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Another Tamsy drawing cuz I love drawing him

Once I’m free from my art-block I’ll post some other works later but have this for now

+ amo sketch i might finish later .. !

UR BANNED!

Pairing: enjin, tamsy and zodyl x f!reader (seperate)

Synopsis: The gachiakuta men have been pissing you off! What better way to deal with it than a sex ban! But, who will break first?

Warnings: brief overstimulation, brief (like very) manhandling, oral - f!receiving, dry humping, edging, tamsy's mean, zodyl cums inside!

ENJIN - 6 days!

He breaks first.

It really shouldn't have been an argument at all, but you hated that he didn't seem to take the situation seriously. Your leftovers are a precious thing, and he should know better than to let his greed get the best of him especially when it comes to you and your food. So, when you brought up the problem to him and he laughed in your face, brushed it off and said you were being dramatic, you decided to take it a step up from just ignoring him.

“No, Enjin”

“Baby please? I didn’t know it would be that big of a deal. I’ll get you more, I promise” He begs, head resting under your (his) shirt. He looks up at you from underneath the fabric, golden orbs meeting yours through the neckline. 

“Nope. You ate my favourite snack so you don't get yours”.

“C’mon, don't deny minibreaker like that” he pouts.

“Enjin!”

It feels like it’s been years since that day, and he doesn’t think life could get any worse. He tries to get your attention, gentle touches when you pass each other in the hallways, pleading gazes during meetings. You wouldn’t budge. And to make matters worse, you’re teasing him on purpose! Wearing the skirts he loves, trotting around the apartment in nothing but his shirt and a pair of underwear. His resolve was breaking.

He walks into your shared room. You’re laying on the bed, back turned to the door, pink fabric peeking out from between your thighs as you kick your legs. He sneaks up behind you, all of his weight suddenly resting on your back.

“You still mad?” he asks, brushing your hair from your face and guiding it behind your shoulder. His lips press against the shell of your ear, trailing their way down your body. Two hands grab your thighs, spreading them apart as he takes in the sight in front of him. Fuck, he’s been hungry.

“Yes, Enjin. I’m still mad. So i’m not sure what you think you’re gonna get by staring at my ass” you huff, turning around to look at him. You’re surprised to feel his hands on your ankles, a harsh tug sending your body to the edge of the bed. Your feet are planted on the floor, face smushed against the cotton sheets. He’s on his knees, his face in line with your clothed heat.

“Ha, knew you needed this just as bad as I do” he says, fingers brushing along the dampness on the fabric before giving them a quick suck. His hands push them down your legs, leaving them bound between your ankles. His nose nudges at your hole, before he plants a small kiss against your clit. 

You let out a small moan, your lip finding its way between your teeth. It’s only been six days, but of course you missed him. The more you tried to tempt him, the more you denied yourself. And that could only work so long.

“What do you think, baby? Can you forgive me?” he asks, though he already knows your answer by the way you push your hips back against his face. His tongue flattens against your pussy, saliva mixing with the heat between your legs. Your hand moves to grab his hair, pressing  him further into your core. Each time you tug at his hair it elicits a moan, vibrations rippling its way through your body.

“Fuck, Enjin” you moan, as his nose buries its way further into you. He alternates between sucking your clit or nipping your thigh, his cock growing harder every second. Your hands pull him in closer, each lick sending you closer to your climax.

“Missed this. Missed you so fucking much” he moans, tongue moving faster against your folds. You clench around his tongue, head flying back in pure ecstasy. His mouth doesn’t stop as he guides you through your orgasm, tongue lapping at the slick running down your legs. It isn’t until you push at his head, thighs squeezing in overstimulation that he lets up. Wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. 

He collapses next to you. Hands moving to caress the sides of your face.

“Know you’re catching your breath, princess but minibreakers gonna bust” 

“Stop calling your dick, minibreaker, you dork”

TAMSY - 2 weeks!

You break first, obviously.

With the way Tamsy was acting, you’d think that he put you on a sex ban, not the other way around. 

It started as a stupid argument. You tell him that he doesn’t take you seriously, always brushing off your concerns. To which he responds the way he usually does - grinning and telling you that you were being dramatic again. So, you put him on sex ban. For two weeks. If he wasn’t gonna listen to what you want, you weren’t gonna give him what he wanted. At least that’s what you thought. 

Tamsy has always been patient, it was both a blessing and a curse. And in this case, it really didn’t work out in your favour.

“Tamsy, I need you” you whine. You pry his hand off the book he’s reading, guiding it down into your pants. His eyes shift lazily to yours, watching the way your hips grind needingly against his fingers. You guide them to your clit, moving his hand in small circles. You tried to work with this, you really did. But the pressure, the angle, the positioning, it was all wrong. 

“Something wrong, my love? Are my fingers not to your satisfaction” he asks, eyes finally taking in your disheveled form. The novel is long forgotten on the bedside table as he watches your attempts at getting off. Hips grinding against him, his palm digging into your clit. Your eyes are foggy, warm streaks coating your cheeks. It was humiliating. 

Tamsy watches closely, completely entranced by the way your hips rock against his palm. As your pace slows, thrusts uneven and thighs squeezing around him, he knows you’re close.

“It’s embarrassing, really. I thought you were the one who wanted this … what’s it called? Sexual ban?” he questions, his head propped up and resting on his hand. He watches the way you bite your lip, your movements against him ceasing. Back arching off the sheets, squeezing his wrist to hold it in place as you cum.

“F-fuck, Tamsy” you moan, tears flowing faster down the globes of your cheeks. 

As you come down from your high, embarrassment settles in. Your cheeks burn as you catch your breath, the desperation fresh in your mind. He scans over his now wet wrist, wiping it on your shirt. Blonde locks soon cloud your vision, angel-like features towering over you. 

“Tamsy, m’ so sorry. I-i’m sorry. Please, I just want your cock” you whine, hands coming up to grab at his pants. His hand holds your wrists together, a cold finger trailing along your body. You tense at the contact, his touch finally yours.

“Greedy girl” he says, shaking his head at your feeble attempts. The hand that traced your silhouette now making its way back between your legs, your slick resting between his fingers. This was what you wanted. 

What you needed. 

This felt right.

But that would never last long with Tamsy. 

You’re soon stripped of all pleasure as he stands from his spot on the bed, watching as he makes his way towards the door. In a panic you force yourself up on shaky legs, arms reaching out to grab at his wrists.

“Where are you going?” you ask, eyes looking at him in pure desperation.

“Well there’s still one more week left” His eyes flick down to your hands gripping his wrists. “Thought you were the one who made the rules.”

ZODYL - 9.5 days!

Zodyl adores you, and he adores taking care of you. Sometimes, a bit too much. You’ve lost count of how many times Cthoni has been called in, a portal opening at the first sign of even a tiny mark on your body. And you love him, you really do, but sometimes, you’re not even sure he trusts you.

You finally snap after a mission gone slightly wrong, a manhole opening in front of you as you step foot into the colorful realm below you. When you open your eyes, the dark haired man stands with his back turned to you, arms crossed over your chest.

After a few back and forth comments, you decide that the only way for him to see how upset you are is a sex ban. 10 days. Even at the beginning you question your choices, the ache between your legs growing each night and you’re honestly not sure who’s suffering more.

Zodyl hates when you’re angry with him. It makes him spiral, and the raiders usually get the brunt of it. So when Fuu runs behind you, hiding behind your back from the man in front of you, you sigh.

Maybe the ban has gone on long enough.

“Ah, fuck, Zo” you moan, hands coming to rest on his chest. Your legs on either side of his hips, as you bounce on his cock. His hands cup the globes of your ass, eyes watching where his cock disappears inside you. He finds himself moving you when your legs get too tired, lifting you up and down to keep the pace.

“I missed you” he says, hands coming to brush the hair out of your face. You hold his wrist in your own, a kiss planted on the joint. 

“‘Missed you too, baby. ‘Mm fuck, Zo im getting tired, can-” you dont even get to finish. Your body is scooped in his arms and your back hits the bed. His built form towering over yours as he cages your body between his arms. He guides his tip along your folds, bottoming out in one smooth motion. Long, deep strokes jolt your body further up the bed with each thrust. 

Your hands tangle in his hair, pulling him down so his lips meet yours. He moans into your mouth, taking your lip between his teeth before closing his eyes and letting himself melt against you once again. 

“Promise I’ll do better, kay? Just don’t deny me from having you” he grunts, thrusts getting faster as he gets closer to his climax. You nod up at him, eyes training over his face. For someone who’s so intimidating on the outside, he’s always been a big softie when it comes to you. All of his defences come down and you get to experience the real him. 

After a few more thrusts, you cum, Zodyl following suit shortly after. A white rim presenting itself at the base of his cock as he pulls out. His body collapses on top of yours, his cock softening between his legs. You brush his hair out of his face, his head snuggled deeper into your chest. 

You allow your eyes to drift shut, your exhaustion finally taking over you. Until…

“Zo?”

“Hm?” he hums.

“Are you hard again?”

"…"

a/n: my gachiakuta horndogs you have been fed i apologize for the neglect! NEXTTT IS PERVY MHA HCS