly little grabbing motions towards you again, his grin blinding. “Well, where do you want me to be?”

Bakugou narrows his eyes, chewing thoughtfully on the inside of his cheek. “Under me.” It’s phrased as an order but his voice ends in an almost imperceptible uptick, so it comes out sounding uncharacteristically unsure.

You hum as you climb up on the bed and slip underneath him, so that his arms are braced either side of your head and his knees are positioned in between your spread legs. You grin up at him, but he looks away with a little huff -- within seconds Kirishima’s head appears over his shoulder, and he offers you a grin so wide that you can see just about every single one of his sharp, shiny white teeth. You laugh at his goofy face, and feel hot liquid excitement settle in your belly and begin to simmer there as the reality of the situation begins to dawn on you. Bakugou’s hard on brushes against your navel as he shifts, leaving a little trail of precum on your skin. You’re startled to find yourself marveling at how little precum he produces; it’s kind of startling how quickly you’ve become used to Kirishima’s little sexual quirks as normal.

“Get on with it, shitty hair.” Bakugou snaps, the old nickname falling out of his mouth almost unconsciously. Kirishima’s hair is ungelled today, hanging loose over his brow and around his ears, although neither of you care to point this fact out. “Do you need me to draw you a map?”

Kirishima rolls his eyes. “Damn, man. Cool it with the attitude.”

You have no doubt that Bakugou is ready to snap back with another comment, but before he gets the chance to Kirishima’s large palms plant themselves down on Bakugou’s incongruously tiny waist as he ruts his hips experimentally against Bakugou’s ass. From your new and very comfortable vantage point, you get to see the look of realisation begin to sneak across Bakugou’s face; there is, after all, a pretty significant difference between deciding that you’re going to fuck Kirishima and actually feeling his cock press against you. The creeping cognizance of exactly how big Kirishima is can be nothing short of alarming, and nothing drives home that realisation faster than feeling the tip of his dick pressing against you.

If anything though, Bakugou’s initial moment of anxiety just seems to turn into more arousal. “Fuck.” He breathes quietly, his voice gone a little choked.

“How’s it feel?” You ask, half-teasing. You reach up and pet reassuringly at his shoulders and the side of his neck, feeling the solid muscle shift beneath your palm.

“Big.” It’s more of a groan than anything else, his scarlet eyes going a little glassy.

Behind him, Kirishima rumbles a low, genuinely amused chuckle. “I thought we already covered that.”

“Shut up. Just put it in.” Bakugou cranes his head over his shoulder, reaching to try and maneuver Kirishima himself. “Come on. I’m horny as hell, and I’m not gonna break. Stop fucking treating me like I’m [Y/N].”

You stiffen at that, and narrow your eyes. “I haven’t broken yet, asshole.”

“Whatever.” Bakugou rolls his head around to meet your scowl with a cocky smirk, “I’m gonna take it without whining like a bitch.”

Your irritated expression melts into a slow, anticipatory smile. “You’re gonna eat your words, Katsuki.” you croon up at him as Kirishima hooks his chin over his shoulder, biting his lip to stifle his own smile, “You’re gonna choke on them.”

Whatever Bakugou was planning on saying in return is interrupted by Kirishima dipping both thumbs into his ass and marvelling at the stretch. “Wow, you really did get yourself ready.” He says, and Bakugou exhales heavily as Kirishima grinds into him again. “Can I…?”

“Yes, just do it!” Bakugou unsuccessfully tries to shove his own hips back, his impatience written clear across his face.

Kirishima meets your gaze over Bakugou’s shoulder, his eyes wide and excited. ‘What the fuck!’ he mouths silently, still grinning. You smile back at him, trying hard not to laugh because Bakugou is also looking down at you. Being beneath the two of them is intimidating because they are both extremely large men, but also because they’re both staring at you and the weight of their combined gazes is really intense.

You can’t see what’s happening, but you know when Kirishima begins to press into Bakugou because both of their faces contort; Kirishima’s mouth drops open and his forehead crinkles, a ragged little moan escaping him, and Bakugou’s eyes shoot wide as he inhales sharply through his nose and apparently forgets to breathe out. “Oh god, oh fuck,” Kirishima whimpers, his head dropping down onto Bakugou’s shoulder. He’s trying to hold back to give Bakugou time to adjust, that much is obvious, but he seems a little more impatient than he usually is with you. While he’s being slow, his hips keep rutting forward in little aborted motions that lack the level of consideration that he usually takes with you -- but then again, Bakugou had insisted that he was able to take it.

You wonder if he’s beginning to second-guess himself; his jaw hangs slack and his eyes are wide and a little out of focus, his back beginning to hunch slightly as Kirishima presses forward. “Oh,” he grunts. His hands flex and fist into the sheets by your head, and he breathes hard through his nose. “Shit.”

Kirishima stills, though it’s clear that it takes a huge amount of effort. “Are you-” he pauses just short of asking Bakugou if he’s alright, and instead says, “Can I put in the rest?”

“The rest?” Bakugou says quickly, his voice several octaves higher than usual. “It’s not in yet?”

You start to laugh, and not even the murderous glare that Bakugou shoots your way can dampen your amusement. “Oh no, are you having trouble with just the tip?”

“I will kick your ass, dickhead. He’s entering somewhere that’s usually an exit, let him take it slow!” Bakugou plants his palm over your face and shoves you away so that you’re not looking directly at him before saying, “Whatever, put the rest in!”

Kirishima pays him no mind, instead peering at you over Bakugou’s shoulder. “I want you to feel good too.” He tells you, even though you can see the tension in his face and neck from forcing himself to stay still when every nerve in his body screamed at him to move. “Can Bakugou make you feel good?”

“I don’t know, can he?” You ask coyly, casting an eye down the length of Bakugou’s rigid body hovering above you; you doubt that Bakugou will have the presence of mind to pleasure you when Kirishima’s entire length is fucking inside of him.

As expected, Bakugou’s nostrils flare. “Don’t ask stupid fucking questions.” he snaps, one hand already slipping between your legs to tease at your clit. He blinks in surprise when his fingers slip along your slit. “Huh. You’re drenched.”

Your face heats up in embarrassment, but Kirishima’s face lights up with a wicked smile. “Is she?” he asks. His hand winds around the front of Bakugou’s hips, and you think for a moment that he’s going to touch you too. But then it’s Bakugou who stiffens with a bitten-back moan as Kirishima wraps a hand around his neglected hard-on and guides the tip of it to rub against your slick, eager pussy. Both you and Bakugou go still, surprised, as Kirishima quietly asks, “Is this okay?”

“Yes.” The word comes out on a moan as your head drops back to the sheets. You shift your hips and feel the tip of Bakugou’s cock slide just barely inside you. “Please!”

Bakugou swears, loud and vicious, as his hand comes to clamp down on your hip to keep you from fucking yourself onto him. “Fuck! Don’t do that, I’ll come-” he begins, but Kirishima chooses that moment to buck the rest of his own cock into Bakugou’s ass. The sudden harshness of the movement starts a chain reaction as Bakugou’s entire body is jolted forward, inadvertently pressing his own dick all the way inside you. He makes a sound like a wounded animal, his breathing ragged and heavy as his clutches at your hip. “Oh-! Shit, fuck, you absolute motherfucker-!”

Kirishima laughs breathlessly, his forehead dropping down to rest against Bakugou’s shoulder. “Taking too long.” he says, his words coming out syrupy and almost slurred. “God, feels so good…”

You can’t stop yourself from squirming a little, trying to get Bakugou’s dick just a little bit deeper; you had gotten used to the obscenely large size of Kirishima’s dick, and while Bakugou’s dick felt good, it wasn’t enough. Your squirming doesn’t get you very far though, because Bakugou’s grip on you tightens until he’s holding you firmly in place. “Stay still,” he grounds out, his voice ragged. His shoulders are hiked up around his ears as he breathes, and you wonder if it’s from pain or if he’s just so close to cumming right now that every touch straddles the line of too much. He swears again, and his head drops down onto your shoulder. “Feels like I’m gonna split in two.” He murmurs, voice tight.

“Poor baby,” you say, running a hand up along his shoulder blades. With his face buried into the crook of your neck like this, he’s unintentionally given you a perfect view of his arched back and raised ass. Like this, you can just about see where Kirishima is buried inside of him, the only part of his cock visible being the swollen, squishy area at the base. “If it’s too much, tell us, Katsuki.”

“S’not too much,” he mumbles into your neck, all the usual sharpness leached from his voice. “I can do it. It’s just… a lot. And you’re really fuckin’ soft inside, which isn’t fucking helping.” As if to emphasise his point he rocks his hips forward into you and then makes a weird little warbling sound into your ear.

Kirishima leans up and drapes himself along the length of Bakugou’s back, sending a wobbly grin your way. “I can’t- I have to-” His hips twitch, building into slow, rolling thrusts. “Bakugou- I need- Can I, Katsuki-?”

“Yeah.” Bakugou pants into your neck, the condensation of his breath gathering wetly against the flesh of your throat. “Yeah, fuck me.”

That’s all the permission Kirishima needs -- he lets out an excited little whimper before pulling out and shoving himself back inside all out once. The movement sends a jolt up Bakugou’s spine, and he sucks in a sharp breath but doesn’t move his face from your throat. Kirishima begins a rough, quick pace, his muscled thighs flexing as he drives into Bakugou again and again. Every thrust seems to drive the breath out of Bakugou’s lungs, and he wriggles his arms under your shoulders and clutches you to him as the force of Kirishima’s fucking sends his whole body rocking into yours.

“So big, shit!” Bakugou manages to gasp out, finally regaining the presence of mind to breathe properly.

“Yeah?” Kirishima whimpers, looking proud. “You look so good like this, man, you feel so nice wrapped around me. Does it feel good?”

“Uh huh.” Bakugou dips his head so that his face is buried in your tits, his ass raised even higher. “Fuck!”

Everytime Kirishima fucks into Bakugou he pushes Bakugou’s hips sharply into yours, until all three of you are essentially fucking each other in a daisy chain reaction. You writhe beneath Bakugou, squirming and working your hips back and forth along the length of Bakugou’s dick as he fucks you to the same rhythm that he’s being fucked to himself. “Harder.” You beg, hiking your legs up over Bakugou’s hips and squeezing tight as you’re both rocked by Kirishima.

Bakugou makes a muffled noise that is possibly encouragement. His hips oscillate wildly between thrusting back to meet Kirishima’s snapping pelvis and forward into your own wet heat, like he can’t decide between the two. There’s something impossibly intoxicating about being able to watch Kirishima positively ploughing into Bakugou’s ass, hunched over his back and clutching his waist and panting from the exertion, and simultaneously being able to feel how hard and fast he’s fucking him. You know you’re clenching up from the way Bakugou moans brokenly into your tits; your chest feels suspiciously wet, and you have a feeling that he’s actually being fucked so good that he’s drooling on you.

Despite the fact that Kirishima is jackrabbiting his hips into Bakugou so hard that Bakugou’s whole body is bouncing with the speed and force of it, Bakugou’s hips grind into yours at a slightly slower pace: his cock rubs insistently along every inch of the inside of your pussy every time a thrust knocks him forward again, grinding unrelentingly deep. Kirishima is visibly starting to fall into that mindlessly horny haze that means he’s getting close to cumming, but he still has the presence of mind to reach down and intertwine one of his hands with yours, the other gripping Bakugou’s hip as he guides him back and forth on his cock.

Neither of them are going to last long; it’s obvious from Kirishima’s desperate open-mouthed panting and the way he hunches over as his thrusting starts to turn messy, and it’s obvious from Bakugou’s raggedy breathing and his equally messy attempts to fuck further into you as he messily sucks at one of your tits.

What you’re not expecting, however, is how quickly your own orgasm is creeping up on you. This particular position isn’t super conducive to your own pleasure, but being fucked like this while having such strong visual stimulation is nice -- the pleasure isn’t bright or burning or all-consuming, but it’s building, and rapidly. Kirishima turning Bakugou into a gasping, sweaty mess on top of you is apparently a massive turn-on for you, which comes as a mild (but very pleasant) surprise, and you can’t stop yourself from jamming a hand down the middle of you and Bakugou so you can rub frantically at your clit.

The heat and weight of Bakugou plastered to your front is blistering, and every time Kirishima whines and fucks him forward into you it sends little jolts of pleasure shooting through you. Bakugou moans into your breastbone, and it sounds like he’s choking, as if he’s being fucked so thoroughly that his body has forgotten basic functions like how to breathe, and you find it so ridiculously hot that you let out an answering moan.

To your honest surprise, you cum first. Your orgasm rips through you with an intensity that leaves you genuinely startled, your body convulsing and arching as your mouth drops open soundlessly. “Oh!” is all you manage to gasp out, your hand clenching tight around Kirishima’s.

“Yes, baby!” Kirishima pants, his face bright and excited and extremely aroused, as delighted as ever at the chance to watch you lose yourself. “Oh- shit, I’m gonna- I’m close-!”

Bakugou’s head snaps up from your chest all of a sudden, his eyes blowing wide. “Is it getting bigger? Fuck, is it getting bigger?”

The extra inch Kirishima’s cock tends to grow when he comes is a sign that he’s just about to spill, though you could have guessed that from the way that his eyes have gone unfocused as the motion of his hips stutter and falter. You realise that this is Bakugou’s first time experiencing it, since he’s only ever seen Kirishima come when he’s buried inside of you.

Kirishima, meanwhile, is babbling away about how good he feels, about how good you and Bakugou feel and how good you two look. He lets out a high-pitched keening sound and then his whole body locks up as he strains against his orgasm, his hips spasming wildly. Bakugou makes a muffled sound into the sweaty, drool-slick skin of your chest, as he comes inside of you in turn, apparently driven over the edge by the combined sensation of Kirishima’s engorging cock and the veritable buckets of cum being emptied inside of him. You can feel the sticky, gooey slickness of Kirishima’s cum dripping onto your skin and the bedsheets. As always, it makes a mess, but the three of you are slumped boneless against each other, with no energy left to spare to so much as move a muscle, never mind to clean up.

Finally, after an indeterminable amount of time, Bakugou reaches around to shove Kirishima off of him with a groan. A visible wince passes over his face as Kirishima pulls out, accompanied by a veritable gush of cum as it spills out onto the bedsheets. “Shit. goddamn, that is so much fucking cum.” Bakugou mumbles, slumping over into the sheets and twisting away from the mess.

Kirishima worms his way over between the two of you so he can cuddle you both at once, his expression joyfully blissed out and lacking any sort of embarrassment. “I love you guys.” He says, nuzzling at the side of your sweaty face and patting affectionately at Bakugou’s shoulder.

You know from experience that the aftermath of taking Kirishima for the first time is uncomfortable at the least. You only have barely a moment to feel sympathy for Bakugou and his asshole before he looks down and grins hazily at you. “Told you I could take it.”

Your sympathy practically vanishes on the spot. “The only reason you could take it that good is because I practically fisted you beforehand.” You point out, totally irritated by the fact that he’s chosen to apparently forget about all your hard work.

Kirishima’s gaze jumps between the two of you, exhausted and bewildered. “What the hell happened while you were in the bathroom?” He asks, his curiosity finally getting the better of him. His gaze travels lazily over the cum staining all three of you, and obviously thinks of the way you two had arrived naked into the sitting room together to practically corner him. “Actually,” he amends, stretching his arms over his head. His dick is rapidly softening, though it doesn’t look any less intimidating; you catch Bakugou staring at it, his expression visibly awed as he clearly marvels at how it had ever fit inside of him. “I don’t think I want to know. You two are so weird.”

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hellzyeahthewebwieldingavenger · 5 years ago

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Do you mean the characterization where the character relived all of Peter Parker’s memories at the end of ASM #700 and was trying his best (from his point of view) to be a hero and NOT a villain? It’s almost like an important, life changing/character-changing moment like that happened in between those two scenes. But go figure. :-D

@danslott-blog

I’m writing this because I wouldn’t have space in the original post. This is to be considered a direct reply to the above poster.

You know, I can’t be 100% certain if you are the real Dan Slott or a sycophantic fan of his. Your blog page…

…leads me to believe you are in fact the real Dan Slott.

Thing is I saw this comment last night but I didn’t check out your blog until this morning. Nevertheless, last night my first instinct was to presume you to be the real Dan Slott.

The fact that my mind immediately jumped to that possibility, the fact that I can’t rule it out and the further supportive evidence of your blog, speaks volumes.

It speaks volumes about the person Dan Slott whether or not you are the genuine article or not. Because your actions so thoroughly fall in line with his behaviour.

And it is damning. As are your words. Let’s unpack them.*

So, did I mean Otto’s characterization? That’s what you were getting at. That my original post was in reference to Otto’s characterization between ASM #700 and Superior #2?

No.

I did not.

At all.

I was referring to Mary Jane’s characterization. I elaborate upon the topic in this post.

Tl:dr: MJ was eager to sleep with ‘Peter’ in the former issue but not in the latter.

That should have been utterly obvious to anyone observing the post because I was presenting events from 2 issues and saying they didn’t line up. Obviously the purpose was for the readers of my post to play spot the difference.

The similarities were Otto’s desire to have sex with Mary Jane. The difference was with MJ.

As of this writing, twelve other people grasped that obvious intent Dan.

Why on Earth do they have superior reading comprehension skills than a professional writer for the largest comic book company in America? Surely that should be a basic requirement of the job?

Not that I’m surprised. It is exemplary of the vast majority of your pathetic, reductive and damaging work on this franchise.

But let’s dive deeper.

You claim that Otto reliving Peter’s memories in ASM #700 (after the scene in the OP) changed him hence he was different in Superior #2.

But he’s not.

In ASM #700 he tried to exploit Mary Jane’s misconception that he was Peter Parker (and her pre-existing feelings for him) to have sex with her.

In Superior #2 he was still trying to exploit Mary Jane’s misconception that he was Peter Parker (and her pre-existing feelings for him) to have sex with her.

So he hasn’t changed. At all.

But for the sake of argument, let’s pretend you are right. In Superior #2 (because he relieved Peter’s memories) he was trying to be a better person from his point of view.

So you are saying from his point of view raping Mary Jane by deception constituted trying to be a hero and not a villain?**

If Otto experienced Peter’s memories then that would logically entail his upbringing and morality. Meaning Otto would in fact know that what he’s trying to do with MJ is unethical. Or he’d appreciate that he’s not the real Peter Parker and it’d be a disservice to the real man who’s legacy he’s trying to uphold to sleep with the woman he loves. Or he’d know who MJ was and appreciate she deserved better than to be deceived.

But no. He was horny and was going to satisfy himself no matter what. Hence later in the issue after he experiences Peter’s memories of ‘being’ with MJ he says he’s ready to move on and starts eyeing up other women, including Sajani.

Furthermore, even without Peter’s memories Otto would never have attempted to sleep with Mary Jane for two big reasons.

The first is that she is frankly not his type.

Prior to Superior, the women Otto held affections for (romantically or otherwise) were either scientifically gifted (Mary-Alice, Carolyn), admirers of his brilliance (Stunner, Carolyn, Mary-Alice) or unconditionally kind towards him (Aunt May).

You know…kind of like his own mother was!

MJ is not scientifically gifted. MJ did not admire Otto’s genius. As far as he knew she didn’t even admire Peter’s genius and even the times she has canonically it has been in a different way to the ladies in Otto’s life. MJ was never singing Peter’s praises for being so clever for inventing this or that, she was never borderline fangirling over his intellect. She also wasn’t unconditionally kind like Aunt May was, her kindness manifested in a starkly different way. She wasn’t taking Otto, Peter or a stranger home for a cup of tea or a nice meal.

Since Otto wanted to sleep with her before he was exposed to all of Peter’s memories, the only rationale reason for his interest was the superficial. She was an attractive young woman and Otto wanted her body.

Which would be weird right because I seem to recall you and your buddy Christos Gage saying Otto didn’t care about looks in his romantic partners?

This brings me to my second reason.

Otto is evil but he’s not Purple Man/Doctor Light levels of evil. He wouldn’t do something as debase as that, he’d view it as beneath him. In his own warped way he holds a certain respect for women. Hence he genuinely cared for Aunt May, Stunner, Carolyn Trainer, Mary-Alice and of course his mother.

But let’s say I’m wrong. Let’s say Superior #2 was covering totally virgin territory for the character that had never been touched upon before. As in there had never been a word written about Otto’s love life, attitudes to women, attitudes to sex, etc.

That being the case, you established as hard canon that Doctor Octopus, the villain of the pg-13 movie Spider-Man 2, antagonist in dozens of Spider-Man cartoons for children and video games for kids and teens, is an attempted rapist!

As in if MJ hadn’t turned him down all those times his attempts would’ve been successful and he’d just be an actual rapist.

You took a beloved, fun character (who was unique for having a somewhat humanitarian side to himself) and made him utterly irredeemable. You had him attempt an act of evil that the readers know (within the context of the genre conventions) is one of the, if not the actual, worst things a villain can do.

Good job buddy.

Oh, and needless to say, you totally and utterly failed to take Mary Jane’s point of view into account; as you did in response to my OP.

You never considered how you were using the main female character of the franchise who is beloved within the fandom and generating cheap, gratuitous tension by threatening to rape her.

In conclusion Dan Slott, you were never ever qualified for the job as Spider-Man’s lead writer. You never ever deserved the role because of how you lied and cheated your way into Marvel, disrespected the works of your predecessors and disrespected the characters you were in charge of.

You had good ideas half the time but your writing craftsmanship skills on the title were woefully lacking hence you could only competently execute them 1/8th of the time. When combined with the raw damage you wrought to the characters and narrative you are without question the single worst on-going writer of Spider-Man in history.

I’m sure you are pleased with that record considering it was blatantly obvious you were far more invested in cultivating an eventual legacy for your self on the character than you were actually serving the characters and organically developing them.

Author of ASM #600, 700 and 800

The only Spider-Man writer to have written 3 centennial issues in a row.

The guy who has written 1 in 5 issues of Amazing Spider-Man.

Oh, and also the worst on-going writer of Spider-Man in history.

Wow.

What an achievement.

Now, why don’t you stop searching for your own name or works online and do something more practical with your time.

Like learning how to write.

*Oh and btw, I’m writing this presuming you are the real Dan Slott.

Also I’m going to try my best not to swear but that is where my politeness ends. This isn’t CBR Dan, Mister Mets (nor any other moderator) is around to censor or ban anyone to protect you.

**And yes, having sex with MJ when she didn’t know he was really Doc Ock is objectively a form of rape. Here is literally the first sentence about rape on Wikipedia, with emphasis by me:

“Rape is a type of sexual assault usually involving sexual intercourse or other forms of sexual penetration carried out against a person without that person's consent.”

Contrary to what your buddies Fred van Lente or Stephen Wacker might have told you, force is not a requisite.

No consent = rape.

Had MJ had sex with Otto she’d have been giving Peter her consent not Otto. Therefore Otto would have been raping her. This was acknowledged in fact in a Dead pool comic book from 1998!

Courtesy of one of your Brand New Day peers, Joe Kelly, Deadpool v1 #12 saw Wade have sex with Siryn, whom he had feelings for.

However, in the next issue ‘Siryn’ reveals she was actually Typhoid Mary in disguise, a woman who’d endeavored to bring out Wade’s darkside against his wishes.

Wade’s dialogue and body language clearly convey how he feels sickened and violated by the experience. When he asks Mary why she did this to him she replies it was simply because she could. Whilst Wade is on the ground feeling vulnerable she stands up, leans over and licks him!

The scene when taken in context is brutally unsubtle. Typhoid used trickery to exploit Wade. She put herself in a position of power and abused that power to dominate Wade, to remove his agency.

That is literally all rape boils down to. Not sex but power. The scene, especially the last panel hammers that point home.

But just in case you still didn’t get it the very next page depicts Wade vomiting and saying he needs a shower.

This is a common reaction from victims of sexual assault, at least in media. The ‘I need a shower’ moment is practically a trope.

Why did a 1998 Deadpool story have a clearer understanding of the topic being played with than a 2013 Spider-Man story…that was allegedly for children no less!

P.S. You know Tom DeFalco had Peter Parker wrestle with his emotions in the wake of the ‘Death of Jean DeWolff’ story arc way back in ASM #275.

You might say that witnessing such violence and examining his own actions with perspective was a life changing experience for him.

With that in mind, how about you explain to me why Peter experiencing death, deletion, abuse of his life and body, losing a whole year of his life and then returning to it totally changed doesn’t count as a life/character changing experience?

Because you sure as hell didn’t write him reacting with the pain, the sadness, the anguish that he (or any normal human being) would’ve had after he came back. Nope. Just back to cracking jokes I guess.

Do you like…not know how human beings work?

That’s a rhetorical question because I know the answer.

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Family of Six (9/14)

After James and Rose bring their newborn twins home, they work to find a balance between all four of their children, and each other. Ten x Rose AU, Soulmates AU.

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Ages of the Tyler-McCrimmons at the start of the chapter: James: 39, Rose: 33, Ainsley: 9, Sianin: 6, Twins: 1 month

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Even though they only had another week and a half until Rose was potentially cleared for sex again, time seemed to mock them and moved slower than usual.

It wasn’t helping that they felt perfectly normal and were desperate to resume all normal activities with each other. What would begin as a simple chaste kiss would rapidly dissolve into snogging and heavy make-out sessions, leaving them both aching and frustrated for more.

“What’s the worst that could happen?” Rose pleaded when James absolutely refused to cheat and partake in actual intercourse.

“You could get an infection that festers and gets worse and worse until you finally have to have all of your lady bits scooped out, which then creates more problems and pain and infection and then you die and I have all this guilt and depression hanging over me for the rest of my long and lonely life.”

He was only partially exaggerating.

Rose rolled her eyes and swatted his chest. “That’s a tad dramatic, don’t you think?”

“Maybe. But please Rose. I don’t want to accidentally hurt you or cause you to get an infection. We can wait another four days.”

“I don’t think I can. I will literally die right here in your arms and it’ll be all your fault. Go ahead and fester in that guilt for the rest of your long and lonely life.”

James chuckled. “Now who’s being dramatic?”

“Certainly not me,” Rose said sweetly. She sighed heavily. “Fine. No actual penetration. But can we keep going as we were before I go and take care of it myself?”

“With pleasure,” James growled, pulling her in for a hard kiss.

While they tried not to combust from sexual frustration—honestly, it was ridiculous how frustrated they were, considering they were getting each other off in other ways—Sianin continued to make very slow progress in adjusting to life with the twins.

James and Rose lowered their expectations, realizing they were wanting Sianin to be as positive about the twins as Ainsley was. Instead, they tried to balance baby-free and baby-busy time with Sianin. They would ask her if it was okay that they were holding a baby when Sianin wanted to cuddle up on the couch and read or watch a movie. They were pleased when she began saying ‘yes’ more than she said ‘no’. And on one memorable occasion that they made sure to document thoroughly, Sianin actually said yes when asked if she wanted to hold a baby.

“You’re doing so well, sweetheart!” Rose praised as she snapped photo after photo of her daughter holding Hannah in her lap. Sianin was tucked in James’s lap as well, and while he had his hands at the ready, Sianin was supporting the brunt of the baby’s weight.

Sianin beamed proudly at her parents, then down at Hannah. She took one of her hands away from where it was wrapped around the baby’s lower half and poked Hannah’s fat cheek.

“Squishy,” Sianin said, grinning. “Squishy, squishy, squishy.”

James stifled his laughter and in turn poked one of Sianin’s cheeks, making her giggle.

“You’re squishy too,” he said. “Not as squishy, though.”

Sianin prodded Hannah’s other cheek, and just when she pressed down, Hannah’s cheeks lifted with her mouth as she smiled at them all.

“Oh!” Rose gasped. “Look!”

“She’s smiling!” Sianin said.

“You made your baby sister smile for the first time,” James said warmly.

“She’s cuter when she smiles,” Sianin said, tracing her fingertip along Hannah’s upper and lower lips. The baby squirmed and smiled again.

James, beaming with pride, looked up at Rose and saw tears brimming in her eyes as she grinned at her family. James pecked a kiss to Sianin’s hair.

“Ooh, is she smiling?” Ainsley rushed over to them and plopped onto the couch beside James.

“Yep! I made her smile first,” Sianin said smugly.

“Cool! Can I hold her?”

“When your sister’s done,” James said.

“I think I’m done. My arms are starting to hurt,” Sianin admitted.

“Yeah, that happens,” James reassured. “Even my arms get tired if I hold them for too long.”

After snapping one more photo of her family, Rose set her camera to the side and helped make the baby transfer from Sianin to Ainsley.

That moment seemed to be a turning point for Sianin, albeit a small one. She still craved individual attention from her parents, but as long as the twins were being quiet and smiley, she would play with them if someone else was playing with them. She had yet to seek them out on her own, but James and Rose considered it progress that she at least was joining in.

Her nighttime wanderings in and out of their bed declined as time went on. While she found her way into their room most nights, but she didn’t stay as long as she used to; very rarely did she sleep with them for the entire night. Her problem of wetting the bed seemed to be all but non-existent too. They were pleased that their child finally seemed to be moving in a positive direction.

Despite the night she’d crawled into bed with them, Ainsley seemed to be perfectly content with their new additions to the family. She frequently helped with the babies, and was happy to hold one of them as often as she could, and she delighted in doing anything she could to make Maddie and now Hannah smile.

“You really love being a big sister, don’t you?” Rose asked, a little awed by how wonderful Ainsley was with the babies. She and her eldest were curled up on the couch, each of them cradling a baby, while James put Sianin to bed.

“Of course,” Ainsley said. “What’s not to love about it?”

“Well, lots of things. Just look at Sianin.”

Ainsley wrinkled her nose. “Sianin needs to get over herself.”

“Ainsley,” Rose warned, glad that Sianin wasn’t around to hear her big sister say that.

Her cheeks pinkened, and she muttered, “Sorry. But still. She’s being such a baby about it. Why can’t she see how amazing Hannah and Maddie are?”

“She was the baby of the family for nearly six years,” Rose countered. “And the presence of two newborns has made me and your dad divide our attention between four kids instead of two. And your attention on her has lessened as well.”

Ainsley looked startled.

“Sianin adores you, Ains,” Rose said.

“I adore her, too,” Ainsley said. “But now I also adore Hannah and Maddie.”

“Well, it might seem to her like you don’t love her as much now,” Rose said with a small shrug.

“That’s ridiculous,” Ainsley argued.

“That’s a six-year-old’s logic,” Rose said simply.

Ainsley went silent and leaned down to press a kiss to Hannah’s scalp. “Can I ask you something?”

“Sure,” Rose said.

“Why’d you and Dad wait so long to have more babies? Surely Sianin wouldn’t be having as much trouble if she were younger when a new baby arrived?”

An ache crumpled Rose’s chest, but she forced it away. “We didn’t intend to. But sometimes a baby takes a while to make.”

“Oh. So… you and Dad were trying for a long time?”

“You were…” Rose pressed her tongue against the backs of her teeth as she counted back. “...four or five, I think, when your father and I decided we were ready for another baby.”

Ainsley looked stunned. “Why’d it take so long? That’s four years! And you and Dad… well…” Her cheeks turned scarlet before she blurted, “You have sex a lot! So why’d it take so long?”

Rose couldn’t help but laugh to dispel her embarrassment and lingering hurt of precisely how long it had taken to get pregnant. If only it had happened sooner, maybe Sianin wouldn’t be struggling as much…

She resolutely blocked out that thought. There was nothing she could do about it now.

“I don’t know,” Rose said quietly, reaching over to smooth Ainsley’s hair behind her ear, then to stroke the back of Hannah’s hand. “The important thing is that it happened, and your dad and I were blessed with two healthy baby girls.”

Ainsley nodded and when Hannah made a whimpering grunting noise, Ainsley kissed her temple and bounced the baby gently. Rose thought her heart might beat its way out of her chest with how much love she felt for her children. To channel some of it, she hugged Maddie tightly and pecked a line of kisses across the sleeping baby’s scalp. Maddie’s fists flailed, then settled, clenching Rose’s jumper tightly in her fat little fingers.

When Rose returned her attention to Ainsley, she saw the thoughts churning away in her eldest daughter’s mind and patiently waited for Ainsley to speak.

It took nearly a full minute, but Ainsley finally whispered, “Did it upset you and Dad that it took four years?”

“Yes,” Rose answered honestly and simply.

Ainsley nodded to herself. “So that’s why…”

Rose’s breath caught in her throat. “That’s why what?”

“I thought something was wrong,” Ainsley said more to herself than to her mother. She glanced up at Rose. “You and Dad were a bit sad. And then you weren’t anymore.”

Rose’s mouth was dry. She and James had tried so hard to keep their disappointment contained. It had worked all too well, considering they each broke each other’s heart. But she’d thought they’d hidden it from their children. She’d always known Ainsley was a perceptive child, but didn’t realize just how sensitive her daughter was until now.

“I… I’m sorry you picked up on that,” Rose murmured.

“But that was still a while before you got pregnant,” Ainsley said, a question in her eyes.

“Your dad and I realized we were focusing on what we didn’t have rather than what we did have,” Rose said.

Ainsley rested her head in the crook of Rose’s shoulder, beside where Maddie’s head lay. Ainsley kissed her mother’s neck, then Maddie’s head. “I’m glad you got pregnant.”

Rose pressed a kiss to her eldest’s hair. “Me too.”

“Do you and Dad want any more kids?” Ainsley asked.

“Not sure,” Rose admitted. “It’s something your dad and I will discuss in the future.”

“So you’re definitely not trying right now.” The sentence was more of a statement than a question.

“Well, we can’t quite be intimate right now,” Rose said, her cheeks heating.

Ainsley started and looked up at Rose. “Really? Why?”

“Giving birth is sort of a complicated process for a woman’s body,” Rose explained. “It’s not good for a woman to have sex for about a month or so after giving birth.”

“Oh… But… I’ve heard…” Ainsley trailed off a little awkwardly, then cleared her throat. “Or is it… just Dad?”

“Just Dad what?”

Rose jumped at James’s voice directly behind them. Ainsley said nothing, so Rose responded, “We’re just having a bit of girl talk.”

“Oh, then by all means, don’t let me interrupt,” he said, moving into the kitchen.

When the tap started running as he began the dishes, Ainsley said, “So…?”

Rose groaned to herself, hoping Ainsley would have dropped the subject. “There are certain things we can do together that isn’t full-on sex.”

“Oh. Really?”

“Mhm,” Rose said vaguely. “One day, when you decide you’d like to be intimate with someone, we can further discuss this subject, yeah?”

Ainsley wisely recognized the closing of the conversation, and she rested her head into the crook of Rose’s neck.

oOoOo

Finally, the morning of Rose’s six-week check-up arrived, leaving them giddy and excited.

“I swear, if she says I’m not ready to have sex, I’m going to break down and cry right there on the exam table,” Rose said after she ushered their two eldest children towards the car.

“I might break down and cry too,” James said. He pecked a swift kiss to her mouth. “Good luck. Drive safe. Let me know the verdict. I’ll see you when you get home.”

While Rose dropped their two oldest children off at school, he bundled up their two youngest children in their car seats and drove the short distance to his father’s house.

“You two are going to spend the morning with Grandad!” James cooed. “‘Cos Mummy and Daddy want some private alone time, and you babies have a knack for wanting something at the most inconvenient time. That’s not a slight against you girls; babies and children everywhere have no concept of timing. But today, Mummy and Daddy want to spend a long period of uninterrupted time together, you see. Well, you won’t see, which is the point.

“Grandad is very excited to see you,” James continued, drumming his thumbs absently on the wheel. “He loves you so so much. You girls are so loved by everyone. Aren’t you lucky, to have so many people who love you?”

He pulled into the driveway of his dad’s house and continued talking nonsense at his babies as he unbuckled their tiny bodies from their seats.

“Hey, mate!”

James turned his head towards his father’s voice and gave a small nod in greeting, as his hands were full with Hannah.

“Here we go,” James whispered, transferring his baby to his dad. “Grandad’s got you.”

He then turned and took Maddie out of her seat. He followed his dad inside.

“I’ve opened up the windows. I thought the fresh air was nice.” James hummed in agreement; he’d always loved the smell of fresh spring air. “But if they get too cold, I’ve got extra clothes for them. Grandad’s got you beautiful girls covered, eh? Grandad’s gonna take such good care of you while Mummy and Daddy are away. He won’t let those precious handsies or feetsies get cold, no he won’t.”

James smiled as his dad babbled at his babies.

“Right, I’ll be off,” James announced, and he leaned down to press a feather-light kiss to his babies’ foreheads. “You’ll be the sweetest of angels for your grandad, won’t you, my precious darlings?”

He cooed down at both babies until they each smiled at him, making him beam in return.

“Oh! Hannah’s smiling too?” Robert gasped. “What a clever, clever girl!”

“Yeah, she just started the other day,” James said, unable to resist leaning in for another kiss. “Are you all set here? Rose and I will have our phones. Call us if you need us.”

“We’ll be fine,” Robert assured. “Go on. Have fun!”

While he hadn’t told his dad why he and Rose wanted a babysitter for the day, James’s ears burned a little.

“Yep. See you later,” he said. He blew a kiss to his girls then left his father’s house and drove home.

Rose wouldn’t be home for at least another hour yet, so James busied himself by cleaning the house. No matter how often they vacuumed, their carpet was always covered in crumbs. When everything was vacuumed, he washed the kitchen floor, which was always sticky. He thought about cleaning the bathrooms, but didn’t particularly want to smell like bleach when Rose got home.

Instead, he pulled a page from his dad’s book and flung open all of the windows, letting the fresh air into the house. Throughout the month of March, the weather had been unseasonably chilly and damp. It seemed like it was finally turning around though—today was the first day Ainsley and Sianin hadn’t needed to wear their thick winter coats to school.

James then moved to the kitchen and rooted through the fridge for a snack while also wondering what they could make for dinner later. As he munched on an apple, he began marinating chicken with teriyaki and soy sauce.

As he chucked the core into the trash, a smudge of blue on his wrist caught his eye.

The lady bits are fully healed! Our shag session is officially on!

James chuckled and wiped his sticky hands before replying. “Woohoo! The twins are spending the day with my dad, which means we have the house to ourselves.”

Excellent. Y’know, I always read about those couples who scheduled shagging sessions and I thought it was ridiculous. Yet here we are.

“With four kids, I imagine we’ll have to set up a schedule,” he joked.

Just as long as we still have some moments of spontaneity sprinkled in there.

Oh, I nearly forgot! I may or may not have picked up a surprise for you while I was out the other day…

“Oh?” he asked, his throat going dry.

Mhm. You can see it when I get home. Which will be in about twenty minutes. I’m in the car now. See you soon xoxo.

James’s imagination started going into overdrive as he wondered what she might have for him. Well, he knew what she probably had for him—there was only one thing it ever was when she said she had a surprise for him during the type of conversation they were currently having. Lingerie. But the specifics were a mystery to him. Shape, style, color, fit…

The beginnings of desire coiled in his belly as he waited impatiently for Rose to get home. To keep his mind occupied so he wouldn’t lose himself to his fantasies and thus be far too worked up when Rose arrived, James re-alphabetized their books and movies. They were already more or less organized, but the girls—particularly Sianin—didn’t quite take proper care to put the films and books back exactly how they’d been before.

He’d finished the bookshelf and was contemplating re-ordering everything by a different parameter when he heard the sound of an engine cutting off outside their house. He glanced out the front window and saw Rose getting out of her car. He sprang to his feet and moved to greet her at the door, not caring if he was acting like an over-excited dog.

“Hi!” he said with a grin when the door swung open.

“Hiya. Ooh, smells like spring.”

“I opened up the windows,” James said. “It’s a beautiful day out. First we’ve seen the sun in a while, eh?”

“D’you really want to talk about the weather?” Rose asked, cocking her head at him.

“Well, what else is there to talk about?” James asked, nonchalantly stuffing his hands into his pockets.

“Hmm, you’re right,” Rose said with a wink, and she turned away from him to set her keys in the dish and toe off her shoes by the door. “Though I suppose we could talk about what to have for dinner.”

“I’ve got some chicken marinating in the fridge,” he answered with a shrug.

“Pity. I guess we’ll just sit in silence for the rest of the day?”

“Or we could discuss… dessert.”

James finally stepped forward and into Rose’s personal space. She sucked in a sharp breath and tilted her head back to look up at him.

“And what would you want for dessert?” she breathed, her pupils dilating.

“Something soft.” He braced his hands on her hips, gripping them tightly to keep his hands from ducking under her jumper. “Something sweet.” He leaned in until they were nose to nose and their breaths mingled in the same space. “Something sinful.”

Rose let out a small noise that nearly broke his resolve. But he kept his hands at her waist and his lips a millimeter away from hers, basking in the growing tension.

“S-so a chocolate cake?”

James laughed, but the sound died in his throat as Rose reached up and fisted her hands in his shirt before closing the distance between them. Their teeth clacked together as their mouths met in a hard, wet kiss that made his knees go weak.

“Cheeky bastard,” she growled against his mouth.

“You love it.”

“Cocky bastard,” she amended.

“Emphasis on the cock,” he purred.

“Keep that up and I won’t show you what I got for you,” she said, though there was no bite in her tone. It was hard to make threats when breathless.

“Oh, I’m sure I could convince you otherwise.” James moved his hands to her bum and he shifted slightly until one of his legs was between hers. He pulled her closer, pressing his hip and thigh tightly against her. She let out a choked moan, her fingers tightening in his shirt. “I can be very persuasive.”

He rocked his hips torturously slowly, even as his growing erection begged for harder, faster contact. But his own denial was well worth the pitiful whimpers coming from Rose. His movements were deliberate as he guided her into a slow grind against his thigh, keeping a vice grip on her arse and hips to keep the pace steady.

“James,” she breathed.

He didn’t reply. Instead, he leaned down to plant feather-light kisses across her neck. She shuddered in his arms; goosebumps prickled across her skin, and he laved his tongue across a patch of them at her neck.

“Please,” she groaned, arching her hips against him. He scooted back a few inches to compensate. “Goddammit, James!”

“Still wanting to keep my surprise to yourself?” he asked.

“Since you’re being a twat, yes,” she grumbled.

He snorted. “Let’s compromise, shall we?”

He slipped his hands under the waistband of her jeans and knickers to cup her arse in his palms. Her knickers felt soft and delicate against the back of his hand. He tried to ignore the impulse to touch them directly to get a better idea what they were made of and how they contoured to her body. Instead, he held her arse firmly and guided her hips into a grind that was still slow, but gave direct pressure where she wanted it.

She let out a strangled noise from deep in her throat as she worked with his rhythm. He felt himself hardening further in his pants the longer Rose worked herself against him. Just before he was about to sneak a hand out of her jeans to adjust himself, Rose’s trembling fingers moved to the front of his trousers. She unbuttoned the front and carefully pulled the zipper down, which provided him instant relief.

“Thanks,” he whispered into her neck.

“Can’t have my favorite part of you getting all pinched and damaged,” she drawled.

“Pfft. Now, I said this was a compromise. I’ve done something for you…”

“And I did something for you,” she countered, reaching into the front of his jeans but not his boxers to angle his cock upwards so it could throb to full hardness, unimpeded.

“So I suppose we’re at a stalemate?” he mused, even as he ached to press his erection into her hand.

Rose made a noise of agreement. “Guess we’ll stand here like this forever.”

“Hmm, I think my dad might have a thing or two to say about that when he drops the babies off this afternoon.”

“Damn. We’ll just have to get on with it then,” she lamented.

“You make it sound like such a chore,” he said with a pout.

“It’s a bunch of work, keeping my husband satisfied.”

James rolled his eyes even though she couldn’t see. “But worth it.”

He moved his hand suddenly around to the front of her knickers so that when she rocked her hips, he replaced the solid length of his thigh with his fingers. She cried out half in surprise and half in pleasure when he allowed his middle finger to glide through her slippery wetness.

“James,” she gasped.

“Hmm?”

“I’m already close,” she admitted.

“Perfect,” he said into her ear.

He’d nearly forgotten he was teasing her neck, but when he felt her shiver, he licked a line down her neck as far as he could without getting a mouthful of her fuzzy jumper. As his fingers worked at her clit, his teeth nipped and scraped her neck. He wasn’t quite able to reach the sensitive patch where her neck joined her shoulder, not without moving the collar of her jumper, but both hands were busy and he didn’t want to move them.

So he made do, kissing and licking and biting at her skin while one hand kneaded her arse and the other stimulated her swollen clit.

“James!” she whined urgently.

“Come for me,” he growled, scraping his teeth across her neck as his finger circled faster and faster.

She groaned and trembled in his arms, her hips working clumsily against his hand. A few seconds later, she stiffened against him and arched her neck as a high moan escaped her throat. He kissed the column of her neck as her clit pulsed rhythmically against his fingertips.

His cock was throbbing with need, and it took every ounce of restrained to not rut against her hip and join her in her pleasure.

Rose slumped bonelessly into his chest, panting for breath as he skimmed his fingers around the outer ridge of her clit. She hummed appreciatively and tucked her face into his shoulder.

“Surely that’s worth me seeing your surprise,” he said, his voice gravelly.

Rose giggled into his shirt and moved her face to peer up at him. Her cheeks and neck were flushed. She leaned away from him just far enough to lift the hem of her jumper up her body and over her head. She chucked the fabric to the floor, leaving her naked from the waist up except for a lacy midnight blue bra. If he could even call it a bra. The cups only went half-way up her breasts, barely covering her nipples. The band beneath her breasts looked incredibly sturdy, though, giving her the support she needed while also managing to look sexy.

“You’re beautiful,” he croaked. He reached out and skated his fingertips across the tops of her breasts, then between the valley of them. He took grab care not to touch them too directly, lest he want to get sprayed with milk.

“D’you like it?”

“I love it,” he said, his eyes raking across her body. “You’re beautiful.”

She beamed at him. “My tummy’s still very flabby. But y’know what? It did an amazing job at growing two little babies, so who gives a fuck?”

James chuckled and he stepped up to her. He ran his fingertips up and down her belly. Though nearly six weeks had passed since she’d given birth, her stomach remained a bit rounded and saggy and was striped with deep red stretch marks. “It did an incredible job. In all, it made four beautiful little babies. I love your clever, flabby tummy.”

“Git,” she said warmly, pinching him.

“Your git,” he said. “So does it come with bottoms, or are you naked under those jeans?”

“Eager to see more?” Rose crooned.

“Absolutely. Or do I need to give you another orgasm before you remove your trousers?”

“Now there’s an idea,” Rose said. “Like strip poker… but with orgasms. But alas, I really want to feel more of you and these jeans are getting in the way.”

“Let’s move to the bedroom,” James suggested, pressing a kiss to her shoulder before stepping back.

He winced when his erection rubbed against his pants as he walked, but soon they were in the comfort of their room and made quick work of getting naked. He spared a moment of appreciation for her knickers before he tugged them off of her and threw them to the floor. Her bra stayed on, both because it made her breasts look fantastic and as a reminder for him not to touch them.

He laid her back on their bed and kissed his way across every inch of her body, even up and down her arms and legs to her fingers and toes, making her squirm and laugh. He eventually settled between her thighs where he lavished attention to her swollen clit, licking and sucking and rubbing every aching, needing part of her.

When he went to slip his fingers into her and finish her off, she reached down and grabbed his wrist.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, peering up at her.

“Nothing. I want you in me, is all. Not your fingers. You. Please?”

He could never refuse her. With a parting kiss to her clit that made her whimper and shudder, he crawled up her body and settled his erection against her curls. He ground their lower halves together lazily while she fumbled to open a condom foil.

They got him sheathed and lubed in record time, then he slid slowly into her. Her muscles clenched him tightly, choking a moan out of him. He trembled above her as he kept himself still. He leaned down and caught her lips in a frantic kiss, their lips and tongues tugging and pulling and pushing.

“You can move,” she panted against his mouth. “Slowly.”

He nodded and squeezed his eyes shut as he kept kissing her, then he carefully retracted his hips before easing himself back into her. He did this a dozen times before her nails bit into his shoulders and she hiked her legs higher up his back, allowing him to slip in deeper.

“God,” he gritted out, arching his hips hard against her on his next inward thrust.

She let out a squeaking cry, hugging him tighter when he did it again.

“Good, so good,” she babbled. “James, move.”

“Yes ma’am,” he panted, finally picking up the pace. It felt so good to make love with his wife again like this. They’d had to suspend the missionary position when her stomach grew too big, but now he relished being able to lay atop her with her arms and legs clamped around him. She held him tight, cradling his entire body into her own. The love and security he felt made his stomach swoop and clench in warning. “Not gonna last, love. S-sorry.”

“S’okay. Me either. Just keep moving like that and don’t you dare stop,” she ordered, lifting her hips into his to meet his rhythm. “Don’t stop, James. Don’t stop. Love you, love this, love you.”

Her speech dissolved into mindless chatter as she spurred him on. She was doing too good of a job, though, because sooner than he would have liked, the building pressure in his gut plummeted and burst outward.

He barely managed to grunt out a garbled warning before he arched his hips, seating himself as deeply as he could go as his release shattered through him. Pleasure prickled across his skin as he gasped and moaned his way through wordless syllables.

“That’s it,” she groaned, “that’s it, right there right there right there…”

Her hand moved from his shoulder to the place where they were joined, rubbing herself to completion a few seconds later. Her back bowed off the bed as she cried out a mixture of curses and his name. She wrapped a hand around the nape of his neck, clumsily guiding him in for a kiss that ended up being their cheeks pressed together.

James kept his hips moving for her, drawing out her pleasure as well as his own. He panted raggedly, his heart racing, his vision spotty, and his brain unable to comprehend anything except the rush of endorphins and love coursing through his body.

When the pulsing of her muscles around his cock ceased, he settled his weight on top of her. He kept his upper body supported with his forearms, not wanting to smash her breasts, but he let his lower body press against hers fully.

“Oh, James,” she sighed, humming out a breath.

“That was incredible,” he whispered, peppering kisses across her neck and jaw. “So incredible.”

“Can we do it again?” she asked, her words slightly slurred in her post-orgasmic bliss.

“In a little bit,” he promised. He pecked a kiss to her lips then said, “Gonna dispose of the condom.”

She whined in protest when he drew back, slipping out of her in the process. He took the condom off of his softening cock, knotted the top, and dropped it blindly beside the bed. He heard it thwack into the rubbish bin.

“Nice shot,” Rose said, turning on her side to face him.

She opened her arms for him, and he immediately nestled in for a hug. He slipped a leg between hers, pulling her flush against him. His fingers painted long lines up and down her spine as he buried his face in the crook of her shoulder.

“What do you want for your birthday?” James whispered.

“Another orgasm like that.”

He giggled into her skin, and pressed a kiss to her neck. “I can do that. But materially? What do you want?”

“I’ve got everything I want,” Rose said.

“Ro-ooose,” he whined.

“Ja-aaames,” she parroted.

“You’re so unhelpful,” he grumbled.

“You know what I like,” Rose said with a shrug. “But you don’t need to buy anything. Spending time with you and the kids is gift enough.”

“Would’ve thought scheduling a sleepover for the kids would’ve been a better gift,” James teased.

“Or that,” Rose said. “I love the kids, but it’s nice to get a break from them.”

“Tell you what. I’ll see if Ainsley and Sianin can have a sleepover with one of their friends, and if Dad can take the twins. You and I can have a quiet night in for your birthday.”

“Sounds good,” Rose said. “Now, if you’re done blabbering, someone promised me another fantastic shag today.”

“I never said it’d be fantastic,” he said. “You’ve set the bar way too high now. What if it’s rubbish?”

“Oh, shut up. You’ve never been a rubbish shag,” Rose said, halfheartedly swatting his bum.

“Now you’ve jinxed it,” he whined, even as a grin was threatening to split his face in two.

“Fine. If it’s rubbish, you’ll have to redo it and shag me a third time to try to redeem yourself,” Rose drawled, tracing random patterns across his arse. “Sound like a plan?”

“Sounds like a plan,” he agreed, catching her lips in a kiss.

Their second round of lovemaking was not, in fact, rubbish. However, they partook in a third round, just in case.

oOoOo

James spent the next few days coordinating sleepovers for his children. Ainsley was the easiest—she would be staying with her best friend, William. It was common for her and William to spend nights at each other’s house, even during the week.

The twins were the next easiest—his father was more than happy to keep the babies overnight.

But for Sianin… Either the parents of her friends had plans for the night of the twenty-seventh of April, or they didn’t permit their children to have sleepovers on a school night.

James had nearly resigned himself to the fact that he would either see if his father would mind keeping Sianin as well as the twins, or that Sianin would be spending the night with him and Rose. It wouldn’t change his plans too much—apart from the fantastic birthday sex he’d promised Rose—but he had hoped to get a night alone with Rose. They hadn’t had one since the twins were born.

Miraculously though, one of William’s mothers offered to host Sianin as well.

“It’s no trouble at all,” she told James. “William gets along well with her, too. And she’s about the same age as our other boy; they can entertain each other. I know my wife won’t mind keeping Sianin, too.”

James profusely thanked her over the days leading up to Rose’s birthday night, and again that evening when William’s mother texted him saying that all the kids were picked up and they were going out for pizza.

“And remember, if Sianin wants to come home at any point during the night, please call us. I’ll be by to collect her and bring her home, no matter the hour.” James had warned William’s mothers that Sianin had been struggling lately, and that she frequently found her way into their room at night. While she claimed to be really excited for the sleepover, he didn’t know whether her excitement would last all night long.

Nevertheless, with all of their children gone from the house, James and Rose settled in for an evening of relaxation and birthday celebration. They’d had to take a rain check on Rose’s gift of birthday sex thanks to the arrival of her period, but regardless, they enjoyed a date night at home without the distraction or interruption of kids.

James made dinner and dessert, and they enjoyed a small glass of wine apiece before switching to sparkling water. After dessert, James presented Rose with a wrapped package. In it was a brand-new silk kimono in a shade of indigo so dark it was nearly black, but was iridescently purple when it caught the light just right.

“Oh, this is gorgeous,” Rose breathed, and a prickle of pride swelled through him.

“There’s more,” he said, reaching out to rub the soft, sleek fabric between his fingers.

Rose pawed through the bottom of the box and found an assortment of all of her favorite soaps, lotions, and oils, as well as a packet of homemade coupons for things like “please let me have an hour away from the kids” and “free body massage from your favorite masseur (your husband!)”.

“You trying to tell me something?” Rose drawled when she took a look at the anti-wrinkle face mask.

James rolled his eyes. “Shut up. You already use these. And you know I know that you use them.”

Rose pecked a kiss to his cheek. “Thank you very much for my at-home spa treatments. Can I cash in this foot massage tonight?”

“Absolutely. I won’t even charge you a coupon since it’s your birthday.”

“How generous of you. Let me wee first and get set up with the pump, then you can start.”

“So needy.”

While waiting for Rose to return, he loaded and started the dishwasher, then began rooting through her box of lotions and oils. He selected a few options for her and opened them up to sniff as he waited.

“Ready!” Rose chimed, skipping down the hall with the milk pump in hand. She stripped off her top and plopped down on the sofa, wiggling her toes at him.

“What scent?” he asked, moving to the floor.

“Surprise me,” she said. “And get back up here. You don’t need to kneel; you’ll kill your knees.”

She pivoted on the couch so her back was up against one of the armrests, and she gestured to the opposite side. He settled himself on the couch opposite her and spread a towel under her feet to contain any dripping oil. He rolled her trouser legs up her calves then poured a bit of oil into his palm and began his massage.

“Mmm. Jasmine?”

“Yep,” he said, working the oil into the bottoms of her feet. “Lie back and relax.”

She did, closing her eyes and letting him pamper her. She looked a little ridiculous, sitting topless on their couch with a breast pump attached to herself, but his heart did a somersault in his chest and he fell in love with her all over again.

He massaged her feet until she was finished pumping. He then took the bagged milk, scribbled the date on the front, and put them in the fridge. When he returned to the living room, Rose had her bra back on but not her shirt.

“Can we do a topless cuddle?” she asked sheepishly.

“Of course. Always. Are you all right?” Rose usually asked for naked cuddles after they’d had sex, or when she was feeling low and wanted a deeper connection with him. He hoped she wasn’t feeling sad.

“With the house empty, I want to take advantage of naked time,” she explained. “And with summer just ‘round the corner, I want to take advantage of cuddle time before we’re too hot and sweaty to want to touch each other.”

“Unless I’ve made you hot and sweaty for an entirely different reason,” he replied, winking.

She rolled her eyes. “Get over here.”

James grinned and tugged his jumper over his head. He sat beside her, sighing at the press of skin.

“It’s silly, but I miss the girls,” Rose murmured, mindlessly stroking her fingers around his belly button. “The house is too quiet.”

“Well, if you’d like, I can start shouting at the top of my lungs about how I made a really big poo today,” he answered.

Rose snorted and pinched his stomach. “Parenthood is so weird, isn’t it? When the girls are at home, I wish I could get time away from them. And when they’re gone, I wish they were here.”

“I feel the same,” he said. “But I am very, very grateful to get some one-on-one time with you.”

“Do you ever wonder about married life if we weren’t soulmates?” Rose asked.

“What d’you mean?”

“Like… let’s say we weren’t soulmates, and we grew up apart and met other people and got married and had kids. Do you think we’d be as happy with that spouse as we are with each other?”

James was silent for a moment. He couldn’t imagine being married to anybody but Rose. He couldn’t imagine any other children than Ainsley, Sianin, Hannah, and Maddie. When he tried to conjure up an alternate-reality wife, she ended up looking, sounding, and acting like Rose again.

“I don’t know,” he admitted. “I would like to think so. I hope that I would have married someone who makes me deliriously happy every day, who wasn’t only my spouse, but also my best friend. But it’s hard to think about. You’re my literal soulmate. You accept me with all of my faults and flaws; you make me want to be the very best version of myself that I can be, because you deserve the absolute best out of a life partner.”

Rose snuggled deeper into his embrace, and pressed a kiss to the hollow of his throat.

“Your turn,” he prodded. “Do you envision your alternate self with a sexy hunk of a man that makes you the happiest you’ve ever been?”

“I’ve already got that,” she said, giving him a squeeze.

His heart soared with happiness. “And you say I’m a smooth talker. Look at you and your sleek, silky words.”

Rose giggled. “I’ve got another hypothetical: let’s say we weren’t soulmates, yet we somehow managed to find each other and get married and whatnot. Do you think our relationship would be what it is now?”

“Ooh. Hmm…” James absently rubbed the tip of his nose from side to side through her hair. “I think it would be fairly similar. Though maybe with more moments of shoddy communication than we already sometimes have. We’ve been working on communication since we were kids, and we still occasionally mess up. And since we’ve known each other for so long, we basically know everything about each other, which makes the trust we have much deeper than if there were things that were a mystery about us.”

“Yeah. That’s what I think, too,” Rose said.

“Where is all of this philosophizing coming from tonight?”

“Oh, just thinking. Our life is incredible, and it’s amazing that we’re sitting here right now surrounded by the life we have. For example, literally none of this would exist as it is if ten years ago, we decided we weren’t quite ready to become parents yet. We might have four kids by now, but they wouldn’t be the kids we currently have. They might’ve been all boys. We might not live in this exact house. We might’ve moved up to Scotland the moment we got pregnant the first time. Or the second. We probably wouldn’t have twins. It’s so incredible that the stars aligned so many different times to give us the life we have.”

“That’s deep,” James said, even as a lump built in his throat. He periodically found himself thinking about the utter miracle that was his family. “You sound like me. I’ve been rubbing off on you too much.”

“I love all the ways you rub off on me,” she said, her tongue poking out of the corner of her mouth as she grinned. “I guess I’m feeling a little pensive tonight. A good kind of pensive. I’m appreciating all of the wonderful things in my life and loving that I get to experience it all with you.”

James took her chin gently between his thumb and forefinger, tilting her face up. He nuzzled his nose against hers for a moment before pressing a series of long, soft kisses to her mouth.

“I’m very glad we’re soulmates,” she murmured between kisses.

“Me too, my love. Me too.”

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(Part 1 of 3) So I was discussing with some show-watchers on Twitter about Tyrion being an asshole in the books and the showrunners making everything they can to turn him into a Nice Guy™. One of the things I mentioned was him raping a sex-slave in A Dance with Dragons. A book reader retweeted this with a comment saying he also has raped Shae in A Clash of Kings. I couldn't remember this AT ALL, I literally Googled this to see if could find some thread discussing this. Nothing. I asked her the +

(Part 2 of 3) + context of the scene and she said it was when he went where Shae was hiding and there she was sleeping naked. That turned him on and he penetrated her and only woke up after he came. Once again, didn’t remember this happening, I had to read each of Tyrion’s chapters summary and then look it up on the book. Surprisingly, it happened indeed, but the way it’s written it didn’t seem like it was rape, especially because she got wet and moaned. Isn’t this… problematic? Am I reaching?

(Part 3 of 3) Because to me, it should’ve been considered as rape but literally no one else has said anything about this. Did you notice this as well?

There’s…a whole lot to unpack in this question.

For one, I think we need to set aside the arguments of if someone “seems into it”, then it can’t be rape. It’s a dangerous mentality, it only focuses on “well are they going to enjoy themselves?” rather than them actually giving consent, there’s no one way anyone looks during a sexual act they did not want to occur, and it’s actually a big factor in why men raped by women are rarely taken seriously, since an erection “disproves” the lack of consent, or something like that.

(We’re also going to set aside Tyrion’s POV bias in how the event is described.)

This particular situation is I think a good deal more complicated than say, the question of if someone can wake up their sexual or romantic partner with a sex act. In my book, that’s something that obviously needs to be discussed ahead of time. Even there, it’s heavily context dependent, and there’s certain acts where I know I’d have a discomfort no matter what. I’m definitely not the arbiter of sexual consent for everyone, of course. So the best we can say is, “have conversations with your partners about what your boundaries are.” If a partner violates a boundary they were unaware of, it can really vary how anyone would react or feel about it and how that would unfold, and what the nature of that boundary is.

Basically, some people might view something as assault that another person would view as like...a conversation to have. If a partner violates a boundary that had been communicated, then that’s obviously assault, however.

To be clear, I’m not trying to argue there’s “shades of rape” or any shit. I’m saying there is not one conception of consent we all walk around with, and we’re going to react differently and feel differently about certain sexual situations. As long as we all agree to respect each other’s consent, and defend each other if there’s a feeling of violation in that regard, then that’s what’s important.

Okay, back to this scene: did Tyrion and Shae have a conversation about this first? I’m guessing not. And yeah, it’s made more complicated that she is a sex worker he’s contracting. There’s a power imbalance between them, and part of her services kind of involve this “girlfriend” experience. Does she seem “into” it? Well, it’s her damn job, and clearly we find out later that that’s the only extent of it for her. Could we have a missed an off-screen discussion between the two? No, they only exist on the page. So is it fair to point out there wasn’t consent here? Of course.

But alright, then Tyrion and Shae aren’t real. So when we’re talking about the rape of fictional characters in this setting (and in my book, I don’t see either of them viewing this as rape in a Watsonian sense), so what are we gaining from this conversation? Are we asking: is “does Tyrion have troubling views on consent and an entitlement with women where he ignores their agency and desires?” Cause uh, yeah, obviously. Dude married a 12-year-old political prisoner and then got frustrated that she wouldn’t be emotionally intimate with him. And yes, he rapes a slave very much knowing it’s wrong and rape in A Dance with Dragons.

Is Tyrion nicer than a lot of men in Westeros? Sure. That’s maybe more of a reflection of the setting, then, isn’t it.

So of the question “is this problematic?” Yes, most definitely. Martin didn’t write Tyrion and Shae’s relationship to be an example of positive, healthy consent among adults. Tyrion ultimately kills her because he gets the feedback that yeah, she was a sex worker doing her job who goes on to publicly embarrass him (in a situation where she basically had no recourse anyway).

I think it is also valid to ask, “is this problematic in a way Martin didn’t see or intend?” Certainly the intention of this scene was to paint Tyrion as very earnestly into this relationship, and pretty much buying into the belief that it was reciprocal (though he does challenge himself internally on this a few times). Was it explicitly to paint Tyrion as indifferent to Shae’s bodily autonomy? I’m definitely doubtful. And frankly, this is reminding me exactly of the Cersei/Jaime sept scene where like...ya, it’s rape, though when the show made a choice where it was basically a complete attack that couldn't be viewed in any other light, Martin went on record saying that he meant for it to be a disturbing scene, but not in the way viewers were disturbed (aka, by the rape).

I guess summarizing thoughts: this is not a thing you should do to a partner unless you’ve talked about it first, I don’t think Martin really thought through that aspect, in-verse characters certainly wouldn’t think twice about this because Westeros is such a fucked up place (though they’re not real unlike us, the readers, so not sure how helpful that values dissonance even is), and at the end of the day, I don’t think this really changes anything about Tyrion’s character, arc, behavior, or narrative function.

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I spent nearly all of my waking hours today on the phone doing ridiculously adult things like reporting medical groups to the government for refusing to accept insurance and trying to convince the department head of a hospital that I deserve to be seen by a new doctor asap because the one I was orginally assigned refused to actually explain my own blood work to me and because she hadn't she didn't know it was actually super abnormal and not just vaguely weird.

BUT I have also spent a LOT of that time on hold and so I have thought of a few questions I wanted to throw out into the universe and see what others thought.

1) has anyone else used the Labyrinthos tarot app and found it's descriptions of the cards a little...off? I downloaded after seeing a few posts circulating mentioning it and it's free so what the hell, worth a try, and while on hold I worked my way through the Major Arcana and Wands suit card "lessons" and I was kind of taken aback and disappointed by the language used to describe some of the cards. I don't want to come off as elitist and I really truly do believe you get to construct meaning in the deck through usage and what works for you. But there is at least an established framework for base meanings for the cards and I felt like some of them for the app were just off or at least misleading about that framework. (in case you've never used it, the lessons work basically to give you a word or phrase association with each card by repeated selection) Like, I got the Queen of Wands wrong EVERY SINGLE TIME because the prompt word was Brave and I chose Knight over Queen or Page over Queen each time. At first I thought maybe I was having a bad fog brain day so I went into my Galaxy Tarot app and looked up the Queen. Creative, confident, sexual, influential, friendly, etc, all of those made sense to me. But Brave feels like a Page/Knight word. And there were other little things, like the keyword for the Hierophant is Conformity and the one for the Devil is Excess. Like neither is strictly wrong but trying to read from that kind of place is gonna give you really weird and regressive ideas I feel. I mean I literally wrote a shirt essay about why reading the Hierophant as conformity is kind of missing the point. Am I being nitpicky/judgemental or does that rub other people the wrong way too? I'm totally open to this being a me problem, I think I just want to gauge where I fall on it I guess....

2) I recently got the Mary-El Tarot in a trade and finally got a chance to flip through the guidebook. And I found myself being a little bothered by the repeated need to compare spiritual and creative processes to super hetero sex acts. I don't mind nudity/sexuality in tarot art for the most part and I don't think it's necessary to completely remove sex from the deck, it was just weird to see it so repeatedly referenced and it made me think of other spaces in tarot writing where creation and insight become really fraught metaphors involving, like, way more semen than I really needed in my brain. It made me wonder what the line was and how to both respect the intention of the artist who created beautiful works that resonate visually for me with an description that makes me frankly really uncomfortable (there was one in particular that bothered me, I believe it was the 4 of Disks, and it involved the image of the Emperor using his sword to penetrate the earth and the earth was "you, the reader" and because of the position of the card in the reading, it set off a really intense feeling of violation as though I was being forced to be involved in some quasi-sexual act that I had not asked to be a part of...). Are there places in Tarot where the language used makes you uncomfortable? How do you deal/choose not to deal with that space? I would really love to hear about it! I plan to keep using the deck for but will probably use the guidebook much less.

3) Imbolc is coming up and it's usually my favorite of the holidays since it's very close to my birthday and Brigid has been a(n accidentally chosen) patron of mine since I chose her name as my confirmation name in 8th grade (when I learned she was not just a saint but herself a god a few years later I chose to keep wearing my little gold St Brigid's cross even though I was fully beyond being Catholic anymore) and I have three "levels" of spreads I've designed that I'm considering offering here or putting into the shop. They're basically divided up into levels of depth and complexity to try to offer both a super cheap but still impactful option and a full out, here's an outline for your spring/summer option. Would people be at all interested in them? I think the prices would be $5 for 3-5 cards, $15 for 10-12 cards and $20 for 15-17 cards and I'd love it if I could manage to make enough to replace the bad treading on my wheelchair tires before they actually give out completely... Does this sound like something you'd be interested in at all and do those prices sound vaguely fair?

Alright, longest post ever, hopefully it wasn't so boring you all gave up and if you made it this point, you're excellent!

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