Warnings: AFAB! Reader. Smut. Breeding. He's a little possessive, maybe even a little pussy drunk. MDNI
Bruce Wayne and his relentless desire for more children, as if he doesn't already have a small horde of them.
But something about being a middle-aged man and not really having many of his own seems to be doing something to that bat-brain of his. Or maybe it's simply being in love and wanting at least one child who looks like his dear wife.
And you just had to mention kids to him one night, didn't you? Had to get him thinking. Had to make him start tracking that ovulation cycle of yours.
Had to get him into the mood to fold you into that mean mating press - the one where your hands claw helplessly at the sheets for any scrap of mercy while he fucks you in slow, shallow strokes that leave you begging for him to push his entire cock inside. He'll always tut softly then, reminding you that the beginning is important. You wouldn't want to tear anything, would you? Not that you care much when he keeps working those tight little thrusts that pull complaint after complaint from your lips.
Because won't he just fit so nicely inside?
Snug as a bug within your cushiony walls, already starting to smack his heavy balls against your swollen lips as he inches deeper.
Won't he take mercy on your poor, fluttering walls already trying to milk him dry? Those same walls that have his breath hitching, eyes rolling back as he pushes - no, eases - another inch inside. Your poor pussy, weeping and clenching around every twitching vein as it drags slowly along your sensitive insides.
He's cruel about it, too. Beautifully so.
Pushing your knees toward your chest, his broad, calloused palms braced behind your thighs, pressing back any resistance you try to give as you strain another breath at the stretch of him nestled right up against your cervix. His leaking tip presses there in a wet little kiss, and a lewd moan slips from the back of your throat before you can stop it.
"There we go, love," he sighs, low and satisfied, his weight settling fully into you as he bottoms out, balls resting heavy and eager against your swollen folds. One hand slides from your thigh to your abdomen, thumb circling your throbbing clit in slow motions that make your back arch prettily and let him sink even deeper.
"Oh, what a good girl," he coos, starting to piston his hips in that shallow, steady rhythm, soothing your squeals and babbled protests that it's too much, too deep. And still, your body keeps matching him, helplessly chasing his pace as he grows increasingly intoxicated on you - the heat, the tightness, those cute little sounds you make whenever his tip finds that sweet, gushy spot. He especially seems to enjoy the slick sounds your pussy makes each time his balls slap against your cunt - wet, squelching, obscene with every thrust.
Soon, he's babbling his own nonsense between thrusts.
About how beautiful you'll be.
How he can't wait to see.
Thrust.
What a great.
Thrust.
Mother you'll be.
He keeps your legs from closing, holding them wide, letting your ankles rest over his shoulders as he leans down close - close enough to pull words straight from your lips, close enough to watch how your glistening cunt greedily swallows him whole. Close enough to see that pleading look in your eyes when you beg him to just fill you already.
But Bruce can't simply fill you without making you see stars first. Be rational, darling.
Not without every thrust curling your toes, stealing your breath. Not without grinding that angry mauve tip against that sweet spot until you're gushing and making those prettiest, helpless noises he loves so much.
Only once you've come - once you're panting, nails dragging pretty marks into his back - does he finally fill you with his hot seed that spurts in ragged bursts. Only once you're breathless, whispering thank you as if it were mercy granted instead of something he orchestrated.
And even then, he's already dragging your slick along the length of his cock, already hardening again at the sight of his seed starting to spill from your weeping hole.
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robby who uses just a bit too much lube to make things loud to embarrass you
you wouldn’t say you’re particularly loud in bed. in fact- robby would claim that you’re usually pretty quiet.
you make noise- they’re just small moans and gasps. unfortunately for you robby likes to hear you and while he’d never make you too uncomfortable- he will absolutely give you ultimatums that force you to tell him what you want. “ask me to keep going” or “if you want it, you gotta tell me”. he’s sweet- checking in to make sure your quietness is just you being shy and not out of discomfort.
but.. then sometimes he does like messing with you just to mess with you…
“what’s that?” you ask as he pulls a small bottle from his bedside drawer along with a condom.
“lube”
“okay… and why do we need lube…”
“everybody can benefit from lube- there’s less friction, makes things more pleasurable, provides a smoother experience for both parties,” he states very matter of factly, a subtle- not so subtle- grin on his face.
“uh huh- you gonna tell me what you’re up to?”
“jeez you don’t wanna use it?” He laughs, the small bottle still in his hand.
“i’m fine with the lube robby- I just have a feeling you have an ulterior motive here.”
“no ulterior motives- just wanna make you feel good,” he says with a smirk as he squeezes out some of the cool, slightly tacky liquid onto you.
you let him use the lube as he fingered you and again when he brought his cock to your entrance, and again when he changed positions pushing you into a deep mating press.
the sticky substance coated your thighs but allowed him to sink into you with little resistance. robby had at least been correct in his statement about it making things more smooth.
but very quickly you find his allegedly nonexistent ulterior movie and learn that lube makes sex almost annoyingly loud. every time robby slid home a squelch sounded out, the slap of skin on skin was amplified leaving you even more flustered than usual.
“something the matter sweetheart?”
oh and the cocky son of a bitch just had to rub it in…
“ngh you’re so meann,” you pout, voice pitching up at the end.
a hand instinctively comes up to cover your mouth but robby intercepts it, pinning it onto the bed.
Invincible men, Viltrumites, and other aliens period headcanons.
Reader is an AFAB human for this one.
Cecil Stedman: he's old, he's seen shit, and he's a fucking adult in charge of protecting the planet. Aka he's not disgusted or squeamish or awkward about it. Tell him your preferred pads/tampons and they'll always be stocked at home. Bled on the bed/couch/seat? That's fine, he'll either clean it himself or have someone else do it– believe me, regardless of who does it, they have a lot of experience with cleaning blood. Any comfort items you need will also be provided, and he can easily hook you up with some good painkillers.
9/10 only because he can't personally comfort you very often.
Mark Grayson: he's supportive but he faints the first time you suddenly get your period and bleed through your clothes. Super embarrassed afterwards. Does his best to offer comfort and tend to your needs, hovers around you like a damn hummingbird those first few months before it becomes just another part of life for him. Always looks like a kicked puppy if you wince or gasp from cramps/lightning in your butt.
9/10 simply because he can be a lot at times.
Rex Splode: "don't worry, babe, I get it. One time when I was still dating Eve, I went in to kiss her but got a nosebleed and then sneezed. I got blood all over her face! ... I'm surprised she didn't dump me for it." Dumb but supportive even when he was a dick. Always makes jokes after he got the shit beaten out of him and is bleeding everywhere that he just got his period (he wears the joke out but never stops using it). Loves using your period to cuddle up with you and do nothing. Tv, snacks, blankets, and hot water bottles? Sign him the fuck up. (Also tried using it as an excuse not to work with Cecil. He wasn't impressed.)
7/10, 9/10 after his life flashes before his eyes– much more mature about it.
Thragg: "... human bodies are so inefficient." Like why can't your body reabsorb your egg? Why can't your womb always be ready for a baby? Why is this process necessary? He really doesn't understand why humans evolved this way but other than that, he's fairly alright with it. Supplies you with what you need and leaves it at that. Doesn't mind if you're clingy during this time– he's more than happy content to carry you around and seat you in his lap, warmth soothing you.
8/10, could be more concerned/caring but otherwise perfect.
Conquest: he smells it out. Tracks you down and gets concerned when he can't find your injury. Once you explain what's up though, he's plucking you up and taking you to bed. Full on comfort mode. Snacks, cuddling, carries you to the bathroom to change your pad/tampon/empty your cup. Cups your lower belly while you cuddle.
10/10, perfection.
Kregg: considering how many mates he has, he's perfected the act of taking care of you on your period. The first time he actually witnessed a period was... interesting. He'd read about them before, but he hadn't realised it would be so... off-putting. For Viltrumites, it's just not natural to bleed from there. It makes him worry, but after a while he adjusts. Always stocked up on period products and care items. His natural body heat is also perfect for cuddling during this time.
10/10, no notes.
Thaedus: "... you bleed from there? ... fascinating." Very chill about it despite how new it is for him. He interacts with a lot of species, so tries to keep an open mind. Has a few doctors/scientists prepare you some meds/absobent pads or whatever since you probably can't get those on Talescria.
6/10, not very comforting but takes care of you.
Battle Beast: declares your period "the blood moon" and treats it like he's trying to appease a god of war. Aka he brings you whatever you want/need. Fine pelts (blankets), succulent meat (or chocolates), trophies from his hunts (entertainment and comfort items). Honestly thinks you should free bleed because he likes the image of you bleeding down your thighs without actually, y'know, dying, but gets you whatever you need. And yes he eats it during your period.
10/10 easily, just dramatic. It's a period, bud, not a Shakespearean play.
Allen: "woah! You bleed from there? Why?" One explanation later and he's making notes of what you need. He's got some sway so he'll get you some supplies. Until then... moss. Gives you some absorbent moss his people used to make bandages to stuff into your underwear. Very comfy 👍
8/10, kinda clingy during it. Do not tell him orgasms make it better. It's for your own good.
Space Racer: since there's nothing on his kind, I'm going to headcanon that– his kind have something similar. Ish. During pregnancy, babies will typically shed in the womb and the women push the sheddings out. So when you start your period, he's not too shocked. Does think you're pregnant for a moment though, so you have to clear that up. Aside from that, he always makes sure to stock up on what you need, especially if you're traversing the universe together.
7/10, he doesn't seem the most physically affectionate but he does care.
Warnings: sub! geto, afab!/fem! reader (reader gets called "ma'am" once) , geto's nipples are abused :/, bottom reader, creampie, reader is a bit of a pervert, nipple piercings mention, begging and crying (like usual)
A/N: and you guys thought i would NEVER post for kinktober (nobody said this I just think u r thinking it). here I am. this one was strange to write tho idk. kinda wasn't feeling it :/ but maybe u guys will
You feel a kiss pressed into the back of your neck, and then two, and suddenly, you can feel your lover trying to plant a hickey on your skin. You pull away quickly, and the man behind you groans in annoyance. “Nice try. Relax, Suguru, you are being so needy,” You complain, readjusting yourself on his lap. Geto makes a low noise, similar to a whimper, and you can’t help but grin at the meek sound.
He recomposes himself, taking in a deep breath and letting out a low laugh. “Just give me a chance, my love. I will make you feel good. J-Just let me.” His words come out more of a plea, and he internally curses himself – pleading only makes it worse.
You stretch your arms out with a mewl, listening to the satisfying pop in your shoulders. Then, you collapse against Geto’s chest with a yawn. His hands rest on your thighs, and his leg begins to bounce, trying to distract himself. “Dont want to. Can we just relax and watch the movie?” You hum in return.
He faintly hears the movie playing in the background, but he can't pay attention to it. All he can think of is how badly he needs to cum, how desperately he craves to fuck you. You have been sitting on his cock for twenty minutes now, and he feels like he is going insane. “Please let me move. I will be quick, I swear. Just let me cum first, and I will watch the movie!”
You furrow your eyebrows. “Is that all I am to you? Something to fuck? I was trying to have a nice evening, and here you are ruining it cause you can't control yourself.”
Geto grinds his teeth together. He knows what you are doing, especially the way you tightened up just coincidentally after you said that. But still, he plays his part, knowing that it was worse not to. “It’s not like that, you know that.” He begins to kiss your neck, hoping to coax something out of you. “Just want it, s-so badly. Love you so much, but you are torturing me, you know that?” He murmurs, trying to keep his voice from shaking. He licks at his lips, and his fingers twitch on your thigh.
You shake your head, leaning forward to grab a piece of popcorn. The movement of you slightly raising yourself up and then down sends Geto moaning out, and his hands instinctually grab onto your hips. His fingers are shaking, and he is trying his best not just to hold you down and fuck you then and there. He wasn’t one to disobey that easily, instincts aside.
But as if nothing happened, you slump against his chest, feeding yourself some more popcorn. “No,” You decide, leaning up to press a small kiss to his jaw. “I just want to relax here. ‘s comfortable. You are alright with that, yes, Suguru?”
His mouth goes dry, and he glares at the back of your neck. Suguru knows that is wasn’t simply because you wanted to relax – no, you wanted to tease him, to drive him insane. He wants to yell at you, but nothing will come out of that. So he tries to relax on the couch, spreading his legs and looking at the ceiling. “Yeah. ‘s fine. Relax. Relax,” he murmurs mostly to himself, trying to get himself not to buck his hips into you.
“Good boy,” You coo, pressing another couple of kisses to his neck. He, in turn, jumps with a noise just smaller than a whimper, but tries his best not to complain.
And then the two of you remain silent for the next ten minutes. You just sat and watched the movie, and Geto found himself playing with anything he could to force himself not to move his hips. He even got soft for a moment when he spent a couple of minutes thinking about how gross curses taste, but with one sigh from you as your arms stretch out and reposition yourself on his cock, he finds himself hard again.
But then, out of the blue, you turn yourself on his lap and face him. He gulps when he feels your cheek press against his chest while you wear a small grin on your face. You were planning something, he could tell.
“This movie sucks,” You complain, “Need some better entertainment.”
Geto’s eyes widen and his breathing picks up. “Let me fuck you,” He breathes, using his shaky hands to tilt your jaw up to face him. “Please, I-I promise it will keep you entertained.”
You pull away from his grip, and the man furrows his eyebrows. “Not happening. If you ask again, I will leave you here. Do you understand Suguru?”
He does let a whine slip out this time, but you dont flinch at him, instead seeming to narrow your eyes even more. He nods his head, gulping, before saying, “Yes, ma’am.”
You frown at him, rubbing your thumb on his closed lips. “Poor baby. I wish your body were just as obedient as your mouth. Must be so frustrated.”
Your hands pull away from his mouth and trace down the flowy white tee shirt he wears for bed. They stop and circle the two erect nipples on his chest, and Geto flinches. “I am. Can you please help me?”
You pinch one of his nipples through the cloth and his whole body jerks. “I take it back. Your mouth is as whorish as your body,” You seem to seeth, and Suguru is quick to mumble out multiple apologies to try to get you to let go of the sensitive buds.
After a moment, you spare him and let go of them, but your hands trail to the base of the shirt before sliding under it until your hands touch his abdomen. Suguru gulps but doesn’t say anything as you force his shirt up and over his head. The cloth lands just behind his neck, but neither of you spares it a glance.
Then, your hands dance their way up to his nipples, causing his entire body to freeze. For the months you spent dating him, you have grown fawn of toying with the cute nubs. They were always an erogenous spot for your lover, but during sex, you make sure to always somehow stimulate them. Eventually, they became more and more sensitive, and sometimes, if you are lucky, you can hear him hiss out when they graze the fabric of his shirt while stripping. He has taken to baggier clothes instead of trying to reason with you.
Geto doesn’t move from his position, but his eyes look up at you in a plea. His chest was puffy from yesterday night’s teasing, and you could make out a faint bite mark that trapped the bud. “How do you manage to get cuter?” You sigh, gently pinching both of them in between your pointer and middle finger, which makes a low whine slip from his mouth.
“I dont think I have met anyone other than you that has a strange fascination in a male’s chest,” Suguru mumbles out, a small pout on his face that doesn’t last long, considering that your mouth has found its way to his chest.
His eyes widen, and his hands shoot from your thigh to the back of your hair. “H-Hey. Wait. Oh fuck. Gentle!” He borderline yelps, back arching against the couch as his eyes screw shut. It sends a shiver down his body, and with every drag of your tongue, he can feel himself grow overstimulated.
You grin into his skin, and he can feel your teeth graze against him. “I am,” you mumble out, moving to give the other nipple some attention. His hand tightens on your hair, and he grinds his teeth together to try to distract himself from the overbearing stimulation. It was borderline painful, but at the same time, he knew that the couple probably cum from that alone. And that’s what worried him.
“Now, can I?”
You cock your head to the side, dragging your tongue up his chest. “Can you what?”
Suguru goes quiet for a moment, mouth slightly open as another full-body shiver runs down his spine. “I dont want to cum like this,” he begs, dark eyes flickering to you in a plea, “I want–please let me fuck you. Please. Please!”.
Your other hand creeps toward his other nipple, running circles around it. It was wet from your mouth, so your finger slides easily over the reddened flesh. His breaths are coming out in his pants, switching from holding his breath to try and ignore the sensation to rapid exhales as he tries to move his chest away from you. It was endearing, seeing him squirm because he usually held his composure well, always growing embarrassed when you tease him about it.
“Why? It feels good, yeah? I think you are going about this the wrong way, Suguru,” You sigh, now using both fingers to flick at the nub. Your lips are millimeters from his, and he is borderline breathing into your mouth. “It is a privilege to cum, y’know.”
Your lover licks at his lips, twitching and letting out a small yelp. “I-I know. Thankful for it. But, it’s a lot,” he whines, accidentally pressing an open-mouthed kiss to your lips when his body uncontrollably jerks.
He shakes his head back and forth when you chuckle at him, tears beginning to pool in his eyes. “It’s–You are driving me insane,” the man warbles, biting the inside of his mouth and shutting his eyes when you pinch him. His hands drift back to your waste again, and he rolls his hips upward. The action makes you raise your eyebrows, intrigued by the sudden defiance.
“Dont wanna cum, dont wanna cum like this. Please, please, please move.” You watch as his hands ghost up and down your waist, most likely imagining what it would be like to have you bounce on him. His eyes are screwed shut, and his eyebrows are furrowed in concentration – you even have to tear his lip from his teeth before it begins to bleed.
You dramatically sigh, finally tearing your fingers from his chest to pin them to your side. The action causes him to blink up at you in confusion, and you watch as a singular tear fall to his cheek. “You have 15 seconds to cum, do you understand?”
His body goes rigid, and he leans up from the couch to get closer to you. “Can I?”
“Yes,” you mumble, rolling your eyes. “you can fuck me. Your time starts now.”
In an instant, you are being pinned to his chest with his face buried into your neck. His hands dig into your waist, and he begins his frantic thrusts upward. Loud moans are breathed into your shoulder, and his mouth begins to pepper your skin in love bites. “Thank you. Thank you. Thank you,” Geto chants, eyes falling contently shut.
Your eyes widen at the suddenness of it all, especially the fact that your face was now suffocating in his chest. But you take this as an opportunity, and immediately your mouth falls on the closest nipple, using your teeth to nibble at it gently.
The reaction is immediate; Geto curses out as his back slightly arches. His pace doesn’t let up even with the sensitive distraction, and more tears seem to tumble down his face. “Ten seconds,” You whisper into his chest, trying to hide the tremble in your voice from how rough he was being with you. He didn’t seem to have a care in the world, simply focusing on his pleasure alone. You didn’t know if you found that cute or annoying.
“W-Wait. Give me five more. Y-You’re counting too fast!” He frantically demands, pulling you tighter toward him. You dont respond, instead trying to find some breathing room to switch to the other nipple. This time when you do latch onto it, you bite it harder than any of the other times, and Geto lets out a screeching sound. Tears cascade down his face, and he whimpers out in pain, but nevertheless, he continues to thrust upward, not willing to miss out on his orgasm.
“Five seconds,” You purr, and at the words, he begins to cry into your neck. Strong arms encompass your entire frame, and he digs his fingers into any surface he can on your body. But his sounds were higher in pitch, and his thrusts were uneven, so you could tell that he was close.
“Three…” He shakes his head back and forth, thick hair tickling your shoulder as his breaths become shorter. His eyes begin to widen, and he gulps, continuing with his hip movements. The room fills with loud slapping noises and pants from both parties.
“Two…”
But you didn’t get to one because after sending one last long lick to the sensitive bud, Getos comes crashing down. The sound he lets out is breathless, similar to a moan and hiccup, like he struggling to breathe. He throws his head back, and it is just centimeters away from knocking into your chin, but you dont have the energy to tease him. Besides, even if you did, he wouldn’t listen, not in this state at least.
Cum begins to leak out and slide back onto his dick, and the feeling makes you sigh. Getos orgasm lasts around twenty seconds, but even after, his body twitches with aftershock. You watch sweat drip down his neck, and his chest rises and falls as he tries to catch his breath, But he wears a lazy grin on his face, eyes hazy, but completely content, finally sedated.
Geto releases your arms and collapses back onto the couch with one last deep sigh. You take this time to inspect his body, grinning to yourself when you catch sight of his nipples. When he catches your gaze, his arms immediately reach out to cover himself. “No more nipple play for a long, long, long time. You are officially cut off from my chest.”
You let out a loud whine in complaint. “You can’t do that! I was just thinking about piercing them!”
The man stares at you incredulously, shivering at the idea of a needle driving through his already oversensitive nipples. “You must be crazy,” he sighs, “and a pervert. Now get off me, let’s go get cleaned up. I want to finish the movie.”
“Uh huh, so now you want to watch the movie with me!” He doesn’t respond, instead just grabbing you by the waist and dragging you toward the bathroom.
uhhh prologue for a jason todd fic where they argue over books, sorry about the fast start more exposition in the first chapter but i find dialogue easiest. not proofread.
pls enjoy ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ
inc: jason todd x reader, fem! reader, redhood x reader, enemies to lovers, jason todd stays mad, rage baiting jason todd,
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prologue:
‘you, again ?’
craning your neck towards the heavy, dented, metal slabs that are the front doors of the apartment building, you spot a large man with mostly dark hair, in a tattered, black, leather jacket.
‘…do i know you?’ you asked, confused.
‘no, and you don’t need to. i’m just curious as to what kind of juvenile criminal steals from a community book nook’
your eyes widen in surprise and narrow again in disdain before resting a hand on your hip.
‘believe it or not coffin dodger’ you retort snarkily, gesturing to the white in his hair.
‘when me and my fellow juveniles bring an item back from whence it came’ huffing and turning back to grab another book ‘we normally consider it returned’
flabbergasted, he stands there processing your insult for just a moment before shooting back with a glare
‘oh, i see, good samaritan, must’ve gotten you confused with the other resident hoarding 12 books yet to make their return’
you’d imagined a fight occurring when you came to Gotham one day, but you’d visualised more of a scrap to the death in a wet alley somewhere and less of a squabble over book nook etiquette under your own (currently leaking) roof.
‘i wasn’t aware book nooks hired their own personal security nowadays’ you remark
‘what do they pay you in? does it grow on trees?’
his eye twitched in rage before he slowly walked over, it wasn’t until he was a couple feet away that you began to appreciate the minor detail that you were currently living in Gotham of all places.
you felt yourself begin to shrink a little bit in your own skin.
‘i’ll be watching’ the man strode away.
you shivered, whispering an uneasy ‘creep’ before making your escape up the stairs.
new book in arm, you practically skip down the hall, waltzing into your room, locking the door behind you and launching full force into your plush bed. practically buzzing with excitement you open up the first page to see what new annotations await you.
halfway into the first one you choke out a laugh
‘ ahhh .. what a dweeb’
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authors note: bello, so this fic is gonna take me a while cause i’m at uni AND im having relationship troubles. everything goes downhill when you starting writing fanfiction. any tips are welcome since i haven’t written for years, other than that pls enjoy hopefully next chapter will be out soon! thanks! 📁
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cw: cyberpunk smut, fingering, choking implications, mean! johnny silverhand, reader is not V, afab!f! reader x pre!engram! johnny
"We can't Johnny" Your voice a choked whimper, slurred together with rasped out moans. A tutting finger against your throat while the oh so familiar metallic hand gripped you. So gentle, so rough, practiced perfection and tasteless passion (so he would say).
"Johnny," Yet another pathetic mewl when Johnny finally stopped mouthing at the soft flesh of your collarbones.
"Shut up." Not his best mood, so blatant; if you were smarter, you would take that as your warning. Just in the other room you could still feel the vibrations from the stage speakers, the music so soft when you were away from it all. The gentle lights that helped cast purple colored hues on Johnny's vengeful expression. His aviators tossed somewhere on one of the tables, so careless right now - almost vulnerable.
His other hand, shoved into your underwear, furious rubs against your clit making you stand on the tips of your toes while you hiccupped, cried, fucking begged for his cock. Saliva covering your lips and your vision blurred from the overstimulation. It made Johnny laugh, just a bit, just enough for him to pity you. To kiss away the forming tears against your eyes, licking away the salty liquid.
Just before this, you were arguing, hated each other so badly. But his eyes, those chocolate colored eyes; like a sad dog without his bone - you really pitied this filthy bastard. You were so fucking in love. And Johnny loved sex.
"Haaa.." A sharp inhale for air seeped toward your mouth when he released his loose grip on your throat. Somehow such a delicate touch could be so tortuous, make your cunt ache, drool with the desire to be filled.
"You're thinking again." Johnny grumbled, pressing his forehead against yours while he cornered you against the wall, silver finger tips grazing the flesh of your jaw toward your ear. You shivered, whimpering from the cold sensation. Johnny inhaled, drawing out the scent of your shampoo, murmuring in a growl. "Hate when you do that."
His fingers slid out of your panties, leaving your hips to buck against nothing, begging for the sweet texture of anything. You whined, pathetically, "You're so mean..pleasee.."
There you went again, being so pathetic, so begging.
"Adorable." Johnny laughed against your forehead, enjoying your annoyed squirm. Your hand grabbing at his, the flesh one, the soft one, the one suited to slip inside without making you cry from the cold. His eyes smiled for him despite the stern expression.
"Do it."
And back again you led his hands where they belonged, gathering up your slick on his fingerprints to slip a single finger in. You cried out a gasp, a bit of spit coating your lip that of course Johnny licked at. What a sick pervert, you'd remember this later, maybe tease him about it.
But that was later, and this was now. And now, you were back on the balls for your feet, riding his single finger in your cunt. Crying as he shoved his tongue in your mouth, licking against your teeth and suckling your own tongue. A knot of pleasure formed inside you, your vision so spotted from your desperation; breathless pants spilling out of you, enough to make Johnny pull away and admire his work.
Your back arching as your split away, leaning against the wall. You writhed, whined pathetically as you came on to his hands. So embarrassing and shameless, but the two of you had done worse. All good things came to an end though. Clarity slowly rushing down on you, by now you could feel the heat of your face and the sweat that clung to your body. Johnny's arrogant grin watching as realization hit you. Both hands on either side of your hip.
Genshin Characters That Eat Pussy For Your Pleasure Vs Their Pleasure
//18+ MINORS DNI - AFAB! Reader
Uhmmm I just had some thoughts heheh.
Albedo, Ei, Ayato, Heizou, Kazuha, Diluc, Xiao, Venti, Childe
Genshin Characters That Eat Pussy For YOUR Pleasure:
Albedo -> I hope you don’t mind him experimenting with his tongue and various toys on you, scribbling down the results, sometimes doing so while suckling on your clit. He edges you until you cry, maybe if you beg he’ll stuff his fingers in your cunt and curl them until you squirt.
Ei -> She’s new to all this, a pussy virgin if you will. Guide her with your fingers in her hair and she’ll melt between your legs with each praise that slips past your lips. She might just feel the need to slip a hand between her thighs. Don’t be too surprised to feel an electric tingle between your slippery folds as she kitten-licks you to completion.
Ayato -> He’s a busy, busy man, so what better way to please his needy darling than to eat them out on his desk? His tongue easily bringing you to climax within minutes, gloved hands gripping your thighs and keeping you close to his face. Presses a sweet little kiss to your throbbing clit when you cry out his name.
Heizou -> This detective is on the case! Figuring out what makes you break with his mouth and fingers alone is his favorite pastime. He likes it messy, slobber and your own cum from a previous orgasm spilling down his cheeks and chin as you ride his tongue. For the love of all the Archons, sit on this dudes face.
Genshin Character ls That Eat Pussy For THEIR Pleasure:
Kazuha -> A certified pussy-holic, always begging to eat you out. He drags you to a secluded corner whenever he can, dropping to his knees just to shove his face between your legs. He needs to taste you, needs you to cream on his tongue, eyes rolling back in his head as you moan his name.
Diluc -> His favorite way to destress is to have you laid out on his king sized bed, spreading your legs so he can have full access to you. He could spend hours just leisurely swirling his tongue around your clit, edging you until you cry for him. Just wait a bit longer, he’s not done yet.
Xiao -> Pussy menace. He’s practically growling possessively between your thighs, acting as though your cunt belongs to him and him alone. Try and push him away and he’ll nip your thigh, diving right back in to this grand feast. If you just so happen to enjoy it, great, but he’s here trying to drink up all you essence, licking you clean each time you cum.
Venti -> Ruthless bard who gets so drunk on eating you out that he loses the ability to think. Your cries for more make his cock twitch, and he find himself humping you, the bed, or whatever he can shamelessly grind his hips into. Shoves his tongue in your pussy just to pull away and watch as your hole clenches around nothing. Brings a dumb smile to his face.
Childe -> This man is a feral beast, don’t expect him to be gentle with you. Gets really into it, moaning against your pussy as your thighs squeeze his head. He’s delirious, letting a glob of spit drop onto your clit before wrapping his lips around the bud and sucking it clean. He’s prone to making your legs shake so bad and overstimulating you to the point where you have to use the safe word, he just gets so lost.
Warnings: Fluff, AFAB! Reader, Established Relationships, Light jealousy for humor, Poly relationship (Harley & Ivy)
Characters: Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Bruce Wayne, Clark Kent, Stephanie Brown, Harley & Ivy
a/n: Would do Cass, but I don't think she'd make a big deal out of it </3
