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Gn!reader

I didnt see anyone write him as sub, so i had to do this im sorry. This is inspired by the scene where he gets pleasure from zapping himself in the cock😭 meaning perhaps he's into getting kicked in the groin? no blood or too much pain mentioned. Reader is sorta freaky

Warning: smut, Coyle trying to be dominant and failing miserably

Hope at least some will enjoy^^

(Have a lil edit i did aswell)

You were hiding in one of the many closets, hearing that damned cop close near by. He slowly pressed his baton against each one, giving it a shock. Your heart beat went up as he made his way to the one you were in. In a panic, not wanting to get fried, caught and dragged out of the closet like a ragdoll, you had the brightest idea of jumping out at him.

With all your strength you kicked it open the moment he got infront of the door. You heard the harsh but surprised grunt he gave out, the impact and the suddenness of it all made him fall back. You wasted no time to run the hell out of there.

Unfortunately for you he grabbed your leg just as you ran past him, immediately falling to the ground aswell. You fell with a loud thud, groaning, which to Coyle both was music to his ears.

Not even wanting to look back, you started kicking like a wild horse. Hoping to hit his face or hands away hard enough so you could get back up.

"Calm down you fucking-" caught off by what sounded like a half breath moan, you finally looked back, purely out of curiosity. The scene at first was confusing. He was still gripping your leg, even harder now, and he was looking down, down where your other leg rested, just above his.......boner? Your reflex kicked in and so did your leg, trying to get away, anywhere but away from this freak. The floor screeched under you as your arms slide through them, but you were snatched back just as quick. Of course, the kick landed in the same place, and you heard the similar moan escape his lips once again.

"Whatch where yer kicking, you filthy.... ohhh i see what you're trying to do. Tryina' seduce the good ol' cop, get 'im all nice and puddy for you, so then you could run back to cause more trouble?"

He grabbed your other leg and forced you to slide on to him. You tried to get away, but he was far too strong. He enjoyed the angry little noises you made. He then grabbed you by your shoulders and pushed you up against him, making you see him eye to eye. Or...eye to sunglasses.

You felt his cock poking you through the fabric, and you couldn't help but get slightly aroused. How could you not, when all you've been through is pain and running. Would it be so bad to give in to your animalistic urges? Besides, he was yelling some pretty perverted stuff at you earlier. If he wants to get turned on so bad, you could oblige.

You pushed your lower half stronger into him, you watched as his head slowly fell back. Your nails digged into the sides of his waist, that earned you a grunt.

He would be complaining if it didnt feel so good.

"Fuck, ya know,, usually im the one on top but-hhg, a little change wouldn't hurt. I could just sit back n' relax." he grabbed onto your ass, squeezing it, smiling up at you, despite being on the ground he tried to gain his dominance back.

"You're such a whore you know? I'll have to fuck all the sins out of you, sweetheart." He said in that annoyingly seductive voice of his. Already imagining all the perverse ways he was gonna handle you. You on the other hand were getting tired of hearing him talk. You knew one way to shut him up.

Just as he was about to insult you with some degrading nickname once again, you grabbed his head, smashed it into the floor and before he could grunt, your mouth attacked his. He moaned into the kiss, bucking his hips up from the sudden dominance he was receiving. Your knee hit his groin, warning him, fortunately for him, he enjoyed every second, making a pathetic sound into your mouth, his arms that were wrapped around you bringing you closer. He was enjoying this a hell of a lot. Mannequins don't do much, and others kick, cry and flee. A little reward of affection couldn't hurt.

You broke the kiss only to bite his lip. Not enough to draw blood, you weren't nearly as much of a freak as he was. You didn't intend to hurt your prey,,, too badly anyways.

Your tongue made its way down to his neck, licking and nibbling on it.

"Hhaah! Ahh s-sweetness, taking a like to me aren't you? You think you can drive a good cop off the marry ways?" Not exactly what you'd describe him.

"Hng, you're better than all those wifes i killed... Too bad i don't consider taking rings no more" For your sanity you decided you didn't hear that.

It was hard to focus anyway, as his hands were roaming all over your body, grabbing, pinching, massaging you as he pleased.

Not wanting to stay behind, your hand slowly reached to his belt. His hands stopped groping you, and instead focused on what you were doing. He was growing painfully hard. "It was damn time you decide to finally go for the kill darlin'. Can't belive i even let you wait for so long." Your other hand strongly grabbed into his breast, which earned a faint yelp from him.

"Not the talkative type huh? I could change that.." he really didn't know when to give up. Using your words against him would be no use, but with your actions you'll make sure that it would leave him a pathetic mess.

He groaned as you let him out of his boxer. His tip red, leaking with precum. You could feel it throb in your hand. It was quite the sight. For the first time you spoke up. "Poor thing, needing so much attention? Hows about this, if i milk you dry, you let me go without a scratch. Deal?" You teasingly squished his cock, gentle enough for him to not get mad.

"Mmm, bribing a cop? You really are worst of the worst. Not only a filthy whore, aiming to bribe cops but-"

"I could just leave you aching right now and make a run for it" you cut him off.

You saw his eyebrows go up, his hands suddenly keeping you in place. "NO! No, don't you dare,, you started this, then you better finish it! You-" you grabbed his face, and forced a nod out of him, moving his head up and down.

"Great! Its a deal, you're such a good boy for understanding." You pet and scratched his beard. He should kill you, he really should. He should take his stupid electric stick and beat you to a fault with it. But the petname, the strangely nice feeling of your fingers in his beard, his painful erection in your hands, still not moving- he was now just staring up at you. Contemplating.

You took his silence and the growing blush on his face as a win, and begin to stroke his length. His head fell back again, hitting the floor, not that he cared, the hurt of no action switching with sudden pleasure was worth every embarrassing moment you put him through.

You sped up, all while kissing his face and patting his beard. He whined and nearly cried out, not knowing your name, he choose to call you and address you as 'slut' in the moment. You had to be, how else would you be able to force him into such position, he thought. Hmm, or maybe you were an angel? Sent from above just for him...no no, you had to be a slut, what is he thinking?..

He couldn't muster up any normal sentence. Not that he generally could anyway, but right now he sounded like a slut himself. Drowning in pleasure, he was quite vocal, his grunts and moans filling up the room.

His own moan caught in his throat as he came. Panting and breathing heavily, his grip easing up on you, finally letting you free.

You gave a kiss to the scarred side of his face, telling him how good he did. Somehow, that action alone filled his chest with a warm feeling. 'But of course he did well, don't degrade him like this, oh hey where are you going, nnoo' were his last thoughts as he watched you get up and make your way to the exit. Before you left you took one last look at him just to say "Oh and i think there is only one slut present, officer." You sounded tired yet your sarcastic tone could be still heard. And just like that you were gone. He kinda missed you already.

Him liking you hc's

Warning: Bros freaky so expect some nasty stuff to be written in here

He chases you cuz its hilarious to see you run and screech. Its adorable

When he catches you, he holds you by your neck, his beard teasing your skin, he takes a deep sniff into your hair, taking in the scent, groaning.

He seductively begins to put on a show for you, touching himself, from up to down. By the point he zaps himself in the groin, you will be far too aroused to be shocked. He will shock you a little bit aswell, seeing your reaction, hearing you scream, its worth every moment. (Very shocking experience for you)

He hugs you from behind pretty often. He even lifts you into his arms, picks you up just to walk around with you. He's so damn strong, you cannot push him off. Perhaps if yer muscular. Speaking of, he'll kiss and bite into yer muscles/skin.

You turn him on by simply existing. "It should be illegal to be this hot, you sexy son of a bitch!!" he yells at ya

He'll blow smoke in yer face and throw his cigarettes at you (lovingly)

He has a bunch of degrading petnames like, slut, whore, pussy, fucktoy. On other occasions he'll call you darling, sweetheart, hot stuff.

When you look at the aftermath of what he done to a mannequin, then look at him petrified, he'll look back with a sinister smile. He might tease you by saying "I'll do the same to you." Its so amusing to him when you get freaked out.

He'll ask for kisses. Give him kisses. Give that man some pistachios as well while we're at it.

He'll actually call you by your name when he gets a tad bit worried about you. Either that is you being gone for far too long, or you getting hurt by someone other than him. It's his job to slap you around! Anyone else who touches you will get their heads busted in.

He'll ask you a question, won't even let you finish answering, and move on to another.

He pokes yer bruising just to see ur reaction.

When you say you're cold, he complains about how weak and whiny you are, but still gives you his jacket.

He takes one of the mannequins police hat and puts it on you. Pretending ur his longlife partner. Roleplaying goes so far he'll want you to put the rest of the clothes on aswell. Well, look at you! You're his lil police pal now.

He cups and pats his groin right infront of your face.

When he sees you from a window he'll put his hands on the glass, lean in and kiss it, encouraging you to get closer.

He'll step on you when you're on the ground. You look so pathetic.

He shares his drink with you, and by that i mean grab your chin and make you gulp it all down in one go. If any of liquid slips from your lips he'll lick it off. We cannot waste drinks like that, you cannot be wasting drinks like that.

Sometimes he'll snuggle into you, you caress him and he relaxes for once.

If you're wearing a special little outfit, dare i say, a mask is covering yer face, his first objective will be ripping it off you to see "that pretty thing" under there. If failing he'll be yelling at you "IF YER INNOCENT THEN WHY ARE YA HIDING YER FACE?!?!" he just wants to see you to kiss you better (he wont go easy on you). As long as you behave you get to keep it and he's so kind he'll even let you wear it. At least yer pretty face will only be seen by him...

He tries to keep you with him, but its impossible with the cleanup crew. He misses you when you leave for too long. And he's gonna blame you, then blame them for that hurt.

If you're super affectionate with him he'll be distracted 99% of the time. If you don't give in, you'll be distracted 99% of the time cuz are you trying to get him touch starved? You didn't have a space you could call private but now, now its even worse.

But did you really think your little 'friendly' meetups would go unnoticed? You are being observed every second. And even if none of you are right infront of any doctors/guards, it'll still raise a suspicion.

Hc's on how he'd be on invasion || i think i already posted this but look at yet again my oc art

Gn!reader, reader is violent, tad bit suggestive

He didn't know you were gonna play copycat, until you lifted your mask to wink at him. What especially interested him was that you had a knife. He tried to follow you so he doesn't lose track of who's who. He was excited to see you hunting for yer prey.

He bursts into a laugh whenever he sees you kill another reagent, especially if you jump out at them.

He sorta plays baseball with you, putting his baton up to hit the poor reagent your way. He giggles as you play along, hitting them back his way.

He yells for you or whistles when he sees a reagent. He wants to see you come running for your prey.

It really gets him going to see you act so violent towards the people you once played in a team with. "YEAHH GO GET EMM!....you sexy son of a gun.."

It's also real satisfying to watch you pull them out of a hiding spot. He's over there yapping while you do your business.

He also laughs at you when you get pushed off from your victim. "Now ya know what it feels like." He leans over the wall as he taunts you.

He gets mad at ex-pops hurting you. "YOU GOT THE WRONG FUCKING GUY YOU PUNK" he chases them away. He might confuse you aswell, thats why he quietly whispers your name, waits to see if you pull out your knife so he can be sure it's you. It is real embarrassing when he does it to a random reagent. He gets so flustered he starts bashing their heads in instead of calling for you. From now on you give him a little wave whenever you see him so he knows. He'll act like a puppy seeing their owner come home.

He doesn't enjoy seeing them fight back either. To push you away is fine, it's hilarious. But to hit you with something? Thats one step too far, you're stamina is weak as it is.

He'd love to plan with you. Like you hide somewhere and he chases a reagent to where you are. You would jump out to stop them and then ya'll kill the poor thing. He's so proud when ya'lls plan works.

Makes him realize how much he'd love to have you as an asset next to him.

At first he's surprised to see you leave, run into an elevator and tell him you'll come back soon. He honestly thought he could hang out with you the whole time... But when you do come back you tell him how you can see the reagents in the camera and he believes you are playing security. He lectures reagents when they break yer cams "The hell? Did you just break the camera?" "STOP WRECKING THE FURNITURE"

He's pretty distracting also. Tugging at his belt, eyeing you hungrily, spitting lewd comments your way. Because don't forget,, he can still very much hurt you. He acts much more cooperative though, cuz you are now on his side. Doesn't stop him from drooling over you

When you get frustrated cuz you can't find the reagent or they always get away, he'll pull you into a heated make out session. Do you understand how hot you are when you're furious? He will make fun of you if you stomp around like a bunny tho. "Need some help? You poor bastard.." but instead of actually helping you he decides to help you get some steam off another way if you catch my drift...

He gets so comfortable with you that he gives you his cigarette. How about one of those cigarette kisses? He'll break out laughing if you can't handle it and have a coughing fit. He'll harshly hit you on the back to 'save you', you would look so pathetic he loves it. Just remind him you have a knife on you

If you lose or die he'll get real mad at the reagents...it...it's their fault you lost! He lost you..well you'll come back but still they hurt his prey. Only he can do that

It was a collaborative drawing with a friend(ID:去码头整点薯条）I was only responsible for the background.