kai’s slut

Decorating the chrismas tree

Charecters : remy, scott, jean, charles, rogue

Remy:

-if your not tall enough, he'd pick you up to put the star on the tree

-candy canes, chocolates, biscuits all are on the tree

-he'd let you do most of the decorating but would join in, making sure your fine with the placements

Scott:

-perfectionist. If the tree isnt colour coordinated he will be upset and re-do it while your not looking

-he'd make you use a ladder to put the star

-he'd make you a hot chocolate while your decorating

Jean:

-she'd have such a white, American vlogger mom chrismas tree.

-baking cookies and going all out while you decorate

-all her decorations would be either blue or red. On a pure white christmas tree that constantly sheds.

Charles:

-he'd make everyone do it

-probably to busy making out with erik to care

Rogue:

-she'd make matching ornaments for you guys, putting them right besides each other

-she would stay right by your side as you do it all

-would let you tale full control of the tree besides the star. She HAS to the star.

A/n: prompt based off my mom making me a gambit and rogue ball ball :D

Ice skating for the first time

Charecters : remy LeBeau, scott summers, logan howlett, jubilee

Remy:

-he would help you get your skates on no matter how much you try to convince him you can do it yourself

-his arms stay around you waist as you first get onto the ice, making sure your stable

-'are you ok' with every single pet name that he can think of whenever you fall

-compares you to a newborn fawn

Scott:

-he would make sure your near him at all times

-his parental instincts take over, worried that one slip could seriously injure you

-despite all the concern he feels, he does let you go once hes sure you'll be extremely careful

Logan:

-at first he'd be ready adamant about not doing it, going as far as to say 'ask one more time and im dragging straight back'

-doesn't join you on the ice but keeps a close eye on you from the side

-after a bit he begins to feel guilty so he joins you on the ice, grumbling under his breath but fully knowing its his fault he joined you

Jubilee:

-it was definitely her idea to go ice skating, beging you to join her

-she'd make you hold hand while you guys skate to make sure you dont slip

-if you'd fall she would be trying to stifle a giggle but would ask if your ok anyways

A/n: im so sorry if this is bad, i need to get back into this stuff and its gonna take a while for my writing to get good again

Kai Anderson x child!reader p.2

link to part one

platonic angst, fluff

warnings: attempted harassment, violence

It’s your first night at your new home. The blue haired man who took you was surprisingly gentle. He had given you a room and left you in there for a few hours while going to discuss some things with his cult, before dismissing them and making you dinner. He had now laid you down in bed and gently tucked the duvet over you, making sure you were nice and comfortable.

"Comfy, sweetheart?"

you nod but look unsure of something. He notices your unsure expression and gently sits down on the edge of the bed next to you

"What's wrong, sweetie?"

"It's just...l usually sleep with a nightlight and cuddle with my plushies" you say softly, your innocent eyes looking a little sad again.

Kai didn't have either of those, that's for sure. He sighed and put a hand on your head again, slowly running his fingers through your hair again

"I don't really have a nightlight or plushies around here... but I can try and get some for you in the morning, okay?"

He gently patted your head as he spoke. Kai would definitely have to go shopping the next day. For a nightlight, plushies, toys, clothes, food, snacks, and just everything that a child needs. He couldn't just leave you in an empty and cold room with nothing to keep you entertained.

you nod. "Thank you" you say softly

He chuckled slightly and smiled again, his heart melting at your politeness and innocence. "You're very welcome, sweetheart." He continued to run his fingers through your hair.

"Get some sleep, okay?"

you still look hesitant because of your lack of a nightlight and plushies but you nod, not wanting to bother Kai. He noticed that you still looked a bit hesitant and sighed

"Honey, you can ask me for anything you need, you know that right?"

He paused for a moment and then spoke again

"Do...do you want me to stay here in the room until you fall asleep?"

your eyes widen in surprise but after a moment, you nod shyly

He smiled again and nodded

"Okay, sweetheart. I can stay here for a while until you fall asleep."

He gently tucked the duvet a bit tighter on you and patted your head again

"Goodnight" you whisper and close your eyes, curling up under the blanket and nuzzling your pillow.

"Goodnight. Sleep well."

He continued to run his fingers through your hair as you closed your eyes. He wasn't planning on spending the entire night in your room, he was going to head back to his bedroom to sleep eventually. But for now, he'll stay in your room, watching you fall asleep.

It's the next morning and your eyes slowly flutter open. You take a moment to remember your surroundings and that you're now the child of a cult leader. After a moment, you notice a figure by the door and jolt, being startled. It's not Kai, maybe one of his followers.

He's looking at you creepily.

He silently eyed you up and down, a smirk crawling across his face. He continued to eye you as he leaned against the wall, and spoke in a rough voice with a smirk plastered on his face still.

"Come on now, don't be scared. I won't hurt ya." He slowly walked farther into the room and began walking closer towards your bed

Without thinking, you scream.

"Daddy!"

downstairs, Kai was discussing something with some of his followers but he paused when he heard your voice.

"What the hell?"

Kai quickly began making his way up the stairs when he continued to hear talking coming from the room you were in, getting a very bad feeling as he did. When he opened the door to your room, he immediately saw the cult member sitting on the edge of your bed while you looked absolutely terrified. Anger and rage instantly filled Kai.

"What the hell are you doing in here?"

The cult member was startled when the blue haired man suddenly barged into the room, looking back at him with a shocked expression

"I was just checking up on the newbie, Divine Ruler-"

"Checking up on her?"

Kai slowly stalked up to the cult member and immediately reached out and grabbed by the collar of his shirt, pulling him up violently out of the bed and pinning him against the wall

you let out a startled whimper

He heard it and made a quick glance over at you, silently cursing at himself for making you scared. But right now he's more concerned about the idiot standing in front of him

"And exactly why were you in here checking up on her? I don't recall me giving any of you permission to come in here."

The cult member was completely shocked and frightened. He knew he should probably back down, but he didn't want to look like a coward

"I was just seeing what condition the newbie was in....see if she was suitable for the cult."

Kai just scoffs and drags the man out of your room, not wanting to scare you. He was pissed, absolutely livid that he came into your room. He was going to make an example of him for his other followers, they knew not to touch you and yet this bastard tried to.

You’re Kai’s daughter now, he’ll always protect you.

dividers by @aquazero

Surprise

Jimmy Darling x gn!reader jazzy's birthday celebration

You had insisted that you don't need anything special for your birthday.

But Jimmy refused to accept that. He feels so lucky to have a beautiful, normal person that loves him wholeheartedly; he just has to show his appreciation for you.

So now here he is, on stage in front of the audience at the freak show. You're in the front row, watching your boyfriend with a soft smile.

With a grin, he speaks into the microphone.

“Happy birthday, darling.”

Music plays and Jimmy begins to sing, making your eyes widen and your cheeks flush. Your boyfriend’s raspy voice makes you swoon all over again.

Once the song ends and Jimmy gets off stage, you immediately head backstage, jumping into his arms. He chuckles softly and effortlessly lifts you up, your legs wrapped around his waist. He pecks your lips before speaking. “Did you enjoy the show?”

“I loved it. Best present ever.”

⭑.ᐟwarnings: none.

𓏲 ๋࣭  ࣪ ˖ a/n: another random idea (It's 1am) cuz i want to play roblox with him, i think it's adorable. ☹🙏

Peter Maximoff x gn!reader.

You wanted to spend more time with your boyfriend in a cute but not boring way. You know Peter loves games so much do you decided to try Roblox with him. It's another activity that both of you can enjoy.

Roblox seemed entertaining for someone like Peter, you recommended it to Peter and you want to try it with him.

Warren Lipka x fem!reader x Kai Anderson

boyfriend Warren, pre cult Kai, smut: nipple play, p in v, oral (m!receiving), no protection, creampie

You're at a party that your boyfriend dragged you to, curled up into his side on the living room couch as he smokes a joint.

Warren's arm is wrapped around you, and as he slowly exhales the smoke, his eyes flicker to someone on the opposite side of the room.

The guy with shoulder length brown hair catches his gaze and looks at the two of you. Warren grins and gestures for him to come over. He does and sits down on the opposite side of the couch, smelling of weed. You finally turn your head a little to get a good look at him and realize that he is very attractive. Like a grumpy version of your boyfriend.

"Sup man?" Warren speaks, sparking a conversation.

The two of them chat with you occasionally joining in, but for the most part you remain quiet and cuddled up to Warren.

Your boyfriend's eyes are locked on Kai as he speaks, but your breath hitches as the hand that's on your right thigh starts to trail higher. Warren keeps his gaze on the other man but it's obvious from the smirk on his face that he noticed your reaction.

Somehow you end up in your boyfriend's basement, laying upside down on his bed naked as he and Kai watch you.

The atmosphere is thick with tension and you can feel yourself getting wetter by the second. Warren and Kai start to slowly undress. God, even their dicks are similar in size.

Once all of you are naked, Warren pulls you against him, his mouth descending upon your breast. Your fingers tangle in his hair as he licked and sucked at your nipple, making you squirm with pleasure.

Kai also moves towards you, his hands reaching out to touch you and his lips closing over your other breast. His caresses are gentle and precise, sending tingles down your spine.

Warren swings your legs over his shoulders while Kai stands and leans against the edge of the bed. Your boyfriend slowly enters your velvety walls while Kai slides his cock into your mouth, his thrusts matching the rhythm of Warren's strokes. The sensation was overwhelming, the dual penetration driving you wild with delight.

Kai's hands cradled your head, guiding you as you sucked him harder, while Warren's fingers dug into your hips, pushing you downward to meet his movements. The room echoed with your muffled mewls and slurps, punctuated by the sounds of moans and grunting coming from the two men.

Just when you thought things couldn't get any hotter, Warren flipped you onto your stomach, entering you once more as Kai resumes fucking your face. Now you were stuck on your hands and knees between the two, receiving simultaneous pleasures that threatened to send you spiraling into oblivion.

Tears form in your eyes as you gag around Kai's length, his thrusts becoming sloppy while you can feel Warren bruising your cervix. He cums first, groaning as he shoots down your throat. You swallow what you can, your face a mess of drool and tears. After a moment, he pulls out of your mouth, staring down at you with a dark gaze.

Now you focus solely on Warren’s relentless pounding. “That’s it baby” he pants. With one final thrust, you come hard, your entire body convulsing under the onslaught of sensations. Your love is right behind you, painting your insides white.

picture made by @langdonss <3

crack fic inspired by a conversation with Duckie :D

"That's it" Kai grunts, towering over you as you kneel.

He relentlessly fucks your face, not giving you a chance to breathe. All that can be heard in the room is Kai's groans and your wet gags.

With a low moan, he stills, his cock stuffed down your throat. His orgasm hits and blueberries shoot down your esophagus, making you choke. Daddy Smurf is truly magical, blueberries spurting out of his cockheard instead of cum. Your mouth gets filled up quickly and you cough harshly on the berries.

Kai finally pulls out of your mouth, his tip covered in your saliva and blueberry juice. It drips onto the floor below and he just stares down at you with a look of dominance.

"You should be honored to taste the Divine Ruler's berries."

Jimmy Darling x reader

requested by anon

Warnings: smut- double penetration, fingering, vaginal and anal, squirting

"Nghh" you whine, trying to control your squirming. Jimmy has a shit-eating grin on his face as he hovers above you, his conjoined index and middle fingers fingering your cunt while his attached ring and pinkie fingers tease the entrance of your ass.

"Just relax darling" he purrs in that southern accent.

With that, he slowly dips his fingers into your other hole. You mewl softly, the intrusion feeling strange to you. Your eyes soon flutter closed though and you moan as Jimmy's thumb rubs circles onto your clit, his other fingers still twisting around in your cunt. All your nerves are being stimulated, and soon you encounter the most intense orgasm of your life. The coil in your lower body snaps and you cry out Jimmy's name while arching your back, your toes curling.

The lobster boy watches in awe as you come undone right in front of his eyes. He becomes even more ecstatic as clear fluid gushes out of your cunt and coats his hand. Guess his lobster claws have a use after all.

WARNINGS: mdni﹒fem!reader﹒bloodplay ִֶָ࣪˖ ִֶָ་༘࿐ A/N: for @acrosstheunivcrse bc i agree. we need more fics about the countess

THE COUNTESS stands before you, a terrifying yet breathtaking sight—long platinum blonde hair cascading over her shoulders, covering her nude body like a veil. blood-red lips contrast sharply against pale, almost luminescent white skin, a living portrait of perfection. she resembles a marble statue, too flawless to be real, but nothing about her is soft. her eyes, piercing and cold, lock onto yours with a fury that makes your blood turn to ice. your lover always had this way of making you feel insignificant and powerless under her gaze, her beauty.

“you let him touch you,” elizabeth breathes, lips barely moves as she speaks. her velvety voice is sweet like honey laced with venom, the deceptively calm tone holds a promise of pain. “you didn’t stop him.” anger emanates from her like a stench—she’s already slit the throat of the man foolish enough to try and seduce you, but clearly that wasn’t enough. you still have a price to pay.

eyes narrowing in naked contempt, her gloved hand moves up toward your throat—deadly metal-clad claws gleaming in the low light, glinting gold with menace. with one swift movement, she pushes you back onto the bed, her body following yours with predatory grace akin to a jaguar, straddling you effortlessly. she tilts her head slightly, platinum waves falling to one side and revealing her voluptuous breasts.

“i think it’s time you remembered who you belong to.”

her claws hover just above your collarbone, the sharp edges grazing your skin, teasing in a fashion reminiscent of cats toying with a doomed little mouse. slowly, elizabeth presses down, the first cut shallow but enough to draw blood. the pain is immediate and sharp, but it’s the way she does it—cold yet strangely erotic—that sends a thrill of both fear and arousal through your body.

with steady hands, she carves the letters into your skin—k… i… t… t… a concentrated smirk tugging on her lips as she draws the word out in jagged strokes. “kitten,” almost purring the word as she watches the blood rise to the surface, painting the letters crimson. swiftly, her mouth descends to your neck, lips grazing on the fresh wound, tongue sliding along the cut as she savours the blood that seeped from the letters. she drinks deeply as you gasp and writhe beneath her.

when she pulls away, her chin is stained with crimson, and you stare at each other for a moment before she smashes her lips against yours. the kiss is fierce, angry, and possessive—her tongue invading your mouth, forcing you to taste the sweet, metallic tang of your own blood. holding you in place as she devoured you in animalistic hunger.

Kyle Spencer x gn!reader

Fluff (can be either platonic or romantic)

Kyle is my puppy who deserves the world so enjoy this wholesome domestic fluffiness <3

~Madison and Zoe are away so you take on the role of caring for the boy~

"….Kyle?" you speak softly, wondering what to say.

The zombie boy's head perks up at the sound of his name, turning to look at you. “...Mhmm?...”

you look over Kyle, still maintaining a gentle expression on your face. "Would you like to take a bath?"

Kyle tilts his head at the word “bath”, visibly confused. He doesn’t make eye-contact with you as he responds quietly, his voice low and primitive.

“…B..b-bath?..”

you gently nod. "I can help you bathe if you don’t know how to."

Kyle appeared hesitant at first, the mere thought of being touched already beginning to bring back bad memories. Nonetheless, he nods reluctantly, trusting that you won’t suddenly lash out at him or bring harm to him. He then stands up, towering over you by almost a foot. He waits for you to lead the way.

you smile kindly once more and gently take Kyle’s hand, leading him to the bathroom that’s connected to your bedroom. He allows himself to be guided, following closely behind you like a lost puppy. He looks around nervously as he enters the space, taking in the surroundings of the room. His eyes fixate on the bathtub, his heart beginning to beat rapidly due to memories coming to mind.

you let go of his hand and look up at him gently. "Do you want help getting undressed?" you ask softly

A look of hesitation washed over Kyle’s face as you asked the question. He knew that you were only being kind and gentle to him, but he despised being vulnerable in front of others, especially being undressed and naked. Nonetheless, he didn’t exactly know how to undress himself, so he slowly nods, looking down at the ground to avoid eye-contact with you.

you smile encouragingly and start the bath water running before carefully helping Kyle undress. You keep looking up at his face and refuse to look down, not wanting to take advantage of the confused boy.

He stands there in a daze, his body stiff and rigid. He could feel your gaze on his face as you avoided looking down, and your gentle touch reassured him that you weren’t a threat. Despite this, he couldn’t help but feel a bit vulnerable and uncomfortable, but he tried his best to keep calm, trusting that you wouldn’t hurt him.

you notice the scars and stitches on Kyle’s body but don’t say anything, continuing to smile at him softly. You turn off the running water and add bath bubbles. "The bath’s ready."

Kyle’s eyes wander over to the bathtub as you add the bubbles, his gaze fixated on the soap and foam forming on top of the water. He hesitates for a moment before slowly getting into the tub. He winces slightly as the warm water makes contact with his pale skin, but he eventually sits down in it, letting out a deep breath. “Just relax” you whisper soothingly. You apply some shampoo to your hands and start to gently massage it into Kyle’s hair and scalp.

Kyle tenses up slightly at the sensation of your touch on his hair. He had never received such gentle care and attention before, it was a foreign feeling to him. Slowly but surely, he relaxes into your touch, letting himself bask in the warmth of the water and your soothing motions.

He closes his eyes, a small hum escaping from his lips, enjoying the feeling of having his hair massaged. You then start to massage his shoulders as well, rubbing the soapy bubbles into his skin. His eyes flutter open at the feeling of your hands on his shoulders, the gentle touch of your fingers soothing his tense muscles. He lets out a soft exhale as you massage his skin, his body feeling more relaxed than it ever has before.

There was a look of pure bliss on his face, a small innocent but somewhat pathetic hum escaping from his lips yet again.

After a few minutes, you grab the shower head and make the water warm before gently running it over Kyle’s head to wash the shampoo out. He flinches a bit at the sudden wetness, but quickly gets used to it. He keeps his eyes shut as you wash the shampoo out of his hair, the water creating a curtain over his face. After you’re done, he opens his eyes, blinking as he looks at you, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips.

you giggle softly. Now Kyle looks even more like a puppy with the way his blonde hair is dripping and stuck to his face.

Kyle tilts his head at the sound of your giggles, his damp golden hair sticking to his forehead. He looks at you with an almost innocent expression, a hint of pink appearing on his cheeks as he watches you laugh at his wet appearance.

after you stop giggling, you smile softly at Kyle. "Does this feel nice? "you ask gently about the bath.

Kyle nods slowly in response, a small hum of agreement escaping from his lips. There’s a hint of relaxation on his face as he sat in the tub, the water and bubbly foam surrounding him, your voice like a gentle whisper in his ears. He enjoyed the feeling of being pampered and cared for, it was something new to him, and he definitely didn’t want it to stop anytime soon

"That’s good" you coo and continue gently washing the boy. Kyle closes his eyes again, letting himself soak in the warm water and your gentle touch. It was quite a sight to see to say the least, a boy who was physically much stronger and larger than you, yet you had him sitting quietly in a bathtub and gently washing him down. He was being so cooperative and docile, it was honestly quite adorable.

after you’re done washing him, you speak up again. "There, you’re all clean now. Do you wanna get out of the tub and get dry? Or you can just stay and relax for a little longer if you want."

Kyle opened his eyes upon hearing your soft voice, looking up at you with his usual blank expression. After a few moments, he mumbles a response. “...D-dry… I c-come out…” He slowly stood up from the bathtub, the water sliding off his body. He looked like a wet puppy, standing there dripping in your bathroom. You giggle softly again, trying to ignore the blush on your face. You shyly keep your eyes onto Kyle’s face, flustered that there’s an attractive boy bare ass naked in front of you. "Okay be careful." You gently grab his hand and help him out of the tub so he doesn’t slip. You grab a fluffy towel and wrap it around his waist comfortably, relieved that his lower body parts are covered up now.

As Kyle steps out of the tub, he wobbles slightly due to the slipperiness of the floor, but your grip on his hand provides him stability. His eyes watch you intently as you wrap the towel around his waist, grateful that his private parts were now covered up.

There's a hint of pink dusted across his cheeks as he shyly looks down at the towel wrapped around him, his grip on your hand still tight and clingy.

You feel so awkward and flustered that you caught a small glance at his private parts, but you’re glad that Kyle’s too busy being shy himself to notice. It wasn’t intentional, it just happened when he stood up and you wrapped the towel around him. But you hide your reaction, knowing he’s just a confused vulnerable boy.

Once you’ve finished wrapping the towel around his waist, Kyle holds it in place with one hand, his other hand still gripping onto your hand tightly. He glances up at you shyly, not noticing the flustered look on your face. He looks cute and helpless like a lost puppy, his wet hair sticking to his face and the towel wrapped around his hips.

"Are you cold" you ask softly.

Kyle shivers a bit as the air hits his wet skin, the only thing keeping him warm being the towel around his waist and your hand in his. He mumbles a response, his voice quiet and low. “...C-cold…”

You coo and grab a fluffy robe hanging in the bathroom. It's pink but big enough for Kyle to wear.

As you slide the robe over his arms, Kyle feels a sense of comfort and warmth envelop him. He looks down at the large fluffy robe around his body, it’s much oversized for him, but the material feels soft and cozy. He watches you tie the front, his fingers fiddling with the sleeves as he speaks up quietly “...P-…Pink…”

you giggle quietly. "It is pink. But you look cute."

A look of puzzlement appears on Kyle’s face as you say that he looks cute. He looks down at the pink robe, tugging at the sleeves again, his cheeks flushing slightly at your compliment. He mumbles to himself, repeating what you said.

“…C-cute..?”

Father Charlie Mayhew x gn!reader

Warnings: nsfw, masturbation

I started watching Grotesquerie last night and oml

sigh

I love pretty boys with brown eyes

“Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned.”

“Do tell.” His voice pierces through the screen.

"I have pleasured myself multiple times" you speak softly with a blush as you speak of masturbating.

Father Mayhew's breath hitches in his throat. Lust. He was in the booth expecting a different conversation. He remains quiet for a moment, trying to regain his composure while his thoughts were racing.

“How often?” He asks, not entirely sure if he actually wanted to know.

"Five times yesterday" you answer.

His eyes widened, not expecting the answer to be that. He bit back a sigh as your words sent a flutter of heat through his stomach, only for him to ignore them and focus on the actual meaning of your words.

His voice is still calm when he responds, yet a hint of strain is present.

“What provoked these desires?

"Thoughts about a man" you say shyly. Many people have come to this booth and confessed to the father, but never about this topic. Lust is a common sin that everyone experiences, but no one except your innocent self has felt the need to discuss it.

Father Mayhew was a bit taken back yet intrigued. You were so innocent and yet so shamelessly open about such a personal topic. He was curious and wanted to understand. The heat within his stomach started to increase in intensity.

“A man?” He asked, his voice a little deeper this time. “Who might this man be?”

"...you" you whisper, your face burning red. You know it's wrong, Father Mayhew is a man of God, but he's so handsome.

Father Mayhew’s breath caught in his throat again. He leaned back against the wall of the booth as he processed your words. You thought of him in those ways while indulging in yourself? He couldn’t blame you, he had also thought impure thoughts, though his were always about you.

“How long have you been having these thoughts?” He asked, trying to keep his voice even.

"A few weeks"

That night, Charlie sits on his bed, breathing shakily as he moves his hand up and down his shaft with vigor. He had remained cordial and holy as you spoke with him in the booth, but now that he's alone, he lets thoughts of sin take over his mind. With a whine, he releases onto himself, spurts of cum covering his hand and abdomen. He falls back onto the pillows, catching his breath.

Once he’s recovered, Father Mayhew cleans himself up and grabs his whip, preparing to punish himself for his delicious sins. The thoughts of you and your pretty face never leave.

Pairing : peter maximoff x reader

Warnings : MDNI!! DO NOT READ IF YOUR BELOW THE AGE OF 18!!

P in v, unprotected sex, peter talking you through it, no aftercare, human vibrator

A/n: im actually really struggling to write the rest of the fics, this is literally meant to be out tomorrow at the time of writing

DO NOT BLAME ME FOR WHAT YOU CHOSE TO CONSUME, ITS YOUR FAULT IF YOU READ FURTHER

Peters room was the go to hangout area for the two of you. It was usually the right temperature, he'd have a stash of snacks (of which were mainly twinkies), a few warm blankets for those cold nights you stayed over. It was always perfect.

That leads you to this night. Peters head was resting on your lower stomach as both of you were watching some crappy movie, mindlessly playing with the hem of your shorts.

You could feel his shoulder pressing against the one spot that had been aching for him all day. Every shuffle from him, you have to stop yourself from squirming, trying to get more pleasure from it. Surely he doesn't feel the same way.. Right?

"hey, you ok?" you hear peter ask you, your head giving a small nod, adjusting your position. Thats all you needed for a small whine to slip past your lips.

That stupid damn smirk. Of course he has that stupid damn smirk after hearing that.

"what was that noise?" he scoots up, his elbows proping him up so now his face is mere inches away from yours. His stomach putting pressure on the area you needed him to, causing you to squirm slightly.

"..nothing..?" you knew he wouldn't let it slide. His warm breath was hitting your face, his lips oh so close to touching yours.

"bullshit" before you even registered it, his lips were on yours. You couldn't help but kiss back, your hands going to his hair and pulling him closer.

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After a few minuets of making out, he begins to slip your shorts down your legs, kissing your thighs as he did so.

"god... Your gorgeous.." he groans, not waiting a second to rip his sweatpants off. He was so hard it looked painful, it looked like he would rip open his boxers.

With a blur, he's alright inside of you, his lips against your forehead.

"someones excited huh?"

"cant help it that ive waited this long" he chuckles, pressing his lips against yours once more but this time hes slower, beginning to thrust.

He starts of by being gentle, not wanting to use his mutation to its fullest extent just yet. He was pepering you with kisses anywhere he could reach, nuzzling his face between your breasts.

"you dont have to go soft on me, y'know? I can take it" you huff, getting a bit frustrated at the lack of speed from the guy that is literally known for speed.

"sorry princess" he chuckles "just dont wanna hurt ya'"

With that, he begins to speed up, his hands massaging your hips and thighs.

Not even a few minutes later, hes going x10 faster, his face burried in the crook of your neck. You had never thought he'd be the typa guy to whimper but he is definitely disproving you now.

His hips move in a blur, bringing you to the edge way faster than you'd thought.

"... Ugh... Keep doin' that... Please.." you whine, hands pulling his hair and your lips leaving sloppy kisses on his shoulder.

"wasnt plannin' on stoppin'.. M' pretty girl" his nails dig into your hips, his cock twitching against your walls as they begin to close in on him.

"AHG! Fuck... Shit" he grunts, his seed painting your walls white. His thumb sneaks down and rubs your clit, sending you over the edge and cumming around him.

"... Holy shit..." he huffs, his sweaty body collapsing onto yours.

"... That was amazing.." you tell him, only to realise hes fallen asleep cuding you.

A/n : sorry for how rushed and poorly written this is! Jaytober is kinda making me loose motivation especially since i dont have much free time to do it anymore and my mental health just loves to take a head first dive into depression