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synopsis: you told them you couldn’t choose, so they don’t make you… liu kang, kung lao and one very greedy girl caught between them.
genre: explicit smut (18+), love triangle, threesome
warnings: threesome (m/m/f), brief m/m kiss, handjobs, oral + fingering (f receiving), overstimulation, squirting, crying from pleasure, multiple orgasms, p in v, creampie, double penetration (vaginal + anal), aftercare
word count: 5.4k
requested by: anons (1) (2)
the silence in the sacred chamber was deafening.
kung lao’s words still hung in the warm air between the three of you:
“maybe you don’t have to.”
your heart hammered so hard you were sure they could hear it. you sat there in liu kang’s oversized shirt, fingers still twisted tightly in the fabric over your chest, face burning under the golden glow of the chamber’s markings and the small fire flickering inside kung lao’s overturned hat.
liu kang’s breath had visibly caught. his dark eyes were wide, fixed on your face with a mixture of shock and something far deeper, something hungry and reverent at the same time. kung lao, on the other hand, looked like he’d just won the tournament. that familiar smug smirk played on his lips, but his gaze had sharpened, dark and predatory.
you swallowed hard.
“i…” your voice came out barely above a whisper. “i meant it. i can’t choose. i want… both of you.”
liu kang exhaled shakily, almost like the words had physically struck him. his hand lifted slowly, as if he were afraid you might vanish, and gently cupped the side of your face. his thumb brushed across your cheek with heartbreaking tenderness.
“are you sure?” he asked softly, voice low and warm. “you want us to… share you?”
you nodded quickly, then forced the words out, cheeks blazing. “yes. i want both of you.”
kung lao let out a low, satisfied chuckle that sent heat rushing straight between your legs.
“good girl,” he murmured, the praise rough and dripping with promise. he shifted closer on his knees until his chest nearly brushed yours. “say it one more time, baby. tell us exactly what you want.”
you met his eyes, then liu kang’s. your voice trembled but didn’t waver.
“i want you both to… fuck me.”
the air changed instantly.
liu kang’s eyes darkened, a faint flicker of flame licking across his irises for half a second before he reined it in. kung lao’s smirk faded into something raw and heated.
“fuck,” kung lao breathed. “that’s all i needed to hear.”
he didn’t wait any longer.
his hands slid under the hem of liu kang’s shirt where it draped over your thighs and slowly dragged the fabric upward. liu kang helped, lifting the shirt carefully over your head. the cool chamber air kissed your bare skin as your thin bra and the bandaged wound on your ribs were exposed again. this time, neither man looked away.
liu kang’s gaze dropped to your breasts, his throat working visibly.
“you’re beautiful,” he whispered, almost to himself. the reverence in his voice made your nipples tighten.
kung lao tossed the shirt aside and reached behind you, unclasping your bra with practiced fingers. he peeled it away and let it fall.
“finally,” he growled softly, eyes devouring you. “been thinking about these for so long.”
he cupped one breast boldly, thumb brushing over your nipple until it peaked under his touch. at the same time, liu kang leaned in and pressed a slow, open-mouthed kiss to the side of your neck, right beneath your ear. his lips were scorching.
a soft moan slipped from you. your head tilted back instinctively.
“listen to that sound,” kung lao teased, voice thick. he gave your nipple a light pinch that made you gasp. “already singing for us and we’ve barely started.”
liu kang’s hand slid down your side, carefully avoiding the fresh bandages, until his warm palm rested on your hip.
“we’ll be gentle,” he murmured against your skin, though his voice had grown rougher. “at first.”
kung lao laughed low against your other shoulder before biting down lightly. “speak for yourself.”
you shivered hard between them, caught in the perfect contrast of liu kang’s slow, worshipful heat and kung lao’s cocky, impatient hunger. their hands roamed your body, mapping every inch of exposed skin as if they’d been starving for this.
your own hands moved without thinking. one reached for liu kang’s bare chest, feeling the hard muscle and the rapid beat of his heart. the other slid down kung lao’s stomach until your fingers brushed the very obvious, very hard outline of his cock straining against his pants.
both men groaned at the contact.
“eager,” kung lao muttered approvingly, pressing his hips forward so you could feel him better. “i like that.”
liu kang’s breath hitched as your fingers tightened around kung lao. he kissed you then while kung lao’s hand slipped between your thighs, pressing firmly against your clothed core.
you moaned into liu kang’s mouth as kung lao rubbed slow circles, already feeling how soaked you were. every stroke made your hips twitch, but it was the way they were looking at each other that had your pulse racing even faster.
liu kang pulled back from your lips, breathing harder now. his eyes flicked from your flushed face to kung lao’s wicked grin.
“help me with this,” kung lao said, voice low and commanding as he nodded toward liu kang’s pants.
liu kang hesitated for half a second, cheeks burning, but he didn’t stop you when your fingers tugged at the waistband. kung lao moved with far less shame. he hooked his thumbs into liu kang’s pants and shoved them down in one smooth motion, freeing his cock.
it sprang up, thick, flushed dark, and already leaking at the tip.
kung lao smirked, slow and filthy. “jesus, brother. rock hard just from kissing her neck.”
you couldn’t help it. every time they touched each other, even just that casual brush of kung lao’s hand against liu kang’s hip, your cunt clenched hard and your hips rolled up against kung lao’s palm. a tiny, needy sound escaped you.
they both noticed.
kung lao and liu kang exchanged a quick glance over your body. their eyes narrowed with dark understanding. kung lao’s smirk deepened.
he leaned down until his lips brushed the shell of your ear, voice rough and amused.
“you like seeing us touch each other, don’t you?” he whispered, pressing two fingers against your clit through your soaked underwear. “greedy girl. getting wetter every time i put my hands on him.”
you whimpered, hips bucking shamelessly. the truth burned on your tongue.
“i… i do,” you admitted breathlessly. “it’s so hot… seeing you two like this.”
liu kang shivered visibly at your words. his cock twitched against your thigh, leaving a smear of pre-cum on your skin. for a moment he looked almost overwhelmed, shy again, but then something in him snapped.
before he could overthink it, he reached out, grabbed the back of kung lao’s neck, and yanked him into a messy, hungry kiss right above you.
your jaw dropped.
the kiss was sloppy and aggressive, completely unrestrained; tongues sliding, teeth clicking, low groans vibrating between them. kung lao made a surprised but pleased sound and kissed him back just as fiercely, one hand still between your legs while the other gripped liu kang’s waist.
you moaned loudly, the sound obscene and completely uncontrollable. the sight of them devouring each other’s mouths while kung lao’s fingers kept working your clit sent a fresh gush of wetness between your thighs. your hips ground desperately against his hand, brows furrowed in overwhelming pleasure, eyes glued to the filthy display.
when they finally broke apart, a thick string of saliva still connected their tongues for a moment before it broke.
kung lao turned his head to look down at you, breathing hard, lips shiny and swollen. his eyes widened slightly at your reaction — your parted lips, flushed face, and the way you were shamelessly riding his fingers.
“oh?” his voice dropped into something dangerously smug as he raised one eyebrow. “you’re a filthy little thing, aren’t you?”
you couldn’t even deny it. another broken moan left you as liu kang leaned down and kissed you again, letting you taste kung lao on his tongue. at the same time, kung lao finally hooked his fingers into your underwear and dragged it down your legs, tossing the soaked fabric aside.
now you were completely bare between them.
“fuck,” kung lao muttered, staring at your glistening pussy. “she’s dripping.”
liu kang pulled back from the kiss, eyes hazy with lust. any trace of shyness was gone now. he moved lower, settling between your spread thighs while kung lao shifted behind you, pulling your back against his chest. you could feel his cock, hot and heavy, pressing hard against your lower back.
liu kang didn’t tease. he leaned in and dragged his tongue slowly up your soaked folds, moaning deeply at your taste. the sound vibrated straight into your clit.
kung lao’s hands cupped your breasts from behind, rolling your nipples between his fingers as he whispered against your ear, “that’s it. let him eat that pretty pussy while i play with these.”
you cried out, one hand flying down to grip liu kang’s hair while the other reached back to clutch at kung lao’s thigh. the dual sensation was overwhelming — liu kang’s slow, reverent mouth devouring you like you were sacred, and kung lao’s rough hands and filthy words driving you higher.
every time liu kang moaned against your cunt, kung lao pinched your nipples harder, and you felt yourself spiraling faster than you thought possible.
liu kang licked into you like he was worshiping. his tongue moved slowly, every movement deliberate — thorough laps from your entrance up to your swollen clit, then tight, focused circles that made your thighs tremble. every movement was warm, almost reverent, and the soft, needy moans he let out as he tasted you only pushed you closer to the edge. he sucked gently on your clit, then dipped lower to push his tongue inside you, fucking you with it in shallow thrusts.
you were shaking.
“oh god— liu kang…” you moaned, fingers tightening in his hair.
kung lao’s breath was hot against your ear, his chest pressed flush to your back. his hands still kneaded your breasts, but his grip had grown tighter, almost possessive.
he huffed.
“taking your sweet time, aren’t you?” he muttered, voice rough with clear jealousy. “she’s not a sacred scroll, liu kang. devour her.”
liu kang ignored him. instead, he sealed his mouth over your clit and sucked harder, two fingers sliding into your soaked pussy and curling perfectly against that spot inside you. the steady, controlled heat radiating from his tongue and fingers pushed you over the edge without mercy.
you came with a sharp cry, back arching hard against kung lao’s chest as pleasure crashed through you. your thighs clamped around liu kang’s head, hips grinding desperately against his face while he kept licking you through every pulse, drawing out your orgasm until you were whimpering and oversensitive.
as you finally started to come down, panting and dazed, kung lao made an impatient sound behind you.
“move.”
he didn’t wait for a reply. he shoved liu kang’s shoulder firmly, pushing him aside. liu kang blinked in surprise but shifted back, lips shiny with your arousal, eyes wide as he watched.
“my turn,” kung lao growled.
he dropped between your legs like a man starved, yanking your thighs roughly over his shoulders. there was no gentleness, no slow worship. he buried his face in your pussy and ate you like he was trying to ruin you.
his tongue was relentless, full of aggression and completely merciless. he sucked your clit hard, then flicked it rapidly with the tip of his tongue before dragging flat, broad strokes through your folds. two thick fingers plunged into you instantly, pumping fast and curling viciously against your sensitive walls.
you screamed.
“fuck— kung lao!”
the contrast was devastating. where liu kang had been thorough and adoring, kung lao was filthy and feral. he groaned loudly against your cunt, the vibrations shooting straight through you as he devoured every drop of your release like he was addicted.
liu kang stared for a long moment, eyes wide and dark with lust at the obscene sight of kung lao’s head buried between your thighs. then his gaze lifted to your face, your mouth open in pleasure, brows furrowed, eyes half-rolled back.
he moved forward, lowering his head to your chest.
his mouth was scorching. he sucked one nipple deep into his mouth, tongue swirling around the sensitive peak while his hand kneaded your other breast. he alternated between soft licks and hard suction, leaving wet marks and blooming hickeys across your skin. every time you moaned especially loud from kung lao’s tongue, liu kang would bite down gently, adding sharp sparks of pleasure.
“you sound so pretty like this,” liu kang whispered against your breast, voice husky. he dragged his tongue over a fresh hickey, soothing it. “let him hear how good he makes you feel.”
kung lao growled in approval at the praise, doubling his efforts. he sucked your clit hard and fucked you faster with his fingers, relentless and unyielding. the wet, filthy sounds of his mouth filled the sacred chamber.
you couldn’t hold back.
the second orgasm hit you even harder than the first. your whole body seized up, thighs locking around kung lao’s head as you came with a broken sob. kung lao didn’t stop, he kept sucking and licking through it, forcing you to ride every brutal wave until you were shaking uncontrollably, tears pricking at the corners of your eyes from the intensity.
only when you started whimpering and weakly pushing at his head did he finally pull back, lips and chin glistening with your release. he looked unbearably smug, eyes blazing with triumph as he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.
liu kang pulled away from your chest, breathing hard, lips swollen from sucking on your skin. he stared down at your wrecked expression with open hunger.
kung lao smirked, voice rough and satisfied.
“two already and we haven’t even fucked you yet.” he leaned down and gave your oversensitive clit one last slow, teasing lick, making you jolt. “think you can handle both of us, greedy girl?”
you lay there panting between them, body still twitching with the aftershocks of your second orgasm. your thighs were slick, chest heaving, and both men watched you like they wanted to devour you all over again.
with a shaky breath, you pushed yourself up slightly and reached for them. your right hand wrapped around liu kang’s thick cock first. he was rock-hard, burning hot in your palm, the head already slick with pre-cum. he inhaled sharply the moment you touched him, eyes fluttering.
kung lao watched with dark amusement. before you could reach for him with your other hand, he smirked and leaned in close.
“you’ve got two hands, don’t you?” he said smugly, voice dripping with challenge. “don’t be shy now.”
heat flooded your face, but you obeyed. your left hand found kung lao’s cock, fingers curling around the impressive length. he was slightly thicker than liu kang, veins pulsing against your palm, already leaking steadily.
you started stroking them both at the same time, and the visual was absolutely obscene.
both men knelt on either side of you, cocks standing heavy and flushed in your hands as you pumped them slowly. liu kang’s breath hitched, his hips twitching forward involuntarily. his head fell back slightly, lips parted, a soft groan leaving him every time your thumb swiped over his sensitive head. he looked almost overwhelmed, cheeks flushed, eyes half-lidded, completely focused on your touch.
kung lao, on the other hand, kept his gaze locked on you, trying to maintain that cocky smirk even as his cock throbbed hard in your fist. his hips rocked forward more deliberately, fucking your hand with lazy confidence.
“that’s it…” he groaned, voice rough. “jesus, look at you. jerking both of us like a little slut.”
liu kang let out a broken moan at kung lao’s filthy words, his cock twitching sharply in your grip. the contrast between them made your core clench around nothing.
liu kang was leaking more, pre-cum dripping down over your fingers, making every stroke slick and wet. he was more sensitive, every twist of your wrist made him shiver and whisper your name under his breath. kung lao was harder, thicker, and far louder, cursing low every time you squeezed him.
you stroked them faster, alternating between slow, teasing glides and tighter, firmer pumps. both men were breathing heavily now, hips moving in time with your hands. the wet sounds of skin on skin filled the chamber.
kung lao noticed how soaked you were getting again just from touching them.
“still not enough for you?” he teased. without warning, he slid two thick fingers through your folds, collecting your wetness before pushing them deep inside you. you moaned loudly, your hands faltering for a moment on their cocks.
liu kang didn’t let you stop. he covered your hand with his own, guiding you to keep stroking him while he watched kung lao’s fingers disappear into your pussy.
“so tight,” kung lao growled, curling his fingers expertly. “still fluttering from coming twice and you’re already trying to suck me in.”
liu kang leaned down, kissing along your neck as he added his own hand between your legs. he slid one long finger in alongside kung lao’s two, stretching you further. the fullness made your back arch.
they worked in tandem, kung lao’s fingers fucking you harder and faster, liu kang’s slower and deeper, curling perfectly against that spot inside you. their eyes kept flicking between your face, your dripping pussy, and each other.
every time you moaned particularly loud they’d glance at one another, a silent but heated conversation passing between them.
“feel that?” kung lao muttered, scissoring his fingers. “she gets wetter watching us.”
liu kang’s breath hitched. he added a second finger, stretching you wider. “she’s so warm… so perfect.”
you were stroking them faster now, almost frantically, while they finger-fucked you together. the wet, obscene sounds of their fingers plunging into your cunt mixed with the slick sounds of your hands on their cocks.
your thighs started trembling again. the dual sensations of your hands full of their throbbing cocks while they stretched and stroked deep inside you quickly pushed you toward the edge once more.
kung lao’s two thick fingers pumped into you with rough, confident strokes while liu kang’s longer fingers curled deep and slow, rubbing relentlessly against that sensitive spot inside you. your hands were still wrapped around both their cocks, stroking them messily as pleasure clouded your mind.
“fuck, she’s clenching hard,” kung lao groaned, voice thick with lust. he curled his fingers again, scissoring them wider. “you’re close again already?”
you could only nod frantically, hips grinding down onto their hands. your strokes on their cocks had become erratic, desperate. liu kang pressed open-mouthed kisses along your collarbone, panting against your skin.
“let go,” he whispered sweetly.
it hit you hard.
your third orgasm crashed over you with a broken cry. your pussy spasmed violently around their fingers, soaking them as you came hard. your thighs shook, back arching off the floor as wave after wave of pleasure ripped through you.
but it didn’t stop.
even as you came down, a new, heavier pressure began building deep in your core. hotter, more intense, almost frightening in its strength. your eyes widened.
kung lao and liu kang started to slowly pull their fingers out, clearly thinking you needed a break.
“n-no—!” you gasped desperately, eyes wide with panic. your hands flew down, grabbing both their wrists tightly to stop them. “don’t pull out! please— please don’t stop!”
liu kang froze, looking startled. he glanced at kung lao with a confused, slightly concerned expression.
kung lao, however, stared straight at you. his eyes darkened instantly at your frantic begging, a wicked, knowing smirk slowly spreading across his face.
“keep going?” he asked, voice dangerously low.
“yes— please, i need it,” you begged shamelessly, voice cracking. “don’t stop, please, i’m— i’m gonna—!”
kung lao didn’t need to be told twice.
“hold her,” he ordered liu kang.
liu kang obeyed immediately, wrapping one arm around your waist to hold you steady. kung lao shoved his fingers back inside you roughly, fucking you faster and harder than before. liu kang followed his lead, driving his fingers deep again, curling them perfectly.
the pressure built unbearably fast.
your eyes rolled back, mouth falling open in a silent scream as the sensation became too much. your whole body tensed, thighs shaking violently around their arms.
kung lao watched with a predatory gaze, voice thick. “that’s it, baby, let it happen… she’s gonna fucking soak us, liu.”
you screamed.
your pussy clenched down hard around their fingers before suddenly gushing. hot, clear fluid squirted out around their thrusting fingers, splashing over their hands, your thighs, and the stone floor beneath you.
you sobbed and shook in pleasure as another powerful spurt followed the first. your vision whited out for a few seconds, body convulsing between them while they kept finger-fucking you through it, drawing out every last drop.
“fuck, look at that,” kung lao growled, voice full of dark satisfaction. he didn’t stop moving his fingers until you were twitching and whimpering, completely spent.
liu kang stared down at the mess you’d made with wide, awed eyes, his cock throbbing hard in your weakening grip. “you… you… squirted,” he breathed, almost reverent.
your chest heaved as you tried to catch your breath, face burning with embarrassment and lingering pleasure. you felt utterly wrecked. your thighs were soaked, your pussy still fluttered, and tears were slipping down your cheeks.
kung lao slowly withdrew his fingers, holding them up so you could see how drenched they were. he brought them to his mouth and licked them clean with a filthy groan.
“such a messy girl,” he purred, eyes gleaming. “i knew you had that in you.”
liu kang gently pulled his fingers out too, but leaned down to kiss you softly, tasting your overwhelmed whimpers on your tongue.
“are you alright?” he whispered tenderly against your lips.
you could barely speak, but you nodded, a broken, blissful smile tugging at your mouth.
kung lao chuckled low.
“you better be, cause we’re nowhere near finished with you.”
the aftershocks of your orgasm were still rippling through your body when liu kang moved over you. he laid you gently on your back on the smooth, warm stone floor, the golden light from the sacred markings casting a soft glow across your skin. his eyes never left yours as he settled between your spread thighs, his cock heavy and leaking against your soaked pussy.
“are you sure?” he whispered, voice rough with restraint. one hand brushed sweat-damp hair from your forehead with heartbreaking tenderness.
you nodded frantically, reaching up to pull him closer. “yes, liu… i need you inside me.”
he groaned softly and kissed you deeply as he slowly pushed in.
the stretch was delicious. he was thick, hot, and he entered you inch by inch, letting you feel every vein until he bottomed out with a shaky exhale. your walls fluttered hard around him, still sensitive from squirting.
“you feel perfect,” he breathed against your lips. “so warm… so tight.”
he started with slow, deep rolls of his hips that made you moan loudly with every thrust. his forehead pressed against yours, eyes locked on your face as if he wanted to memorize every expression you made. one of his hands held yours above your head, fingers intertwined, while the other gripped your hip, guiding you to meet his thrusts.
behind him, kung lao knelt, watching with dark, possessive eyes.
his fist was wrapped around his own cock, stroking himself in lazy, firm pumps as he took in the sight of liu kang fucking you. his gaze was hungry, almost predatory, flicking between your bouncing breasts, your parted lips, and the way liu kang’s cock disappeared into your dripping pussy.
“look at her face,” kung lao murmured, voice low and rough. “she lives for this.”
liu kang’s thrusts grew slightly harder, deeper, losing some of his careful control. every time he buried himself to the hilt, a soft whimper escaped you. he leaned down and sucked a mark onto your neck, then another on your collarbone, all while kung lao continued stroking himself, his hand moving faster now.
“you take him so well,” kung lao praised you, eyes narrowed with lust. “such a greedy little cunt… squeezing him so tightly.”
the filthy words made you clench harder around liu kang, who moaned brokenly into your shoulder.
kung lao’s possessive stare never wavered. he watched every thrust, every time your back arched, every time liu kang kissed you like you were the only thing that mattered in the world. his fist pumped his cock steadily, thumb swiping over the leaking head as he waited his turn.
liu kang’s pace started to falter, his breathing ragged.
“i’m close—” he warned, voice strained.
you wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him deeper.
“inside me,” you gasped. “please—”
with a deep, reverent groan, liu kang buried himself to the hilt and came hard, pulsing warmly inside you. his hips stuttered as he filled you, forehead pressed to yours, whispering your name like a prayer.
he stayed inside you for a long moment, kissing you softly, before slowly pulling out. you whimpered at the loss, feeling his cum drip down your folds.
kung lao didn’t give you time to recover.
he grabbed your hips and flipped you onto your stomach in one smooth motion. pulling your ass up, he shoved your chest down against the warm stone so your back was arched perfectly for him.
“my turn,” he growled.
he thrust into you in one hard stroke, burying himself completely. you cried out at the sudden fullness; he was thicker than liu kang, and the angle made him feel even deeper.
“fuck— yes,” kung lao groaned, gripping your hips hard enough to bruise. he immediately set a brutal pace, fucking you fast and deep, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing through the chamber.
liu kang moved beside you, still catching his breath. he brushed your hair aside and kissed you tenderly while kung lao railed you from behind, one hand fisting your hair and pulling your head back slightly.
“too much?” liu kang asked softly, even as kung lao fucked you harder.
you shook your head, moaning loudly. “feels so good—”
kung lao laughed breathlessly, spanking your ass once. “of course it does. this pussy was made for two.”
after several minutes of rough, punishing thrusts, kung lao slowed down, breathing heavily against your back.
he looked over at liu kang, eyes dark with intent.
“on your back,” he ordered.
liu kang obeyed, lying down. kung lao lifted you and lowered you onto liu kang’s cock, guiding you down until he was fully seated inside your cum-slick pussy. you moaned at the feeling of being filled again so soon.
kung lao knelt behind you, pressing his chest to your back. you felt the blunt head of his cock nudge against your other hole, slick with your juices and his own pre-cum.
“relax for me, baby,” he murmured, kissing your shoulder.
liu kang held your hips gently, looking up at you with pure adoration as kung lao slowly pushed into your ass.
the stretch was intense. you gasped sharply, clutching liu kang’s shoulders as both men filled you at the same time. once kung lao was fully inside, all three of you stayed still for a moment, breathing hard.
“fuck… so tight,” kung lao groaned, forehead pressed against your back.
liu kang cupped your face, kissing you slowly. “you’re doing well. just breathe.”
then they started moving, careful at first, then finding a rhythm. liu kang thrusting up into your pussy while kung lao fucked your ass in deep, steady strokes. the overwhelming fullness made your eyes roll back, broken moans falling from your lips nonstop.
kung lao reached around to rub your clit while liu kang sucked on your breasts, and the pleasure quickly became blinding.
you didn’t last long.
your final orgasm hit you like a tidal wave, harder than all the others combined. you screamed, body shaking violently between them as you came, clenching down around both cocks. the intensity made your vision blur.
liu kang followed right after, moaning your name as he spilled deep inside your pussy again, hips jerking up into you.
kung lao fucked you through both of your orgasms, growling low and filthy. right as he reached his peak, he pulled out of your ass with a rough groan. he stroked himself furiously for a few seconds before hot, thick ropes of cum splashed across your lower back and ass cheeks.
he kept stroking until he was spent, breathing hard, eyes fixed on the sight of his cum marking your skin.
for a long moment, none of you moved. the only sounds filling the chamber were heavy breathing and your soft, overwhelmed whimpers.
liu kang gently pulled you down against his chest, kissing your forehead with aching tenderness. at the same time, kung lao leaned over and pressed a surprisingly soft kiss to your shoulder, his warm cum still painted across your lower back and ass.
you were completely gone.
your body felt heavy, boneless, and utterly wrecked. your mind floated somewhere far away, hazy with pleasure. you could barely keep your eyes open, soft little whimpers still slipping from your lips as you trembled between them.
liu kang slowly pulled out of your pussy with a quiet groan, more of his cum leaking down your thighs. the loss made you whine, but he shushed you gently, rubbing slow circles on your back.
“easy… i’ve got you,” he murmured, voice low and soothing.
kung lao disappeared for a moment and returned with a soft cloth he’d dipped in one of the shallow sacred pools. the water was warm. he carefully wiped his release from your skin, then gently cleaned between your legs, every touch surprisingly careful. liu kang held you close the entire time, pressing soft kisses to your temple and stroking your hair. he kept whispering quiet praise against your skin.
“you did so well… such a good girl.”
kung lao tossed the cloth aside and settled down on your other side. for once, his usual smirk was gone. he simply stared at you, then at liu kang, eyes wide with something close to disbelief.
the three of you lay tangled together on the warm stone floor, the golden light of the chamber flickering softly around you. you were sandwiched between their warm bodies, liu kang’s chest pressed to your front and kung lao’s arm draped possessively over your waist from behind.
a long silence stretched between the two men.
then, kung lao finally let out a breathless chuckle, running a hand through his messy hair.
“i can’t believe you kissed me,” he muttered, glancing at liu kang with a mix of amusement and genuine surprise.
liu kang didn’t even flinch. he kept gently tracing patterns along your arm, his voice calm and steady.
“i don’t regret it.” he looked over at kung lao, a faint, shy smile tugging at his lips. “you saw her reaction.”
kung lao’s gaze dropped to your face. you were barely conscious, eyes heavy-lidded, a blissed-out little smile on your lips as you nuzzled deeper into liu kang’s chest. a slow, genuine smirk finally returned to kung lao’s face.
“yeah… i did,” he admitted quietly, voice softer than usual. he leaned in and pressed another gentle kiss to the back of your neck. “i think we broke her.”
liu kang let out a quiet laugh, the sound warm and fond. he pulled the edge of his discarded shirt over your body to keep you warm, then rested his cheek against the top of your head.
you sighed contentedly, floating in the safety of their arms, too exhausted to speak. one of your hands loosely held liu kang’s, while the other reached back to rest on kung lao’s thigh.
kung lao’s fingers brushed over yours.
“rest now, baby,” he murmured against your skin. “we’re not going anywhere.”
liu kang pressed one last kiss to your forehead as your eyes finally slipped shut.
synopsis: when liu kang returns from fighting shao khan, you find out his muscles aren’t the only thing that’s gotten bigger…
genre: set post mk2 movie, explicit smut (18+), hurt/comfort but make it horny
warnings: size kink, p in v, creampie, can’t walk trope, aftercare
word count: 1.6k
requested by: anons (1, 2)
the temple was quiet when liu kang returned.
you felt him before you saw him — that familiar warmth rolling through the halls like a living flame. but something was different… heavier. denser.
you looked up from the scroll you’d been reading and nearly dropped it.
he filled the doorway.
not metaphorically. literally.
his shoulders had always been broad, but now they looked carved from stone. his training robes stretched tight across a chest that had grown significantly thicker, and his arms… god, his arms. veins stood out against new muscle as he crossed them, watching you with that calm, knowing little smile.
“beloved,” he greeted, voice low and warm. “i missed you.”
you blinked.
“you…” your eyes dragged down his body, slow and shameless. “you got big.”
liu kang’s smile widened, just a touch smug. “the training for the coming war was… intense. i pushed myself harder than before.”
harder was an understatement. he looked like he’d gained nearly forty pounds of pure muscle. everything about him had scaled up. wider. thicker.
you stood up and walked straight to him, stopping just short of his chest and tilting your head back to look up at him. he looked down at you, dark eyes soft but burning.
“can i…?” you asked, already reaching.
“of course.”
your hands settled on his chest first. the muscle was dense, warm, impossibly solid. you pressed your palms harder, feeling the give of new mass, and let out a shaky breath.
“oh, liu kang…”
he laughed softly, the sound vibrating under your hands. “is it too much?”
“too much?” you slid your hands down to his waist, then back up over the swell of his pecs. “i think i need to sit down.”
instead, he picked you up. effortlessly.
one arm hooked under your ass, lifting you like you weighed nothing. your legs wrapped around his waist instinctively, and you felt it immediately — the thick, heavy press of his cock against your core through the fabric of his robes.
it was bigger.
not just harder. not just longer. thicker. the sheer weight of it made your stomach flip.
liu kang carried you to the bed and sat down with you in his lap, never breaking eye contact. his hands settled on your hips, thumbs stroking gently.
“i worried you might find the change… jarring,” he admitted.
“jarring?” you rolled your hips experimentally and felt him twitch, already half-hard and massive. “baby, i’m trying very hard not to climb you like a tree right now.”
his control slipped. a low, rough sound left his throat as he pulled you closer, pressing your chest against his.
“then don’t hold back.”
you didn’t.
your hands went to the ties of his robes, tugging impatiently. the fabric parted to reveal miles of warm, golden skin stretched over new muscle. you kissed his collarbone, then lower, dragging your teeth over one thick pec while your hand wandered down his abs.
when you finally wrapped your fingers around him, your hand didn’t even close all the way.
you whimpered, genuinely awed. he was rock hard now, thick and heavy in your palm, the head already flushed and leaking. “you really did get bigger everywhere…”
liu kang groaned, head tipping back as you stroked him slowly. “i did not expect this particular… side effect.”
you grinned, feral, and pushed him back until he was lying down. when you crawled over him, he let you. the god of fire, the champion, he let you shove him into the pillows and straddle his thighs like he was yours to play with.
because he was.
you took your time exploring him, kissing, licking and sucking marks into all that new muscle. every time he twitched or let out a quiet, restrained sound, you felt powerful.
until he finally snapped.
in one smooth motion he flipped you both, pinning you beneath him. the weight of him was delicious now, heavy and overwhelming but in the best way.
“enough teasing,” he murmured against your throat. “i have missed you too much.”
he was careful at first, always so careful. even now, with his much larger body caging yours, he prepared you slowly with his fingers, murmuring sweet praise against your skin while you writhed and begged. but when he finally pushed inside you…
you both moaned.
“fuck— liu kang— slow,” you gasped, nails digging into his massive shoulders.
he stilled immediately, forehead pressed to yours, breathing hard. “too much?”
“no. just… fuck— big. give me a second.”
he stayed perfectly still, trembling with the effort, kissing you softly until your body adjusted to the stretch. when you finally rolled your hips, urging him deeper, the control he’d been clinging to shattered.
he fucked you like a man who had spent months training his body to its limit and now wanted to use every new ounce of strength on you.
deep, heavy, powerful thrusts made the bed creak and your eyes roll back. every stroke dragged against that perfect spot inside you, and the sheer size of him made everything feel more intense.
you came first with his name on your tongue, clenching around his thick cock so hard he groaned like he was in pain.
but he didn’t stop.
he flipped you onto your stomach, pulled your hips up, and took you again; slower this time, deeper, grinding against you while one massive hand pressed between your shoulder blades, holding you down.
“you take me so well,” he praised, voice rough. “even now. my perfect girl.”
you pushed back against him, greedy, and felt him shudder.
the second time you came, he followed right after, burying himself to the hilt with a broken moan, hips stuttering as he filled you.
afterwards, he collapsed carefully beside you and immediately pulled you into his arms. you curled against his broad chest, still catching your breath, one leg thrown over his thick thigh.
he pressed a kiss to your damp forehead.
“was it… acceptable?” he asked, a hint of playful insecurity in his voice.
you laughed weakly and nipped at his chest.
“acceptable? i’m going to need a week to recover.” you ran your hand over his bicep, squeezing the new muscle appreciatively. “but i’m also going to need you to do that again tomorrow… and the day after. and after—”
his chest rumbled with quiet laughter.
“well, i am yours to command,” he said, fingers tracing lazy patterns down your spine. “though i may need to train even harder if this is the reaction i receive.”
you lifted your head, eyes sparkling with mischief. “deal. bulk season is officially my favorite.”
the next morning when you stirred, stretching without thinking, you regretted it immediately.
a deep, delicious ache pulsed through your hips and thighs. you tried to sit up, then swing your legs over the edge of the bed, but your knees buckled the second your feet touched the floor.
“oh… fuck,” you laughed breathlessly, collapsing back onto the mattress in a heap. the sound was half amusement, half pained groan. “i can’t stand. i literally can’t walk.”
liu kang was already awake beside you. he stared with wide eyes, frozen mid-motion as he sat up.
you turned your head to look at him, still giggling through the soreness. “what?”
“wait… are you serious?” he asked, voice quiet with disbelief.
“uh, yeah,” you said, wiggling your hips experimentally and wincing. “i think you kinda wrecked me.”
“oh…” his voice was hoarse and shaky. “sorry…”
his tone sounded apologetic, but for one split second, something flashed in his dark eyes — a tiny, unmistakable glint of pride. he pressed his lips together tightly, clearly fighting back a smile.
“you…” you narrowed your eyes at him. “oh my god, are you… proud?”
he was blushing furiously now, the tips of his ears turning a deep red. he looked away, still trying (and failing) to suppress that smug little smile tugging at his mouth.
“…no,” he whispered, completely unconvincing.
“oh my god, you are! you’re proud!” you burst out laughing despite the ache. “liu kang, champion of earthrealm, is proud of his huge di—!”
his large hand suddenly clapped over your mouth, gentle but effective. his face was burning crimson.
“okay, okay,” he mumbled, voice shy and flustered. “maybe a bit… but i am sorry too.”
you licked his palm just to be difficult, and he pulled his hand back with a soft, embarrassed chuckle.
“you know you’re gonna have to spoil me all day if i can’t get up,” you teased, grinning up at him.
“stay here,” he murmured with a soft sigh, already reaching for a bottle of oil on the bedside table. “i will take care of you today. anything you want—food, tea, books, fruit,—i will bring it to you. you are not moving from this bed unless i carry you.”
you hummed happily as his warm, slick hands began gently massaging your aching thighs, the scent of soothing herbs filling the air.
“so i get to be spoiled by a very buff, very guilty liu kang all day?”
he smiled softly, a touch of that smugness still lingering in his eyes as he worked a particularly sore spot with careful reverence.
“yes, my love. though i would prefer if you refrained from telling raiden that the reason you missed training is because i…” he cleared his throat, blushing harder. “…am too large for you.”
you burst out laughing, then winced at the ache it caused.
“too late. i’m telling everyone. ‘sorry, can’t spar today, the champion of earthrealm ruined me with his giant—’”
he silenced you with a soft, embarrassed kiss, smiling against your lips.
“behave,” he whispered, though the playful glint in his eyes said he didn’t mind your teasing nearly as much as he pretended.
“make me,” you whispered back.
his hands paused on your thighs, and that adorable mix of guilt and smug pride returned to his face.
“…i will bring you breakfast first,” he said diplomatically. “then we will discuss behaving.”
you grinned, already knowing you were about to be very, very spoiled.
Yo I need to see a threesome between Liu Kang and Cole Young like really bad. Able to cook up a fic?
release some tension
a/n: haha whoops, sorry for the inactivity. i've been more motivated to make some art stuff for mk2 instead lol. also, pretend allison is dead. or divorced idk
Cole Young pads through the hallway, footsteps quiet against the cave floors, and he places his hand at the base of his neck as he stops in front of Liu Kang's private quarters
even after a few days, he still hadn't managed to manifest his arcana, and Kano punching the shit out of him day in and day out hadn't managed to elicit any magical source of power
he was at his wits end, and Kung Lao was busy training, the lines of stress clearly carved into his face as he practiced from sunrise til moonrise
when Cole Young had walked past the fight pit just earlier, hours after dinner, he had spotted Kung Lao in the sand, the faint glows of blue light appearing and disappearing as the monk continued to practice and hone in on his powers
the tournament would begin soon, and he had to do something or else all his efforts would go to waste
and Emily…she was bunking at a friend's place for the time being, and Cole stared down at the bracelet around his wrist
dragging a hand over his face, Cole slid open the door leading to Liu Kang's bedroom, stepping inside as he closed his eyes and let out a frustrated breath, "look, Liu Kang. i know it's late, but would you be able to-"
he opens his eyes to find Liu Kang sat on the edge of the bed, clothing neatly folded off to the side on top the dresser, and you perched up on his lap, body trembling and sweating
Liu Kang's hands are digging into your hips, fingers overlapping with the arcana marking on your skin, lips still attached to your neck, eyelashes low and gaze somehow still piercing
"oh my god! oh my-i'm, oh my god, i'm so sorry-" Cole shuts his eyes, trying to back up and out of the room
"no, come in. you wanted to ask me something about your arcana, i presume." Liu Kang sounds completely unbothered, the only hint of his current position is the underlying coarseness in his voice
"no, no, i can really come back another time-"
"Cole Young, come in." you beckon him forward this time, somehow also completely unbothered with the situation even with Liu Kang's cock buried deep inside of you
he pauses but slowly steps back inside of the room, eyes still shut, and Cole lets out a stuttering breath as he summons to courage to look at the two of you
there was no denying that the two of you were attractive, lives shaped by training for this tournament meant that the both of you were strong and inlaid with muscle, and he would be lying if he didn't find himself turned on at the sight
"i just-i, um, i wanted to ask if Liu Kang had any time to spare to train with me…er, to see if my arcana would," Cole Young waves his hand and glances off to the side to try and recollect himself, "you know, appear."
Liu Kang hums and looks at you, a quiet conversation exchanged in the glance, and then with a fluid motion you get off of him, the resulting wet squelch has heat prickling at the base of Cole's neck
"i think you have deserved a break. i know the past few days have been hard for you." Liu Kang beckons Cole Young towards the bed where you sit on your knees patiently, a small sly smile on your lips
perhaps a ghost has possessed him because Cole does as he is told, and he only hesitates for a moment before clambering onto the bed with shaky legs
he goes to kneel in the same position as you, but you tut at him and pat at the side of his hips that he remains standing on his knees
your fingers play with the edge of his waist band, "you have been in and out of that pit all day."
Cole mouth has gone dry, but he doesn't stop as you slowly drag his pants down to reveal his half-hard cock
his brain nearly short circuits as you use one hand to pump at the base of his cock while you bring your head down to kitten lick at the tip, teasing him to full hardness
he goes to bury his hand in your hair as a natural instinct, but his fingers twitch just as he reaches your hair
glancing back up at Liu Kang, the fire-wielder just smiles as his fingers dig back into your hips on your bent-over form, "you can grab their hair. they like it rough anyway, don't you?"
his hands knead at your butt, but Cole can't concentrate on that, not when you lower your other hand for more balance in your position and your mouth fully lowers onto his cock, head bobbing up and down, your lips stretching obscenely around the length
a small groan escapes from his lips, and he fully buries his hand into your hair, guiding the pace of your head
Liu Kang hums in delight, fingers tracing over the edges of your marking, before he lines himself back up with you, pushing his dick back into your heat
you whine, tears starting to gather at your waterline, and the vibrations travel through Cole, pleasure thrumming beneath his skin
he groans, hips involuntarily thrusting forward at the feeling, and you gag at the feeling
but you push yourself deeper onto him, tongue pressing into the underside of his cock, and your throat tightens around his cock as Liu Kang fucks into you
with every thrust, you are pushed further and further onto Cole's cock, until your nose buries itself into the light dusting of hair on his pelvis, and he can't help the small whine that peels out of him
"good, right?" Liu Kang sounds breathy as his hips piston into you, sweat finally beading on his hairline as he moans, fingers digging so tightly into your skin it would be sure to leave a mark the next day
"y-yeah." Cole bites his lip as you look up at him with watery eyelashes, "oh-oh fuck."
his hips jerk into your face again, and you moan around his cock, the pleasure overwhelming now
testing the waters once more, he gives an experimental thrust, and it draws another whimper out of you, your hands clutching at the sheets underneath
the vibrations blur out any other possible sensation, and Cole moans as he starts to earnestly pump his cock in out of your soft mouth
drool seeps down the edges of your lips along with the tears running down your face, and Cole exhales at the sight, "fuck, you're so-you're so pretty. so good. taking me like this."
his fingers tighten their grip in your hair, and you let out a pathetic sound at the praise, Liu Kang moaning from behind
the fire wielder hasn't eased up on his pace. in fact, he seems to be speeding up, mouth hanging open as he groans
"that's it. that's it. so tight for me. always so," Liu Kang punctuates the next word with a particularly rough thrust, "perfect."
you moan, eyes fluttering shut, and Cole moans at the feeling of your throat tightening around him
Liu Kang reaches a hand down in between your legs, and your body trembles and shakes, elbows nearly giving out at the sensation
Cole keeps his grip on your hair, using his other hand to wipe away a stray tear on your face as you whine and whimper, eyelashes clumping with tears
he pushes you down further on his cock, the tip hitting the back of your throat, and you moan, the feeling reverberating through Cole's skin
it triggers just enough pleasure so that vision whites out, body falling into ectasy as he tilts his head backward to let out a loud groan
his cock twitches in your mouth as his release spurts into your mouth, and Cole gains just enough clarity in his vision that he he looks back down at you, he can see dribbles of his cum on your chin
but you swallow most of it down, the sensation nearly too much for his oversensitive cock, and he whimpers but keeps your head on him as you suckle on him, your whines and whimpers muffled
Liu Kang fucks into you with abandon, low growls and moans echoing from him, and his hand between your legs works you roughly, the sound wet and messy
"good…so good for us, yeah? gonna take it all for me, aren't you?" the filthy words fall from the fire wielder's mouth so easily, and Cole can feel himself blushing even if they weren't directed towards him
his fingers tighten their grip in your hair as you whine out an answer, overstimulation starting to settle in, and he can see how your eyes glaze over with pleasure, the peak of your orgasm just teetering over the edge
the fire wielder bends over so that his chest presses into your back, hand overlapping yours so that he can hold onto it tightly, and he lays his lips on your neck, tongue tasting the sweat of your skin
Cole exhales at the sight, two bodies intertwined, and Liu Kang glances up just briefly before refocusing his energy on fucking the last coherent thought out of you
his teeth nip at the sensitive skin of your neck before sinking in, and you whine and moan, a small whimper leaving Cole's own's throat at the feeling
Liu Kang lets out a sharp exhale, a low groan echoing from his chest as he thrusts his hips forward one last time, body shaking as he cums inside of you
Cole carefully pulls his hips backward, and you take in a few deep breaths, tongue darting out to catch the few drops of his seed on your chin
maybe if it wasn't for his age, he would've been hard again
Liu Kang also pulls himself out, and he guides your hips gently down onto the bed as you collapse onto it, body covered in a thin sheen of sweat, chest heaving as though you've run a marathon
"do you feel better?" Liu Kang steps off the bed, unbothered with his nakedness as he travels to the other side of the room to grab the three clay cups of water sitting on a dresser
"oh, um," Cole blinks, shouldering slumping forward, chest no longer feeling so tight, "yeah, i guess i do."
the fire wielder passes a cup to Cole Young without another word and then passes one to you, pressing the cool clay to your heated skin for a few moments before you finally take it
no other cups sit on the dresser, and Cole clears his throat, "did you know that i was coming to you tonight or…?"
the both of you give him a glance, but before either can answer, the sliding door opens and reveals Kung Lao, freshly showered, only a threadbare towel hung loosely around his hips
he raises an eyebrow at the sight of Cole before he looks back to you and Liu Kang with a slight pout, "you made a move without me?"
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Warning: Lemon🍋 You're doing it in the hot spring btw...
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You never felt such a higher honor than being invited by your Grandmaster to join him in the hot spring.
After your own shower, you wrapped a towel around you and walked to where it was and where he is likely waiting on you. Yes. He's your boss. He DID have a wife. But he's a good man.
"Hello, Grandmaster Hasashi." You smile warmly at the bare man lounging in the bubbling spring. It would be unsurprising if it's only slightly hotter than normal. You'd be able to tolerate it, but you wouldn't really admire how your skin may be after.
"Just Hanzo." The literal fire fighter nods his greeting to you and beckons you to join him.
Obeying, you take no longer. Dropping that white towel before him, he still watches your face. Again, he's so honorable of a person.
The springs weren't too large, but there was enough room for you to sit anywhere, but you chose to rest right at his side along with him. Hanzo notices but didn't give it a thought.
For a minute, it was only casual talk. Casual turned to venting to each other. Light-hearted things at first until it got deep as far as Hanzo mentioning his deceased wife. Though he didn't say it, you knew well enough he misses her.
"Deepest apologies, I did not intend to invite you here as an emotional support person." The ninja says.
He's rubbing your thigh.
This makes you freeze for a bit, and it was such a smooth move that you didn't know if he even was aware.
"Hanzo? Why did you intend to invite me here?"
The hand was retracted, and he turned his face away. You were fairly certain you saw embarrassment and felt bad about it. Perhaps he's lonely, and you were one of his bright clan members.
"W-Wait- I'm sorry! I didn't mean anything negative about it- I was... I'm honestly curious. Sorry." You stammered.
"Shame and confusion has been twisting my mind and heart, Y/n L/n." He speaks in a deep voice. "But I have to say, you are a beautiful woman."
You gulped and got all heated like the water. "What are your intentions tonight, grandmaster?" Your voice has a purr for the title.
His brown eyes looked back at you. This time not only up. Those eyes peeked downward and back up maybe a few times.
Hanzo Hasashi is checking you out~
Next, he gets closer to you, and you reciprocated, which leads to a heartfelt kiss. Nothing wild yet you still end up on his lap, grinding on his leg.
Strong hands touched everywhere. Groping your breast even and playing with them until you grow the urge to attack his neck.
Softly biting his flesh, he lets out a growl and he lifts you up by your hip with ease and positions you correctly. You can feel his hard tip in the water. You can make an educated guess how much you're taking.
That surprise will come right away as he pushes you down a little too suddenly. Reacting, you hissed and flinched upward from the sting. That can be your own reason why his alias is Scorpion.
"Kantandesu, watashi no ai." He speaks low.
Again, you listen to your superior and ease up, relaxing as much as you can as he lowers you onto his dick with more gentleness on his part.
Nails sunk in his shoulders as he was bottomed out in you. This man fills you up too perfectly, you were going blank.
"Good girl." Hanzo calls you as he does the work of bouncing you up and down on his length. You let out whines as your innards were getting very pleasurable friction from his dick rubbing inside.
"Hanzo... Hanzo..." You cried.
"Say 'grandmaster'." He commands. Must be equivalent to calling him daddy.
"Y-Yes grandmaster!" You listen like a good girl.
He thrust upward, his cock hitting all the right organs. "Do you feel good?"
"Yes~" You drooled.
"Yes...?" He raises an eyebrow at you and ceased his fucking.
You didn't like that. You needed him to keep moving. "Yes, grandmaster! You're making feel really good, grandmaster!"
"Obedient girl. I trained you so well." Hasashi continues to fuck you on his lap.
Sweat beaded down the both of you during the session, which made the springs so much hotter.
"G-Grandmaster, do I have your permission to cum?" Your dazed face looks into his eyes. "Please? Pretty please, grandmaster?"
His humping slows down as he ponders lazily.
"Because you've been so magnificent. You earned your right to release." He permits you before fucking you harder on his lap which helps the build up.
You get to ride the huge wave as your orgasm occurs, crying out his title as you buck on him.
As for him, he pulls out just in time he feels the need to cum. He's not ready for another child yet after what happened to the first.
But he would've definitely looked to have your delicious walls milk him empty.
He holds you to him and plays with your hair as your vision is blurring. You couldn't quite make out his murmured praises, but they still comforted you.
Using more energy, you would kiss him again, grateful he invited you out to do something he would seem so closed up to do. It shows how much faith he has in you.
After tonight, referring to him as grandmaster will be different.
hello! lovely to see you again! it's been a little while!
i would like to request a johnny x reader smut where they're sort of enemies-to-lovers, and they finally break through all that tension and have sex, but please use praise rather than degradation if that's okay!
love you and your work, glad to see you back on this blog <3
starboy
a/n: highkey struggled a lot while writing this
pairing: johnny cage x afab!reader
warnings: nsfw (MDNI) fingering, handjobs, public sex (you're in a forest), creampies
you flick a knife at Johnny Cage, the blade just missing his head by a centimeter as it lodges into the tree next to him, and he barely even flinches, pulling it out of the tree and throwing it back at you
it lands in the dirt in front of you, and you sigh, finally latching it back into your knife holster
for the last few hours, you had thrown your knives at him, enjoying the pathetic yelps and curses he threw your way, but he had gotten desensitized to it now
"you're no fun." you pout at him and roll your shoulders back, and he glares at you from the other side of the campfire
"i wouldn't exactly call 'almost getting killed' fun." he throws a stick into the fire, watching the glames slightly flicker and rise before settling, and you blow a raspberry at him, fingers tracing the black dragon klan tattoo on your thick shoulder
"oh please, i wouldn't actually let it kill you. at least, not when we're allies," you stretch your legs out in front of you and cross your arms in front, "you take first watch. i'm going to sleep."
"fine by me." he nearly spits it towards your direction, and you snort before closing your eyes and shuffle in your position against the tree
"whatever you say, pretty boy."
"oh, so you think i'm pretty?" he smirks at you, and you groan, cracking your eyelids to shoot him a glare
"forget i said anything."
he laughs at your comment but says nothing else, and you let out a breath and fall asleep
you don't dream, but your slumber feels cut short as he whacks the back of your head
"hey! what the hell was that for?" you glare at him, stretching your arms above your head as you squint at the moon just moving past the high point in the sky
"you snore like hell, and i need my beauty sleep." he clambers back into his spot, closing his eyes, lips still turned into a snarky frown
and you roll your eyes, "not everyone can be perfect like you, starboy."
"try being more original with your insults." he settles down on the ground, shifting around to get more comfortable, and you sigh, running a hand through your cropped hair as you stare at the dying embers of the fire
the last of its light catches at the smoothening features of Johnny as he falls asleep, and you cough into your fist when you realize you're staring for too long at his lips
you hated to admit to it, but his films had been your favorite for many years
they always caused a hoot with your friends, and they were fun and brainless to watch when you got back from a particularly hard drug run with the black dragon
and well, he was conventionally attractive, you had to admit that at the very least
the forest is loud around you, crickets chirping and unknown outworld birds and animals howling into the darkness
throwing another stick into the fire pit around you, it flares enough back to life that it illuminates Johnny's features once more, and you sigh as your heart pounds in your chest
the night passes uneventfully, and you stand up and stomp out the fire before lightly kicking at his leg to get him to wake up
"hey, c'mon, day's not getting any longer, sleeping beauty." you hope you've steeled your expression enough as he groans and looks up at you through bleary eyes
"ugh, fine, whatever. let's get this manhunt over with." his voice is low, grumbly from sleep, and he runs a hand through his hair before holding his hand out towards you
you quirk your eyebrows at him, but you lift one of your hands into his, resting the weight against his
he looks at you in surprise, a slight flush overtaking his face, "i meant the water, pass me the water."
embarrassment washes through you, and you mentally berate yourself as you chuck the waterskin attached on your belt towards him
"well, look, i mean, if you wanted to hold hands with me," he swishes the water in his mouth before spitting it out and popping a fluoride tablet into his mouth, "you could've just asked."
you chuck your knife at his head again, but he doesn't flinch, only grinning when it lodges in the tree behind him
"fuck you, Cage."
"oh, i'm sure you want to." he pulls it out of the tree and hands the knife back to you, handle first, and you angrily snatch it out of his hand and put it back into its holster as you stomp in the direction of the compass meant to track Quan Chi
you flip him off as you walk off, and he follows after, whistling a nondescript tune as the forest noise wraps around the both of you
the walk is mostly uneventful except with the occasional shrill yelp of terror when a bug lands much too near Johnny's face and your resulting sigh as you swat it away from him
the ground finally starts to level out, vines no longer attempting to trip either of you up every couple of feet, and as you haul yourself over a fallen tree too big to walk around, Johnny Cage lets out a low whistle
"wow, has anyone ever told you that you have a great ass?" you land with a thud and whip your head around as Johnny Cage appears over the top of the tree and lands next to you
"are you being serious right now?" your hand threatens to crack the fragile glass of the compass you hold, and the arrow of it spins wildly
"well, i just didn't expect for someone so gorgeous to be involved with a mercenary group." he wipes off some dirt and loose bark from the armor he wears and flashes a grin, "i've seen the black dragon. they're not the prettiest bunch."
you bare your teeth at him, "don't insult them like that."
"okay, sweetheart, whatever you say." Johnny raises his hands up in fake surrender, and you can feel a vessel bursting in your head at the nickname
"don't call me that." you point your knife at him, and he just gives you a teasing smile
"aw, what, feeling a little hot under the collar, baby?" he laughs, and before you can react, the air behind him splits open, a hellish tentacle whipping out to kill him
you throw your dagger past Johnny's head, the blade digging into the tentacle's flesh, and the portal lets out a screech as it closes, slicing the appendage in half
it wriggles on the ground dying as you draw your other dagger, and Johnny immediately turns around so that the both of you have your backs pressed against each other
all around, the air erupts into portals, and Quan Chi appears out of one in front of the both of you
the compass attached to your belt spins wildly, the arrow flying off and cracking the glass
"ah, so Liu Kang has sent his worst champions to come and deal with me. i don't know whether to be offended or not." Quan Chi strides slowly around the two of you, hands clasped behind his back as if unbothered
"we're here to bring you back to pay for your crimes, Quan Chi. the others will have already brought back Shang Tsung." you grip onto your blade a little tighter, and you can hear Johnny let out a nervous huff
"i doubt that." he gives the both of you a small smile before whipping his hand forward, and the portals spit forward tentacles intent on killing you
you dive towards the sorcerer, blade drawn, and you grit your teeth as he dodges them, his arms a blur against yours as you attempt to stab him
behind you, you can hear Johnny fending off the tentacles, only attacking him one at a time as Quan Chi devotes his attention between the two of you
the sorcerer shoots his hand forward, intending on hitting your chest, and you disengage from him, dodging off to the side to throw your dagger at him and grab the one still stabbed into the tentacle
Quan Chi catches the dagger by the handle, looking back at you as you leap towards him, dagger raised high
he moves just enough so that it doesn't stab through his head, but it still pierces through his shoulder, an angry shout echoing from him as he does so
his arm rips you off of him, and you are thrown into a nearby tree, your ribs cracking at the impacct
Johnny shouts, foot flying through the air as it strikes Quan Chi's face, letting out a deafeaning cracking through the now silent forest
before he can deal a final blow, the sorcerer opens portal beneath him, closing it just before Johnny's foot lands on the ground
"ugh, fuck." you pick yourself off the ground, wincing at the feeling of your ribs aching, and Johnny rushes toward you
"we should head back. you're hurt." his hands wrap around your bicep, and you shrug him off as you look at the compass again
"i'm fine. just bruised, and we can't head back yet. we haven't…" your voice trails off at the sight of the broken compass, arrow clattering in the glass uselessly
Johnny raises an eyebrow at you before slinging one of your arms over his shoulders, "c'mon, let's get back."
"and, uh, hey," he glances down at you briefly, "guess all that knife-throwing at my head finally paid off."
"pfft, yeah, i guess so." you smile up at him, and he cracks one right back at you
your heart pounds in your chest at the sight, and you look away from him
he raises his eyebrows at the sight of you embarrassed before a slow creeping smirk appears on his face, "aw, what, got a little crush on me?"
you drop your face into a scowl and go to push him away, but Johnny refuses to let go of the arm you have slung around his shoulder
"just shut up." you're tempted to smack him in the face, and when you go back to look at him, you almost flinch backwards at how he looks at you, eyelids drooped down and face tilted to that if you brought your face towards him, you both would kiss
"mmm, i could definitely think of a few ways you could shut me up." he glances towards your lips, and you wet them with your tongue before clearing your throat and looking away
"i, um," awkwardness now pervades the air, and the both of you come to a halt as you stop walking, "look, this wouldn't ever work. i'm black dragon. you're with Liu Kang."
his hand grips a little tighter onto your arm as you trail off into silence
"well, one time wouldn't hurt, would it?"
you make the mistake of glancing back at him, his eyes observing you, lips slightly curved into a pout, hair just mussed enough to coer his forehead
"fuck it." you tilt your face towards and kiss him, twisting your body so that you can bury your hand into his hair while the other grips onto his shoulder
he moans into the kiss, walking you backwards until your back hits a tree, and both of his hands squeezes at your waist
one of his hands dips underneath your loose shirt, trailing along the skin of your side mindlessly before finally messing with the metal of your belt
you break from the kiss, your own fingers fumbling with the clasp, but you can hardly concentrate as Johnny then moves his attention to your neck, lips pressing against the sensitive skin
the buckle finally comes loose, and you bring your hands up to dig into the thick armor covering Johnny's back as he dips one hand down into your underwear
"oh-fuck!" you bang your head against the tree, biting down on your lip as he grinds his palm into your clit, and his fingers collect your arousal onto them before slowly thrusting into you
"c'mon, let me hear all those pretty noises, sweetheart," Johnny sounds breathless, and you groan as he sucks a hickey into your neck, his fingers crooking inside of you
the sound is muffled, barely audible over the sound of your rustling clothes, but the whimper that falls from you is unmistakeable as he fucks his fingers directly into your sweet spot
"there it is. you're taking it so well, baby." he tilts his head back to swallow your moans, your pussy clenching around his fingers, and your hand fumbles as you palm him through his pants
he groans as well, sweat starting to bead at his hairline, and he presses his palm insistently into your clit
it's just enough to send you over the edge, and you moan into his mouth, your hips twitching as his fingers fuck you through your orgasm
your hands fly up to his waist, and as he pulls his hands out of your pants, you finally get his gear belt to drop to the ground
he rests his forehead on your shoulder as you pull his bottoms just down far enough to reveal his cock, flushed red and aching as you wrap your fingers around it
"oh fuck, just like that, oh-oh shit," he groans into the side of your neck, eyelashes fluttering as you stroke his dick, thumb swiping along the slit
you bite your lip as his hips stutter forward into your fist, and you finally take the chance to kiss at his neck as well, teeth nipping at the skin
"stop, stop," he grabs onto your wrist, face flushed red and eyebrows furrowed in concentration, and you feel a deep sense of dread suddenly drop into your chest
"i'm-i'm gonna cum if you keep doing that, and i want to fuck you first."
oh. you release his cock from your hand, bringing both of your arms up to wrap around his neck, and he settles his hands at your hips as he pulls your pants down
you step out of them clumsily, nearly losing your balance as Johnny kisses you once more, now desperate and messy as his teeth accidentally clack into yours
his cock rubs against your shirt, pre-cum staining the fabric, and he taps at your thigh, signaling for you to wrap it around his waist
you listen and let out a surprised sound when he hooks his arm underneath the bend of your elbow to keep you spread
he finally parts from the kiss and simply leans his forward against yours as he uses his free hand to guide himself into your pussy, and the both of you groan in unison at the feeling
"shit, you're so-you're so tight." Johnny hisses it between his teeth, eyes shut in concentration, and you let out a whimper as he bottoms out
"well, it's-fuck-it's been a while." the stretch is more than you're expecting, and you whimper as his hips do an experimental thrust
he starts slow, his grip readjusting on you as he gains speed, and neither of you can keep quiet when Johnny starts to fuck you
his mouth is on you, your lips, your neck, your face, everywhere, and you keep him close to you, fingers digging into his armor
your cunt clenches around him, and he lets out an audible whimper, breath hot against your neck, "fuck, taking me so well, doing so good for me."
it send another wave of arousal through you, and as he easily adjusts you, bringing you up further along the tree so that he has a better angle to fuck into you, you groan, hips attempting to fuck back down onto him as you cum
the bark digging into your back feels negligible to the pleasure burning through you, and it disappears from your mind entirely as Johnny kisses you again, his own whines buried against your tongue as he cums inside of you
he fucks you through the both of your orgasms, lazily grinding his pelvis into you, until the both of you are breathless
"uh, um," he slowly releases his grip on your hips, slowly pulling out of you, and there isn't much more than he can do besides pull up his pants, "well…"
you do the same, face now burning with embarrassment (and a little bit of pride) that you had just fucked Johnny Cage
"that was good, but we should head back. forget it happened." you mutter it under your breath, glancing away from Johnny's face, unwilling to see how he reacts
"yeah, okay." he coughs into his hand awkward, as if not knowing how to act anymore, and you finish clasping your belt into the loop holes of your pants
hello! lovely to see you again! it's been a little while!
i would like to request a johnny x reader smut where they're sort of enemies-to-lovers, and they finally break through all that tension and have sex, but please use praise rather than degradation if that's okay!
love you and your work, glad to see you back on this blog <3
starboy
a/n: highkey struggled a lot while writing this
pairing: johnny cage x afab!reader
warnings: nsfw (MDNI) fingering, handjobs, public sex (you're in a forest), creampies
you flick a knife at Johnny Cage, the blade just missing his head by a centimeter as it lodges into the tree next to him, and he barely even flinches, pulling it out of the tree and throwing it back at you
it lands in the dirt in front of you, and you sigh, finally latching it back into your knife holster
for the last few hours, you had thrown your knives at him, enjoying the pathetic yelps and curses he threw your way, but he had gotten desensitized to it now
"you're no fun." you pout at him and roll your shoulders back, and he glares at you from the other side of the campfire
"i wouldn't exactly call 'almost getting killed' fun." he throws a stick into the fire, watching the glames slightly flicker and rise before settling, and you blow a raspberry at him, fingers tracing the black dragon klan tattoo on your thick shoulder
"oh please, i wouldn't actually let it kill you. at least, not when we're allies," you stretch your legs out in front of you and cross your arms in front, "you take first watch. i'm going to sleep."
"fine by me." he nearly spits it towards your direction, and you snort before closing your eyes and shuffle in your position against the tree
"whatever you say, pretty boy."
"oh, so you think i'm pretty?" he smirks at you, and you groan, cracking your eyelids to shoot him a glare
"forget i said anything."
he laughs at your comment but says nothing else, and you let out a breath and fall asleep
you don't dream, but your slumber feels cut short as he whacks the back of your head
"hey! what the hell was that for?" you glare at him, stretching your arms above your head as you squint at the moon just moving past the high point in the sky
"you snore like hell, and i need my beauty sleep." he clambers back into his spot, closing his eyes, lips still turned into a snarky frown
and you roll your eyes, "not everyone can be perfect like you, starboy."
"try being more original with your insults." he settles down on the ground, shifting around to get more comfortable, and you sigh, running a hand through your cropped hair as you stare at the dying embers of the fire
the last of its light catches at the smoothening features of Johnny as he falls asleep, and you cough into your fist when you realize you're staring for too long at his lips
you hated to admit to it, but his films had been your favorite for many years
they always caused a hoot with your friends, and they were fun and brainless to watch when you got back from a particularly hard drug run with the black dragon
and well, he was conventionally attractive, you had to admit that at the very least
the forest is loud around you, crickets chirping and unknown outworld birds and animals howling into the darkness
throwing another stick into the fire pit around you, it flares enough back to life that it illuminates Johnny's features once more, and you sigh as your heart pounds in your chest
the night passes uneventfully, and you stand up and stomp out the fire before lightly kicking at his leg to get him to wake up
"hey, c'mon, day's not getting any longer, sleeping beauty." you hope you've steeled your expression enough as he groans and looks up at you through bleary eyes
"ugh, fine, whatever. let's get this manhunt over with." his voice is low, grumbly from sleep, and he runs a hand through his hair before holding his hand out towards you
you quirk your eyebrows at him, but you lift one of your hands into his, resting the weight against his
he looks at you in surprise, a slight flush overtaking his face, "i meant the water, pass me the water."
embarrassment washes through you, and you mentally berate yourself as you chuck the waterskin attached on your belt towards him
"well, look, i mean, if you wanted to hold hands with me," he swishes the water in his mouth before spitting it out and popping a fluoride tablet into his mouth, "you could've just asked."
you chuck your knife at his head again, but he doesn't flinch, only grinning when it lodges in the tree behind him
"fuck you, Cage."
"oh, i'm sure you want to." he pulls it out of the tree and hands the knife back to you, handle first, and you angrily snatch it out of his hand and put it back into its holster as you stomp in the direction of the compass meant to track Quan Chi
you flip him off as you walk off, and he follows after, whistling a nondescript tune as the forest noise wraps around the both of you
the walk is mostly uneventful except with the occasional shrill yelp of terror when a bug lands much too near Johnny's face and your resulting sigh as you swat it away from him
the ground finally starts to level out, vines no longer attempting to trip either of you up every couple of feet, and as you haul yourself over a fallen tree too big to walk around, Johnny Cage lets out a low whistle
"wow, has anyone ever told you that you have a great ass?" you land with a thud and whip your head around as Johnny Cage appears over the top of the tree and lands next to you
"are you being serious right now?" your hand threatens to crack the fragile glass of the compass you hold, and the arrow of it spins wildly
"well, i just didn't expect for someone so gorgeous to be involved with a mercenary group." he wipes off some dirt and loose bark from the armor he wears and flashes a grin, "i've seen the black dragon. they're not the prettiest bunch."
you bare your teeth at him, "don't insult them like that."
"okay, sweetheart, whatever you say." Johnny raises his hands up in fake surrender, and you can feel a vessel bursting in your head at the nickname
"don't call me that." you point your knife at him, and he just gives you a teasing smile
"aw, what, feeling a little hot under the collar, baby?" he laughs, and before you can react, the air behind him splits open, a hellish tentacle whipping out to kill him
you throw your dagger past Johnny's head, the blade digging into the tentacle's flesh, and the portal lets out a screech as it closes, slicing the appendage in half
it wriggles on the ground dying as you draw your other dagger, and Johnny immediately turns around so that the both of you have your backs pressed against each other
all around, the air erupts into portals, and Quan Chi appears out of one in front of the both of you
the compass attached to your belt spins wildly, the arrow flying off and cracking the glass
"ah, so Liu Kang has sent his worst champions to come and deal with me. i don't know whether to be offended or not." Quan Chi strides slowly around the two of you, hands clasped behind his back as if unbothered
"we're here to bring you back to pay for your crimes, Quan Chi. the others will have already brought back Shang Tsung." you grip onto your blade a little tighter, and you can hear Johnny let out a nervous huff
"i doubt that." he gives the both of you a small smile before whipping his hand forward, and the portals spit forward tentacles intent on killing you
you dive towards the sorcerer, blade drawn, and you grit your teeth as he dodges them, his arms a blur against yours as you attempt to stab him
behind you, you can hear Johnny fending off the tentacles, only attacking him one at a time as Quan Chi devotes his attention between the two of you
the sorcerer shoots his hand forward, intending on hitting your chest, and you disengage from him, dodging off to the side to throw your dagger at him and grab the one still stabbed into the tentacle
Quan Chi catches the dagger by the handle, looking back at you as you leap towards him, dagger raised high
he moves just enough so that it doesn't stab through his head, but it still pierces through his shoulder, an angry shout echoing from him as he does so
his arm rips you off of him, and you are thrown into a nearby tree, your ribs cracking at the impacct
Johnny shouts, foot flying through the air as it strikes Quan Chi's face, letting out a deafeaning cracking through the now silent forest
before he can deal a final blow, the sorcerer opens portal beneath him, closing it just before Johnny's foot lands on the ground
"ugh, fuck." you pick yourself off the ground, wincing at the feeling of your ribs aching, and Johnny rushes toward you
"we should head back. you're hurt." his hands wrap around your bicep, and you shrug him off as you look at the compass again
"i'm fine. just bruised, and we can't head back yet. we haven't…" your voice trails off at the sight of the broken compass, arrow clattering in the glass uselessly
Johnny raises an eyebrow at you before slinging one of your arms over his shoulders, "c'mon, let's get back."
"and, uh, hey," he glances down at you briefly, "guess all that knife-throwing at my head finally paid off."
"pfft, yeah, i guess so." you smile up at him, and he cracks one right back at you
your heart pounds in your chest at the sight, and you look away from him
he raises his eyebrows at the sight of you embarrassed before a slow creeping smirk appears on his face, "aw, what, got a little crush on me?"
you drop your face into a scowl and go to push him away, but Johnny refuses to let go of the arm you have slung around his shoulder
"just shut up." you're tempted to smack him in the face, and when you go back to look at him, you almost flinch backwards at how he looks at you, eyelids drooped down and face tilted to that if you brought your face towards him, you both would kiss
"mmm, i could definitely think of a few ways you could shut me up." he glances towards your lips, and you wet them with your tongue before clearing your throat and looking away
"i, um," awkwardness now pervades the air, and the both of you come to a halt as you stop walking, "look, this wouldn't ever work. i'm black dragon. you're with Liu Kang."
his hand grips a little tighter onto your arm as you trail off into silence
"well, one time wouldn't hurt, would it?"
you make the mistake of glancing back at him, his eyes observing you, lips slightly curved into a pout, hair just mussed enough to coer his forehead
"fuck it." you tilt your face towards and kiss him, twisting your body so that you can bury your hand into his hair while the other grips onto his shoulder
he moans into the kiss, walking you backwards until your back hits a tree, and both of his hands squeezes at your waist
one of his hands dips underneath your loose shirt, trailing along the skin of your side mindlessly before finally messing with the metal of your belt
you break from the kiss, your own fingers fumbling with the clasp, but you can hardly concentrate as Johnny then moves his attention to your neck, lips pressing against the sensitive skin
the buckle finally comes loose, and you bring your hands up to dig into the thick armor covering Johnny's back as he dips one hand down into your underwear
"oh-fuck!" you bang your head against the tree, biting down on your lip as he grinds his palm into your clit, and his fingers collect your arousal onto them before slowly thrusting into you
"c'mon, let me hear all those pretty noises, sweetheart," Johnny sounds breathless, and you groan as he sucks a hickey into your neck, his fingers crooking inside of you
the sound is muffled, barely audible over the sound of your rustling clothes, but the whimper that falls from you is unmistakeable as he fucks his fingers directly into your sweet spot
"there it is. you're taking it so well, baby." he tilts his head back to swallow your moans, your pussy clenching around his fingers, and your hand fumbles as you palm him through his pants
he groans as well, sweat starting to bead at his hairline, and he presses his palm insistently into your clit
it's just enough to send you over the edge, and you moan into his mouth, your hips twitching as his fingers fuck you through your orgasm
your hands fly up to his waist, and as he pulls his hands out of your pants, you finally get his gear belt to drop to the ground
he rests his forehead on your shoulder as you pull his bottoms just down far enough to reveal his cock, flushed red and aching as you wrap your fingers around it
"oh fuck, just like that, oh-oh shit," he groans into the side of your neck, eyelashes fluttering as you stroke his dick, thumb swiping along the slit
you bite your lip as his hips stutter forward into your fist, and you finally take the chance to kiss at his neck as well, teeth nipping at the skin
"stop, stop," he grabs onto your wrist, face flushed red and eyebrows furrowed in concentration, and you feel a deep sense of dread suddenly drop into your chest
"i'm-i'm gonna cum if you keep doing that, and i want to fuck you first."
oh. you release his cock from your hand, bringing both of your arms up to wrap around his neck, and he settles his hands at your hips as he pulls your pants down
you step out of them clumsily, nearly losing your balance as Johnny kisses you once more, now desperate and messy as his teeth accidentally clack into yours
his cock rubs against your shirt, pre-cum staining the fabric, and he taps at your thigh, signaling for you to wrap it around his waist
you listen and let out a surprised sound when he hooks his arm underneath the bend of your elbow to keep you spread
he finally parts from the kiss and simply leans his forward against yours as he uses his free hand to guide himself into your pussy, and the both of you groan in unison at the feeling
"shit, you're so-you're so tight." Johnny hisses it between his teeth, eyes shut in concentration, and you let out a whimper as he bottoms out
"well, it's-fuck-it's been a while." the stretch is more than you're expecting, and you whimper as his hips do an experimental thrust
he starts slow, his grip readjusting on you as he gains speed, and neither of you can keep quiet when Johnny starts to fuck you
his mouth is on you, your lips, your neck, your face, everywhere, and you keep him close to you, fingers digging into his armor
your cunt clenches around him, and he lets out an audible whimper, breath hot against your neck, "fuck, taking me so well, doing so good for me."
it send another wave of arousal through you, and as he easily adjusts you, bringing you up further along the tree so that he has a better angle to fuck into you, you groan, hips attempting to fuck back down onto him as you cum
the bark digging into your back feels negligible to the pleasure burning through you, and it disappears from your mind entirely as Johnny kisses you again, his own whines buried against your tongue as he cums inside of you
he fucks you through the both of your orgasms, lazily grinding his pelvis into you, until the both of you are breathless
"uh, um," he slowly releases his grip on your hips, slowly pulling out of you, and there isn't much more than he can do besides pull up his pants, "well…"
you do the same, face now burning with embarrassment (and a little bit of pride) that you had just fucked Johnny Cage
"that was good, but we should head back. forget it happened." you mutter it under your breath, glancing away from Johnny's face, unwilling to see how he reacts
"yeah, okay." he coughs into his hand awkward, as if not knowing how to act anymore, and you finish clasping your belt into the loop holes of your pants
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you grit your teeth, sweat clinging to your forehead as you grip onto Shao Kahn's silk robe, and a little whimper leaves your throat as you grind your clit against his thigh
the throne room is silent except for your moans, and the only evidence that Shao Kahn feels remotely affected is the way his gaze is focused solely on you
he hums, leaning back slightly in his throne as he watches you pleasure yourself on his thigh, skin textured with scales and scars, and you tremble as another wave of arousal leaks from your pussy
"Shao…I don't-what if-" your eyes dart around anxiously around the room, nervous about someone showing up, especially Shang Tsung or Quan Chi
they had a penchant for appearing without any prior notice. at least, the others knocked or only came when called
Shao Kahn grunts, flexing the hard muscle of his leg against you, and you whine, hips stuttering as you momentarily stop
"let them see. then, they will know you are mine." Shao Kahn moves one of his hands from the arm rest to cusp your chin, the entirety of your face engulfed by his thick fingers
underneath the mask, you can feel him smirking at you as your heart races, red eyes glowing in the dim light of the throne room, "now, move. i want to see my favorite consort cum on my thigh."
his hand slaps at the side of your thigh before it returns to its spot on the arm rest, and you nod, readjusting yourself for a second before moving your hips again
he watches, unmoving as you whine and tuck your face away from his view, heat burning through your body as you hump against him like a dog
your shoulders shake along with your legs with the effort, and you groan as your clit grinds over a particularly rough patch on his thigh, scales rubbing directly into the sensitive nub
Shao Kahn tilts his head as you lose your breath, whines coming out high-pitched and needy as you fuck yourself along your thigh, and he hums with contentment as you cum, your body shaking with the pleasure
you let yourself fall against his body in exhaustion, and he raises a hand to squeeze your muscled shoulder before moving both of his hands to wrap around your waist and easily lifts you into his lap
"good." his chest rumbles as he flips you around so that your front faces the emptiness of the throne room, and the praise shoots through you and straight to your pussy as you clench around nothing
he glances down at the mess you've left on his thigh as he hooks your legs around his so that you are spread, and he slides his hand down your chest, giving it a rough squeeze before running it down the length of your stomach
his thick fingers ghost over your sensitive clit, and he runs his hand through your arousal, your need slick and drooling onto his expensive robe
Shao Kahn turns his fingers in the light, as if examining your work, and you squirm in discomfort, heat flushing through your face as he brings his hand back down to rub messy rough circles against your clit
"my favorite consort. my favorite guard. King Jerrod's best reduced down to this." Shao Kahn's voice rumbles, one hand slow and steady against you while the other rubs itself along your thigh, unhurried in its path
"what would he say if he saw you like this? so pathetic and needy for his enemy?" one of his fingers slowly fucks into your pussy, and you whimper as he asks the question, mouth dry as you struggle to answer
"i-i, uh," the words flounder as he slowly slides in another thick fingers into your pussy, and your hips twitch at the stretch
"hm," Shao Kahn says nothing more as he thrusts his fingers in and out of you, the sound wet and obnoxious, and your back arches away from him as you pant
the sound of magic appears by the side, and you snap your eyes open, thighs attempting to shut at the sight of Shang Tsung and Quan Chi appearing in the throne room
Shao Kahn's other hand, previously lazily running along your thigh, grips onto the muscle tight, claws digging into he skin, and he growls low into your ear, "do not."
his earlier words echo in your mind, but shame still runs through your body and tears prick at the edge of your eyes as the two of them look at you fully displayed
"shall i come back at a later time?" Shang Tsung, to his credit, does not react much, and Quan Chi stands stock still at his side, glancing away from the sight
"state your business, sorcerer." Shao Kahn grinds his palm into your clit, fingers pressing into your sweet spot, and you fight the whine threatening to spill from your throat
"we have produced a successful clone of Kitana. Quan Chi and i thought you might like to see." Shang Tsung ignores you, head tilted back in arrogance, and Shao Kahn hums at the information as you tremble in his lap
his fingers have taken to fucking into your roughly, the squelch of your pussy apparent and loud in the silence, and you can't help a small whimper as you cum in Shao Kahn's hand, small tears falling from your cheeks in embarrassment
he fucks you through your orgasm as he speaks, "and you are sure she is perfect?"
"who do you think i am?" Shang Tsung quips back quickly, and you can feel Shao Kahn tense underneath you before relaxing, his free hand kneading into the muscle of your thigh
pulling his fingers from your pussy, he lazily wipes it against his robes and lifts you out of his lap and onto the adjacent throne next to his
"i will be back. do not move. we are not done." he cups your face once more, hand lingering for a moment longer than it should before leaving with Shang Tsung
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How did you figure out your writing style? Also how did you figure out how to like- I guess use adjectives and verbs so well? I want to make a fic but I’m having such a hard timee :( your writing is so good!
awww, that's such a comment!! thank you so much. honestly, i've been consistently-ish writing for 3 years now, so most of my usage of adjectives and verbs is experience. BUT, when i was fist starting out, it was all vibes.
my advice would just to be read fics/books/whatever that emulate the type of style you like best and then you can take certain elements from their writing and incorporate it into your own voice. a lot of it is just practice and time, but that's pretty much it. make sure you're having fun though when you write because sometimes i look back on certain fics, and i can tell i didn't want to write that or wasn't in the mood.
thank you again for such a sweet comment and good luck on your fic writing journey!!!
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