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Summary : you and your ex boyfriend , Mark are roommates now and .. he’s hungry.
@omniphilic thank you for being my editor(n girlfriend hehehe)
Content warning : talks of eating out, Reader self-depreciating comments, creampies, (use condoms guys!) teasing. This mark is def older just fyi... oh yeah despite the title there is no pussy eating sorry yall.)
Gentle! Dom mark.
Authors notes :Did you miss me? I missed you guys! Funfact I woke up in the middle of the night, wrote this, jerked off then finished writing this??? (Sorry is that TMI?) enjoy ur snack! I haven’t written in so long so sorry I’m rusty.
(If you are unfamiliar with my page or my writing, ‘snacks’ are what I call my blurbs or ‘short stories’)
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“Did you know I can go 2 weeks without breathing.”
“What..?” Your pupils are parked to your phone screen, you shift in your beanbag chair on the floor.
“Viltrumites can hold their breath for 2 weeks.” Mark fingers twirled circles on your duvet.
“Okay…” your eyebrow raises as you swipe meaningless, just like the information presented to you.
“I mean it, i—I can’t for that long yet? Or at least I haven’t tried? It depends on like— when your powers manifest. Like Oliver can’t hold his breath for that long but it’s still like longer than any human—“
“Mark, why are you telling me this..?” Your eyes finally land him, he’s slumped forward on the bed, his feet up swinging side to side like a school girl in the air.
“Because I want ..” he squeaks. “ I want you to sit on my face?”
“Mark..”
“I knoooww we’ve talked about it but but you didn’t know I had powers the last time and like now that we’re back together and.. you live alone.”
“Back together?”
“I— uh you know, like we’re friends again..?”
You frown.
“Plus, you live here so I don’t necessarily live alone.” Your quip earns a stern look from your raven haired ex.
“We both know I’m not here enough to be considered a tenant. Which is why I moved in, in the first place remember cus YOU needed help with rent ? Anyways! we — we aren’t kids anymore so.”
Damn, clocked.
“So?” You set your phone down on the side table,
“So sit on my faaceeee!”
“You realize you're asking your ex-SLASH-roommate to ‘sit on your face’?”
He nods little too nod, with a toothy grin.
“Please?”
“You sound like a sex pest, Mark.”
“I— I’m not! I just.. want you to sit on my face.”
“Why don’t you ask literally like any of your other exes, or yknow go on tinder.”
“I dunno it’s — weird! I— you’re just easier..”
“Oh? I’m easy now?” Your arms cross.
“You know that’s not what I mean.” He scoots closer to you as you lean away.
“Please, let me make you feel good.”
Your chin is upturned as you keep staring at the window, suddenly the guy walking his dog is so impressive right now.
You haven’t slept with mark— hell, you haven’t slept with anyone in god knows how long because ultimately he was right, you aren’t a kid anymore. The GDA keeps you too busy to date or fuck.
Your eyes glance back at Mark who is no longer on your bed but at your feet, your eyes narrow.
He’s slow, gentle like he’s trying not to scare off an animal.
His fingers grip your jeans kissing up the fabric before stopping at your waist, waiting.
“Are you sure about this, Mark?”
“Definitely. Why are you so nervous it’s.. not like we haven’t before.”
I-..I know we’ve dated before yes.. but becoming friends with benefit...and y’know I still work for the GDA.. I haven’t.. slept with anyone since we broke up so I’m hella rusty—“
He calls your name softly, “We broke up nearly..7 years ago.” His hand is on your cheek now, it makes you feel cold.
You scoff, “Yup.. I got.. cobwebs up there.”
He shakes your head at your self depreciating joke.
“Don’t say that. If you don’t want to, it’s okay. I don’t want you to feel like you have to?”
“Mmuh it’s— it’s just I haven’t showered yet, either.. let me wash up first then we can get it on?” Your head tilts as Mark's fingers stay close to your flesh.
“Why wash away the flavor?”
“Oh my god, Mark you freak?!”
“What! I’m a grown ass man?? Lemme eat it clean or dirty I just NEED to eat it dammit. I’m a dog!!”
Your eyes widen at his speech, “okay.”
“I’m sorry that— that was a lot.” Suddenly that confidence in his voice is gone. So his hands from your waist, as they go to cover his face.
“Mm, I just didn’t realize you were so desperate.” The humor in your voice makes him cringe even more behind his hands.
“I— I told you I just— I need to eat you out. I can’t. I can’t stop thinking about the last time we were together you tasted …fuck.”
His hands drop, his eyes lock on you.
“You tasted so damn good that.. that my stress melted away and I need that now more than ever.”
You bite your lip, “So, I’m your comfort meal?”
He laughs, “Yeah, I guess.”
You stand shimming off your pants, “Fine lover boy, you win.” You whip off your shirt.
“Nooo, don’t say it like that now I actually feel like sex pest.”
“Cus you are.”
“Am nooot stop it!”
He’s by your backside now unclipping your bra letting it drift off you, soft kisses are placed on the indent on your strap . It’s all strangely domestic.
(Btw if you have a red indent or an indent in general of your bra it’s tooo tight and you should loosen it because it’ll cause problems in the futureee! Okay back to fic lmao)
His fingers light up your skin, mini lighting strikes. You can’t help but whimper when his digits ghost your panty line.
“So sensitive..This is new.”
“Dont—“ Hands push past the line of your panties, a shiver runs through you.
“Don’t analyze me.”
Bite to your sweet spot on your shoulder is your reply, “Still like this spot here, hm?”
Your legs wobble in response, not dignifying him with an answer.
“Mean..” you murmur, barely a sound. His fingers work down to your clit.
“You’ve always loved foreplay, right? At least at first.” He chuckles, when you jump as his fingertips rub against your button “I kinda knew when we were getting to near the end of our relationship when you stopped wanting me to finger you. That and finding out your new job was at the GDA. “
“Sh—shut up god! You, mm— you sound like Rudy..being introspective and shit!”
“Shhh, no work talk while we’re havin’ sex” he slaps your clit making you leap forward with a gasp as you fall on to the bed.
“Man, fuck you! You're the one talkin’ all sweet about our previous relations.” You twist your body to face him, before he pushes your body back onto the bed by the nape of your neck, holding you in doggy.
“ ‘previous relations’ what are you Bill Clinton? ‘I did not have relations with that woman!’” He laughs, ripping your panties clean off your ass.
“Mark!”
“Oh, please you used to love when I did that.” His words are accompanied by a slap on your ass, your breath hitched.
“Cocky asshole, especially considering you were just begging to eat me out.” You wiggle your butt at him, your voice slightly muffled by the covers your face is shoved into.
That earns you another smack before you feel fingers prod your hole, before sliding up and down your lips.
“You’re so wet already.”
“Mark…”
“Damn, I forget how pretty you are down here..”
“Shush.. you’re so embarrassing.”
You can see his stupid clueless face in your mind as he speaks “What?! It’s true!”
Your lips shift to denounce his claims, but his finger slipping in makes moans tumble out instead.
“You suck me right in, she missed me huh?”
“Fuck, Sh—ahh!” Your back arches as a second finger burrows into you.
“Did she? Hm? Tell me.” His body laid covering yours, his mouth held just by your ear.
“Mmm nooo!” Your fingers clutch the sheets.
“Oh? I guess I should stop then.”
“Nooo do— don’t you dare!” Your head shifts to the side to stare at him, a mix of fury and lust.
“So, did you miss me?”
Three fingers entered you now, His face glows as your eyes roll back for a moment as your mouth lets out a moan.
“Fuck, yesyeyyes I, yes I did.. please.”
“Please what?”
“Pleas— fuck I wanna cum. Mark, plea—please don’t make me wait.” Your eyebrows tilt upwards as your lips pout, your ass wiggles against his fingers trying to back against his rhyme, trying to drive him further into your gspot.
“Shh, it’s okay I got you.”
His digits curl, your body jolts as drool trickles down your chin. He can’t help but drink in your reaction, all the sass just.. gone melted away by his fingers.
“Pl..cum— can’t.”
“Go ahead. Do it. Show me, please. I need to see it.”
Your pants go straight to his dick, Mark’s hips move grinding against the bed as you spasm.
You press your head into the covers as you whine, your legs shake and kick as he overworks your cunt. Your ears burn as you hear the sloppiness of your pussy.
You shudder as his fingers pop out of your pussy.
“Can you get on your back for me.” Mark doesn’t let you rest.
Your knees straight as you flip like a fish, panting still.
Stupid handsome face of his hovers over you, “You did so well.” His thumb strokes your face , kissing your nose. You smack it away.
“Don’t touch me with your pussy hand!”
“I— what! It’s your pussy juice and it wasn’t even that hand! It’s this one!” His ‘pussy juice’ hand gropes your
breast as you try to smack it again.
“Ahhhh gross it’s all wettt stoppp it!”
“Such a baby.” He smacks your clit again.
“Ah! Stop doin’ that!”
“Why? I love seeing you jump. It’s cute.”
“No, it’s no—ah!”
Another slap, “Mark!”
Slap. “Mmm nooo!”
He strokes your clit before another love tap.
“Ah! Mmm” you can’t help but shudder covering your mouth with the back of your hand.
“See? Look at you, just so wet just from little love taps.”
He coos at you.
“Isn’t your mouth suppose to occupied right now?”
You frown.
“Mm, yeah but …” his belt jingles as his pants hit the floor.
“I kinda wanna tap that.” He taps just above your womb.
“Can I?”
You quirk your brow, “Don— don’t you wanna eat me out..?”
“Yes and?”
“If— you.. uh if you cum inside you’ll be yknow.. eating your cum..”
“Do you really think I care about that?”
“Uh— yes? Well.. I dunno!! “ you throw up your hands.
“Well I don’t, and I was gonna use a condom but since you so kindly brought up a creampie?” He holds his head to side. Asking permission.
You nod. He’s hefty, his cock thumps against the bed as he lines up with your pussy, it makes your mouth water.
“C’mon I need verbal coooonsent.”
“Such a big word for Elmo, yes.. you can cum inside.”
His tip nudges against your hole, before easing in. The stretch is almost unbearable. Your mind reels as you gasp in pain. Suddenly you’re remembering why you use to keep copious amounts of lube in your nightstand and your back pocket when you used to date.
“You okay?”
You nod, unable to move or breathe.
“Fuck..I didn’t know this could happen in real life..!”
You try to look down in your haze, “Hm?”
A fat bulge raises from your womb, where Mark’s cock lays in you. His teeth sinks into his lips as his eyes light up.
His palm slides against it before pushing down on his own cock in your cunt, you writhe in pleasure, his name is strangled from your throat.
“Holy— mm shit you're squeezing me so tight, that feel good, yeah?”
You can’t respond. Your eyes are too busy rolling back.
“Imma start moving okay?”
You whine as his hips move away from you, your legs wrapping around his waist.
“Mmm don’t worry, I’m coming riiiight back” his cock slams into you. Your throat rips a moan that rips through the air.
“Mark—mmm.” Your arms try to grab for anything as his finds his rhyme, which doesn't take long. Your bed creaks as his body bangs into yours. You try to bite your lip to keep your voice down but it fails soon as mark hits that sweet fuckin’ spot like the dick he is. (Like the dick he has)
“Shit— shit no.. fuck no way.”
No way you're about to cum— already?
Now granted you’ve been celibate for 7 damn years but he definitely wasn’t this good before?!
“Shh, thinkin’ too much. Cum for me yeah? I can feel you tightening up.”
“Do—don’t wannna!” You laugh, teasin’ but comes out in broken gasps.
“Oh really?” His arms wrap around your legs locking to gather before he hoists your body up your lower back
off bed, being held up by mark whose using your legs as leverage as he squishes your body damn near in half.
“Oh fuck— Mark wa-wait—!!“ your hands slap against his lap before he thrusts into you, you thrash but it’s no use. He’s much stronger, and you're locked into place as you're drilled into.
“Hey, think I can — mmm, make ma—make you squirt?I mean— fuck, we’re already in the position.”
“D—mm, don’t you fuckin’ dare!”
“Shh don’t worry I’ll do the laundry after we’re done.”
“Mmm! Mark!! “
His dick curves into you, causing your legs to go straight, your breathe stops. Fuck, he’s actually gonna make you squirt.
“Ma-“
“It’s okay, just relax. Let it happen.”
“Tryinnnng!” Your head throws back against your bed as he continues to drill into you,
“Gonn— oh fuck..!!”
Your grip his arms as your eyes open with misty tears,
“Thaatsss it.”
A burst of whimpers makes you break as the dam breaks wide open.
You can’t catch your breath as you smack Mark's arms twice. It was your old established safety chain since you started being intimate when he first got his powers, and he wasn’t exactly good at controlling his strength.
He drops your legs with a oomph.
“You okay?”
You whine, “mm ye—yes, god you’re so mean for making me squirt!”
He giggles, honest to god giggles.
“ I dunno, it seemed like you liked it?”
“Shut up! Wai— wait did you cum?”
He blinks, “uh no?”
“Oh.. well.. ar…are you? Gonna? Yknow?”
He scratches the back of his head , “ I mean if you want me to?”
“I was literally gonna let you come in me? Yes it’s fine! Yknow most guys would jump at the chance to come inside someone.”
“Well I’m not most men. I’m invincible!” (Que title card.) Stupid fucking grin splits his lips as strikes a pose.
Your eyes roll as you lay back, his hands grasp your hips.
“Is it okay if I go.. uh hard?”
“You weren’t before?”
“I mean kinda but .. I mean.. really.. really go hard?”
Shit, you're gonna regret this aren’t ya? But not like you haven’t been to work sore before..
“Yes, go aheahhhh-!”
Your hips are lifted off the bed again, his arms flex as he rams into you, your breath is stolen once again as he continues to piston into you.
You didn’t notice before but through the haze of overstimulation, Mark’s moan cut through. He sounds, so fuckin’ cute.. not even sexy, he whines like he’s bottoming as he fucks the living shit outta you.
Your nails scratch down his arms, another whine rips from him again.
also im not really into invincible atm, these are some of my other drawings i forgot to post here. the first three were my attempts to make an invincible variant oc 🥀🥀
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clark shouting "people were going to DIE" in the face of the "think of the consequences of your actions" argument is so fucking important to me bc it really IS that simple you can't look at a genocide and just twiddler your thumbs bc you're a afraid of the consequences ESPECIALLY when you can do something about it and THATS WHAT CLARK DID. WITHOUT HESITATION. WITHOUT CONSIDERING HOW IT COULD HURT HIM. bc hes a good person and in his brain its really just people were going to die so i had to step in bc what else would it be. superman i love you i love you i love you
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"sex scenes have no narrative purpose" is such a funny take on so many levels. people will really believe that the whole human experience is valuable to portray artistically except sex, which of course has never held emotional weight or significance for anybody
yeah ok but i dont wanna watch straight sex scene number 1231234837582 in the middle of some movie thats clearly not fucking high art or anything, like please, tell me how the sex scene made jason X a deeper movie ill wait
you genuinely think that "the sex scene in Jason X, the movie about jason from Friday the 13th killing people in space, is bad" is a rebuttal to this point? like genuinely? genuinely? like you think that's the kind of sex scene I was talking about in the original post? you think when I'm talking about the artistic merit of sex scenes in movies you think I'm talking about the bit with the dominatrix in Jason X (2001) dir. James Isaac, the movie where Jason from Friday the 13th gets put in cryosleep and wakes up in the future on a spaceship where he starts killing people in outer space? you genuinely think this is the kind of movie and scene I'm referring to when I'm arguing for the potential artistic value of a type of scene? Jason X? Jason X? the one with Jason on a spaceship? you think that "well Jason X, the movie about Jason on a spaceship killing people in space, is bad" is a rebuttal to my point? Jason X? Jason X? J
saw cyancherub post about someone plagiarizing they shit and boo them fr. but it made me wonder how people find out they’ve been plagiarized if someone doesn’t tell them, do fic writers occasionally search their writing to make sure it’s not being stolen?
ALSO ALSO ALSO the milf fic has two parts currently in wip because j got some ideas! I’m a plethora of drafts I have elevendy seven fic wips, some from my old anime fic accounts
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