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"Amir~ come on, you weren't this stuck up the ass before." You taunted, currently cuffed to a metal chair, you couldn't do much more other than taunt him with your words. You moved your arms just slightly, and even though the movement was minimal, it still made the metal handcuffs clink loudly against the chair.

How did you end up in this situation? A slight mishap- you were doing your usual little side hustle as you would call it; hacking into shady corporation's data and making copies of it. At this point you were just making yourself a big folder of all the good information- more out of the fun of doing it rather than doing it to ruin them.

It was definitely an odd pass time, but it was the thrill of it that kept you going back again and again, the thrill of being able to infiltrate their systems, no matter how many times they tried to change them or recode them- it was just a challenge to you, a puzzle that was meant to be cracked. A pass time that you did to chase a specific goal- but still were yet to achieve it.

And who made you this way? None other than Cypher, one of your... Past buddies, as you said. He was the one who initially showed you how to get your way around anything hacking- but then you just continued out. The moment you started, it was like you found the one thing that would scratch that little itch in the back of your mind. Without even wanting to, Cypher had created one of the biggest cybercriminals of the century.

"I am not stuck up-" Cypher sighed in frustration, currently leaned over his desk, his hands rubbing his face as he was trying to not lose it. If he would have known that the cyber criminal they have been chasing for the past months was you - he probably would have backed down from the chase, he probably would have left it for someone else.

Because he knew exactly how infuriating you were. How you just had some sort of ease to get under people's skin- just like you had an ease to get information. He made you this way; and at this exact moment he was regretting it so bad.

"Okay, maybe stuck up isn't quite the right word. What about...." You took a moment to consider your next words, looking him over up and down. It was quite easy to recognize Amir- it wasn't every day that somebody wore full body masking to make sure no one would catch on to their identity. But what you especially would recognize was his goofy hat. You always told him it looked goofy- but it was a part of his gadgets, so it was to be expected that it wouldn't be tossed aside.

"Just don't finish your sentence. You're getting on my nerves." He snapped back, letting out a frustrated sigh again. "Already? Damn and I thought you were more patient~" you snickered out, crossing your legs as you spoke. You were getting a bit uncomfortable in the chair, give or take your hands were cuffed in the back of it, meaning your shoulders were pulled back.

"Usually, yes. But you-...." He cut himself off before he said anything else, instead just getting up to walk around his desk. "لعنة عليك يا شقي" He muttered out, his blue mechanical eyes narrowing as he looked you over. "Just answer the question I asked you earlier. Why do you just stockpile all this data?" He finally asked again, leaning on his desk as he faced you. He was standing maybe a foot in front of you at most, but he was still careful not to touch you.

"Maybe I wanted to give it to you on your birthday?" You answered him with a smirk, mischievous glint in your eye as you spoke. "Or Christmas. I was still trying to figure it out~" you added to your answer, leaning back a bit in the metal chair. "Can you please just give me an actual answer?" Cypher snapped, his tone much more Stern this time.

He was starting to lose his cool, not appreciating the way you were toying him around- how every sarcastic remark seemed to just prick him in the wrong way every time. "Technically it was an actual answer." You snickered out.

Cypher's gloved hand lunged forward, grasping your jaw roughly. "Listen here, (Y/n). You and I both know it wasn't a damn answer. " He said, his grip tightening every second. You were infuriating, and he was so tempted to just squeeze as hard as he could- but refrained and just kept his grip harsh.

You winced a bit- you weren't much of a fan of getting touched out of nowhere, but even less when it came to just getting squeezed the shit out of. You still tried to save face, keeping the cocky smirk on your face as you replied with yet another sarcastic remark. "What, you're saying this isn't your ideal Christmas gift? Nearly one terabyte of stolen information from all your enemy corporations, all nicely put in a hard drive?" You continued with your taunts, your own goal to drive him insane so he would drop this interrogation.

"You know, I don't mind having to put my hands on you if that's what makes you talk." Cypher said, his voice cold as his patience was running low. When there was a lack of response from your part, he simply continued. The hand that was on your jaw went down- this time around your neck, starting to squeeze it. "I know how much you hate when people touch you. So that's exactly what is going to happen - the sassier you get, the more physical I'll get."

You tried to keep a neutral face as you felt the hand around your neck, slowly cutting your airflow. That was one thing you really didn't like about him interrogating you- that was the one thing you hated the most. Getting touched around was definitely not something you liked, and of course he had to remember that. "You asshole-" you muttered out before he squeezed your throat harder- making you gasp as you couldn't breathe.

There was a small moment of silence between the two of you, like some quiet rivalry that was going on-except on your end you couldn't breathe. You could feel the special leather of his gloves around your neck, just squeezing enough to make sure you would barely be able to breathe. You could feel your cheeks heating up, assuming it was from the lack of air.

"So? Are you going to answer me?" Cypher asked, loosening his grip enough to give you a chance to take a deep breath. You inhaled, that breath felt heavenly at this moment- feeling both numb and like you could feel everything vividly at the same time. "Why would you care what I do with that information? Aren't those organizations your enemy?" You finally asked back after catching your breath, cheeks still heated.

"That's not the answer I was looking for." He said, his hand tightening around your neck once again. You could start feeling this like tingling sensation in your limbs once more- the lack of air was slowly getting to you, and his constants on and off was messing with you. But- even though right now you are in a lot of trouble- you couldn't come to understand why you were feeling butterflies in your stomach while he did this.

His grip was tight, it would probably bruise you if he had to do this multiple times- but even if it was rough, you just couldn't seem to hate it as much as you should have. Cypher released your neck once again, his mechanical eyes narrowing once more as they stared right at you. "Why did you store all that information?" He asked again, his tone sharp and firm, once more going he didn't want to get messed around with.

You gasped once more, now the second time that you were doing that. You felt the butterflies in your stomach once again- and it didn't take you much longer to figure it out. You started chuckling, smirking as you had your eyes half closed, still panting as you were trying to fully catch your breath. Your face was flushed, but there was amusement and excitement in your gaze.

"Hate to break it to you, Amir... But I think I'm into getting choked." You said through your gasps, still having an airy chuckle as you spoke. Cypher paused- his hand still hovering over your neck. He wasn't expecting you to say that- that's one thing for sure. He's always known you to hate getting touched in any way, and here you are fully admitting that it was turning you on-...

''Are you... You can't be serious-" He finally said, retracting his hand. His tone was annoyed and a bit irritated- he couldn't tell if you were messing around with him once again, or if you were genuine. But he wasn't too sure if he wanted to figure it out; he had a job to do after all. So he decided to resort to a different tactic.

He took out his gun from its holster on his waist, placing it under your chin and lifting your head with it. This time he wasn't going to mess around- he was going to get that answer. You shivered when you felt the cold metal of the gun on your skin, watching as he undid the security with his thumb- clicking It off as he made sure to keep it in your view. His finger was just hovering over the trigger, making you understand that it was only a millisecond that it would take- only a millisecond and it was done for you.

You tense up- looking up at him as your smirk fell. There wasn't any more joking around, no more sassiness or sarcastic quips. You didn't have many choices at this point- it was answer or be gone. "Let's try this one more time, (Y/n). Why did you have those files stored?" He asked again, the Canon of his ghost pushing under your chin roughly.

"I was looking for something. But since I already had the files, I decided to store them." You finally answered, your voice a bit lower and not as cocky as before, but you still tried to keep your confidence as you spoke. Cypher hummed, pressing the gun a bit rougher under your chin. "Keep talking. You know what I want to hear." He said, lifting one of his feet to rest on one of the chairs arm rests, leaning in towards you. He was invading your personal space and pointing gun at your throat- all the things that could finally make you crack.

"Fine. I was looking for my file with Kingdom. I wanted to know exactly what they did to me." You finally spat out, your mischievous look turning to a cold one as you glare to him. "Because the day you decided to drop me, they decided to take me in. Low and behold, I became a lab rat. I just wanted to know the shit they did."

"They did what-" his pressure on the gun loosened- not pressing it as hard under your chin. He didn't want to pull it away just yet, still wanting answers- but he didn't want to be as rough. He wasn't expecting that answer exactly, striking a bit of pity in him- to which he was glad he was wearing a mask so that you couldn't decipher his expression.

"I don't know. That's the thing. I was injected with something- then sometime passed and everything was hazy. The next thing I remember I just got kicked out of the facility, left to rot. The moment I decided to start making use of the skills you showed me- they've been putting bounties over my head." You explained; still omitting quite a few details, but giving the gist of the story. It was enough, or at least you thought it was enough.

Cypher let the gun fall- clicking the security back in place but not moving from his position, still invading your personal space. "So, you're chasing after a file- to know what they have done?" He asked again, confirming the information. You nodded, giving a light shrug as you could, your hands were still cuffed to the back of the chair, so any shoulder movement was a bit hard.

"But hey, if you do want to keep the hard drive, be my guest. I don't actually care for the information on it- just kept it stored for a rainy day." You said, your sarcasm coming back slightly considering that now his gun security was back on- making you stress a bit less. He let out a sigh once he heard your sarcasm once again, "you're too cocky for your own good." He grumbled out , rolling his eyes behind the mask.

"I thought you knew that already, Amir. You did show me the ropes, after all." You said, your smirk slowly returning to your face as you spoke. You were just adding oil to the fire constantly- the moment he gave you just a bit of slack you just kept taking it and pulling on it. But Cypher was on his last nerve.

He grab your jaw, squeezing it roughly to open your mouth. The movement was sudden and caught you by surprise - and you were even more baffled when you tasted metal on your tongue. He had shoved the canon of his gun into your mouth, and he had unlocked the security once again. That small little click - it sent a shiver down your spine- eyes widened in slight fear.

"You really don't know when to shut up, do you? The moment you see even the slightest opportunity, you just have to pull on it until you reach the end of the damn thread, don't you?" He said, his tone sharp. The hand on your jaw squeezed it once again, practically forcing your mouth shut on the gun. You had a bit of a cold sweat starting to form, hands getting a bit shaky. You were just thankful that he couldn't see, they were behind the chairs backrest after all.

"The only time you shut up is with a gun to your damn head- is this really how you want it to go? Constantly having your life on the line, like some game?" He continued- pushing the canon of the gun a bit further in your mouth- to which you had to be careful not to choke. You were scared that any movement would set off the trigger- your heart was beating hard in your chest at this point, tears starting to well in your eyes.

Cypher's hand on your jaw finally loosened, trailing down to your neck once again. He didn't hesitate to choke you- watching as you struggled to not cough, seeing the fear in your eyes. The both of you knew that the slightest movement could end really badly- and he was having a rush from the power he held in this situation. He knew he had the upper hand, he hand his finger on the trigger after all.

You shut your eyes, the tears that have weld up ran down your cheeks as you felt a weird mix of feelings- excitement from the choking but fear from the gun- the lack of air was starting to get to you at the same time. You were trying your best to stay absolutely still, body tense. There was only a slight breath of relief when you heard the security click back on again, feeling his hand on your throat loosen. He took the gun out of your mouth, letting you take a deep breath.

You could still taste the metal and gunpowder on your tongue, not necessarily a pleasant mix. There was saliva that ran down you lips, breathing heavily. His hand was hovering around your throat again- and it was sending a rush of confusing signals to your mind. "So? Have anything clever to say? Maybe a stupid remark?" Cypher asked sharply, gun still in hand as he looked down at you.

"I... I think I have a problem." You mumbled out, looking up at him, staring into his mechanical eyes that glowed on his mask. "You think?" He asked again. "Yeah... I really don't think I should be turned on by this." You said, your head dropping as you spoke. Your face was flushed and you were still catching your breath, tugging slightly on the cuffs in you back again.

Cypher remained quiet for a few moments- that was until you heard him put down the gun on his desk behind him. You were going to look up, but the hand on your throat immediately went to tighten again, and he leaned down, his masked face directly in front of yours. "You're trouble- an absolute brat... And now a slut? Quite the combo." He said, his voice much smoother than earlier.

He made sure to squeeze a bit harder this time, leaving bruises on your neck from how hard he was tightening his hand. You couldn't even gasp for air this time- feeling your body go numb slowly while he held you like that. After a few seconds, maybe moments before you were going to pass out- he let you breathe, completely taking his hand off of you.

Your head fell back, gasping as you tried to take deep breaths at a time, swallowing a couple of times to try to pass the taste of metal on your tongue-still lingering. You shut your eyes for a short second- just trying to ground yourself a bit. That was until you felt him tilt your head back up- wrapping a cloth around your eyes. You couldn't see anything anymore and your body felt a bit numb from the lack of air.

Suddenly every small noise that was made, anything tiny just alerted you instantly- it was the only sense you could currently trust properly after all. You could hear some rustling of clothing in front of you-assuming that Cypher was probably messing around with his own clothes. You were still panting - alert and left to guess what would happen next.

Seconds later, you felt his hand up your cheek, this time it was bare. The realization of what was going on hit you- sending a jolt of excitement through your body. "Fuck... You're going to have your way with me, aren't you?" You asked, your voice a bit raspy from getting choked. You heard a chuckle come from his end, his voice much more clear now- you assumed he took his mask off with how it didn't sound muffled anymore.

"Well, you're over here getting all excited every time I touch you; even admitting it. May as well enjoy myself too, no?" You heard him say, his hand tilted your head upwards. His free hand trailed down your neck again, his fingertips barely grazing you. "Looking like such a whore, accepting anything I do to you... Should I be paying you for your time? Or are you so desperate that it would be free of charge?" He asked, his tone teasing as his hand continued down.

You couldn't think of anything to answer, feeling overwhelmed by the sudden change of situation- moments ago he was threatening your life, now here he was, feeding into your unconventional turn on. His hands made their way to your button-up shirt, starting to undress you without asking. You gasped- once more your head falling back. It was practically resting on the backrest of the metal chair, feeling like you needed to continue catching your breath for all of this.

The cool air of the room hit your mostly bare chest- your button up shirt was completely opened up, giving a full view to Cypher-to the exception of your bra still covering you a bit. His bare hands immediately attached themselves to your body, first on your stomach, trailing upwards as they touched you all over. He leaned in, his mouth attaching itself to your neck, biting down a few times.

He ended up drawing blood, one of his bite marks on one of your shoulders made you hiss- while he had the pleasure of licking up the wound. He had the metallic taste of blood in his mouth, not minding one bit. His hands finally trailed up to your bra- working on unclipping it instantly. Your top was finally completely bare, to which he took a step back to admire.

"You're such a pretty thing. You don't put up much of a fight when I put my hands on you... Were you that desperate?" He taunted, while you panted. You could feel the rise and fall of your chest from how you were sitting, feeling the cold air against your body while he just sat back and talked down to you. It strikes a chord in you, the way he was talking about you like this- the slight degradation mixed with the complement....

You definitely felt messed up for it, but your body seem to have a mind of its own as you whimpered slightly. Cypher chuckled out, his hand reaching out to cup your breasts, taking the steps that was separating the two of you. His bare hands played around with you, caressing your nipples before he'd give into his impulsive thoughts and would just squeeze your breasts roughly - leaving red markings that would eventually bruise all over.

You tugged once again at the cuffs, letting out small whimpers and moans as he touched you - letting out a small hiss when you felt his nails dig into your skin this time. You couldn't see what state you were in- but you had a feeling that by the end of this, you were going to leave this room bruised and scratched.

"You're going to remember my touch for days. I want you to see every place I touched you I the mirror, a reminder of what a good little slut you were today." He said, once more leaning in to kiss along your shoulder. You shivered, the mix of the rough touching and the soft kisses made you moan lightly again, your head still leaned back.

He finally trailed his hands down from your breasts, giving them a bit of a break from the rough groping. His hands gripped onto the hem of your pants, not even hesitating when he pulled them down. Your legs aren't restrained, so he could easily remove the clothing from your bottom, unlike your button up shirt that was still open and laid out on the chair behind you, hanging off your arms.

His hands trailed down your legs- stopping at the back of your thighs as he lifted them up a bit- his nails were digging in your skin once again as he had fun placing you in lewd positions. "That's it... Just let me do what I want, like a good little whore. Let me enjoy this beautiful view~" he purred out, lifting your legs as pushing them back, as if testing your flexibility.

Your face was red- completely flushed as he did his little game. And you were getting put in various positions, all more exposing than the other. Whenever he would grope at you, he made sure to dig his nails into your skin, not only leaving scratch marks but rough reddened areas.

"Hm- keep your legs spread like this. Don't move." He said, finally placing you in a way that he seems satisfied with- your legs were over the arm rests of the chair, completely spread. You were scooted forward in the chair, and the arm rests of the chair were digging into your thighs a bit uncomfortably, but you didn't dare to move.

His hands trailed up your thighs, pausing just around your ass, grabbing a handful as he could and giving a squeeze, letting out a satisfied hum at the sight. You couldn't do much more than make noise, a small whimper once again leaving your lips.

The fact that you didn't know what was going to happen next, that you didn't know what he had in mind and you couldn't even see anything- it was thrilling just as it was nerve-racking. He could see everything right now, your every reaction- while you were just stuck here, cuffed to the chair.

''You're being a good girl. I suppose I could reward you." You heard him say- and the moment you heard the words 'good girl', you whimpered again. You didn't know why it was affecting you so much- the degrading nicknames were something- but the praise? You could quit literally feel the heat build in your core, feeling the wetness below.

"Someone likes to be called a good girl, hm?" Cypher teased, of course he could see the entire reaction, once again just taking his time to look over you, positioned in such a lewd way. You heard him move once again, but you didn't know how he positioned himself other than the fact that his hands are still groping your ass .

That was until you felt his tongue press against your clit, a surprised moan leaving your lips as a wave of pleasure hit you almost instantly- the small act giving you so much satisfaction from being teased this whole time. You heard him chuckle, where he lapped a few times at you- enjoying every sound that left your mouth. He would occasionally pause to turn and bite your thighs, cutting your own pleasure to mix in some pain for the fun of it- just adding to the collection of markings over your body.

"hm~ be a good girl and moan my name. It's the least you could do if I make you this wet~" He said for that short moment he didn't have his mouth on you. You nod to show that you understood- but then you were left confused when you felt him pull away completely.

You thought he was going to continue- you thought that he was going to give you a reason to moan at least- not just edge you and leave you like this. The mix of his saliva and your own juices were dripping out of you, off the chair while you were left on edge- fully exposed and looking like a mess.

"Amir?" You quietly asked- your voice a bit shaky and much softer than it would usually be. You didn't hear him anymore and he wasn't touching you- you were wondering if he actually just left you in the room like this- a dripping mess with your legs spread, giving a view to anyone who could come by.

You lifted your head a bit- still in the haze of pleasure, on edge, it was definitely clouding your judgment. You are also confused- and yet you stayed exactly in the position he left you in just like he told you to do earlier. You don't even know why you lifted your head up- it's not like you would have been able to see much considering the blindfold over your eyes.

There was still a lack of response on his end, and you couldn't hear anything. When you were going to call out to him again- you were pretty brutally interrupted when you felt something push inside you- letting out a small yell of surprise. You were instantly quieted down, fingers shoved in your mouth while he roughly thrusted into you.

"You're so innocent ~ thinking I left you like this... And you stayed exactly like I told you to~ such a good girl~" He growled out in your ear, his free hand making its way down to rub your clit and folds, providing extra stimuli on the outside.

The sudden pleasure was so intense in one shot- feeling him fuck you roughly while pleasuring you clit, sucking and choking on his fingers... There was so much going on at the same time- your mind going completely blank as the only thing you could do was moan like a slut, taking everything like a good girl.

When he pulled out his fingers from your mouth, he instead went to grab your jaw, spreading some of your own saliva around it shamelessly. "Say my name, sweetheart." He ordered you, thrusting harder. "Ah-...Amir-" you moaned out his name trough gasps, you could feel your orgasm, so close to come through. "Again. I want you to cum screaming my damn name." He ordered you, his grip on your jaw tightening again as he continued with his rough pace, his fingers staying constant with their pace as they rubbed your wet clit.

You moaned out his name multiple times, trying to physically stop yourself from shutting your legs on him as you wanted to stay in the same position he put you in, just like he asked. But it was becoming pretty hard- even worse when you finally came. Your walls tightened around him as you practically yelled out his name, legs shaking as you were trying to force them to stay in place.

Both his hands went to your thighs, roughly grabbing them to hold them in place, pressing you into the chair to avoid your hips bucking back. "I'm not done. Stop moving." He aggressively ordered as he continued to thrust inside of you, leaving you a whimpering mess under him. The sound of metal hitting metal could be heard, you were pulling on your handcuffs again pretty roughly, enough for them to leave marks on your wrist. You were becoming a bit overstimulated, and every extra movement was sending jolts over overwhelming pleasure and pain through you.

Cypher moaned, letting out a few breaths before letting out a slightly more exhausted moan, his hips finally slowing down their Pace before coming to a stop. You heard him cuss out in Arabic, where he paused, still inside you, his hands still on your thighs. He stayed like that for a short moment before finally pulling away.

He took a step back to look at the results of this little passionate moment- seen you panting, bruised, scratched, littered and bite marks as you had his cum leaking from your cunt- he let out a satisfied chuckled, a bit airy and exhausted. "Your quite the sight like this, (Y/n)." He said, this time his tone back to a more laid back one, nowhere near the same as when you first came in.

He had definitely taken out all his frustration in a go- feeling a bit more refreshed after having his way with you. You on the other hand were left a shaking mess on the chair, still slightly whimpering in a lewd position. You are still getting down from your high, overwhelmed with all that happened.

Cypher got to enjoy that view while he took his sweet time getting dressed again, taking care of putting back on his mask and any other article of clothing that masked his identity before taking care of you.

He at least had the decency to use wet wipes to wipe off the dripping cum from you, cleaning you up a bit before sliding back on your clothing much more gently than he had taken it off. He even took care of making sure your bra was back in place properly, going as far as placing your breast comfortably in the cups- even though it was a poorly masked pass to just fondle you again.

When you were fully dressed, he removed your blindfold- to which you blinked a few times, completely out of breath and exhausted. You looked up to see him properly dressed, playing around with the blindfold. "Welcome back~" he said in a cocky tone, this time his turn to have that mischievous air. He picked up a water bottle off the desk, bringing it up to your lips so you can take a few sips of water.

Only once you were finally a bit hydrated, caught up on your breath and off your high you finally spoke up again. "... Didn't even have the decency to kiss me- just straight up took me like a goddamn animal." You said in your sarcastic tone, looking away as you pouted. Of course, even after all of this you just couldn't let go your sarcasm.

"You... You've got to be kidding me." Cypher said, letting out a loud groan at what you said, sounding like he was just about done with all of this. You didn't reply to him, keeping up your little pouty act instead.

Until his gloved hand covered your eyes, his other hand turning your head forcefully back towards him. There was a short moment where the hand on your jaw was taken off, once again you can't see anything because he was covering your eyes. Before you could even say anything- you felt his lips on yours, it was a bit rough but not too much.

The kiss lasted a lot shorter than you were hoping, he pulled away and you could hear him pull back down his mask before taking his hands off of you. "You happy now?" He grumbled out, to which you simply nodded. He let out a sigh, going back on the other side of his desk and picking up the hard drive that had all the files you had collected from all the times you launched a cyber attacks on kingdom corporation.

"Good. Now be quiet, I want to be able to run through these files without having a headache." He mumbled out, plugging the hard drive into his computer. "But what about-" you started to say before he brutally interrupted you. "Be a good girl and shut the fuck up." You shut your mouth immediately after.

𖥔₊˚ 𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓. ◝

simon "ghost" r, yandere + other thirsts, colonel könig

kingslayer

𖥔 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆-𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐒

“scream, kill, acción” – bottom!ghostface, ⛥

⊹ 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒

“coming out to cod men as genderfluid” ✧/⛥ || “six and nine” ⛥

“horangi nsfw alphabet” ⛥ || “cypher + shorter s/o” ✧

“sinful angels” ⛥ || “p power” ⛥ || “touch-drunk” barrage, M

“one for all” tf141, ⛥

𖥔 𝐎𝐍𝐄-𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒

din djarin. “please” – male reader, ⛥

john price: “i shouldn't cry (but i love it)” – trans!price, ⛥ || “drunk (not again)” – m!reader, ﹅/✧

john mactavish. “i wanna fuck, lieutenant reader” – trans!mactavish, ⛥

keegan russ. “gmfu” – gn!reader, ⛥

david walker. “like a freak” / drabble – +keegan, male reader, ⛥

francis mosses: “masquerade” || “saudade” — m!reader, ⛥

spider-man noir. “coming down” – m!reader, ⛥

mace. “lucky charm” – m!reader, ⛥

⊹ 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐒

john mactavish. “my tongue game a remedy” – gn!reader, ⛥ || “sextape” – male reader, ⛥

miguel o'hara: “break me” || “exorbitant” — m!reader, ⛥

john price. “say you're mine” – m!reader, ⛥

alejandro vargas. (no longer writing for) “a little party never hurt no one” – m!reader, ⛥

keegan russ: “illustrious” || “all apologies” — m!reader, ⛥

cypher. “broken camera” – m!reader, ⛥

chamber. “juste lá” – m!reader, ⛥

fushiguro toji. (no longer writing for) “plaything” – ftm!toji, ⛥

omen. “confident” – gn!reader, ⛥

𖥔 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓𝐒

𝒙. type, ftm!ghost + ftm!könig, nipple play with price, sucking on barrage’s tits

no longer writing for: virgin nanami kento. switch higuruma. soaked satoru.

⊹ 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐒

𝒙𝒙. kinktober '23. azravent 3k.