#condom usage

Note: Can’t add gifs, otherwise this would’ve had Tony Moran putting the mask back on. Which would have been funnier. 

Imagine trying to convince Michael to wear a condom. 

Imagine being confronted by Vexacus. 

You weren’t sure why an upright fishman was macking on you in the woods. Wouldn’t Lothor be annoyed one of his subordinates was more interested in a random earthling than fighting the Power Rangers? 

“I am Vexacus and I work for no one.”

He put out one of his hands. Just as you wondered whether to take it, he lowered it. Two unwrapped condoms lay in his palm. 

Why two? you thought. Then it hit you. The shark theme. You weren’t sure if you could fit both at once. And you told him so. 

“If you just finish both off, I’ll return the favor,” he offered. “Two climaxes for each of us.” 

Imagine being the resident nurse at Starliner Towers. You go check up on Nick Tudor, who’s more interested in the physical part of the exam than answering your questions. His wife’s away. You happen to have a couple condoms in your pocket. You’re sure a quick ride couldn’t hurt. 

When you change position, your bellies pressed together, you feel something squirm inside him. Directly underneath the skin. Like its trying to penetrate you, too. You try to get off and Nick just latches onto your hips, so he can get off. He tells you he wants to raw you next, despite your insistence you have another rubber. 

Imagine Kurt pulling you away from danger in the nick of time.

It took him a while to coax you into unwrapping your arms. Hands clasped together, you forced yourself to smile and insisted you were okay then. Your shakiness pulled at his heartstrings. He wanted to embrace you so badly. But this was the first time you were alone together. There wasn’t much he could do, your teammate thought, to comfort you now.

Kurt was pulled out of his worries when he realized you were kissing his cheek. Thanking him profusely, you took his hand in your own. Then used your free one to caress his back. Something curled around your thigh. You looked down and smiled when the flat side of his tail’s tip pressed against your mons.

Imagine instinctively slipping your hand into Chuck’s when you hear the term “red room.” You’re used to “relieving” him after his recurring nightmare. While Stella and Ramón head off to learn more about Sarah Bellows, you jokingly complain it’s too bad Chuck can’t snuggle up to for comfort. 

Your boyfriend smiles. Then slips a hand into your pocket. His jaw drops slightly before he fishes out the condom and grins. 

“How about we find a bed to snuggle in?” Chuck suggests, voice husky. 

“We’re more likely to be caught. How about we duck in here for a minute?” you ask, pressing a hand against his lower back and steering him toward a closet with a door that’s ajar. 

Imagine Lilith trying to get you nak/ed after disposing of your weapons. You’re a vampire hunter, so she’s unsurprised by your feistiness. But you won’t even give her your name. She wants to know what to moan before transforming you. Good thing you brought your wallet. 

“Ooh, you come prepared,” Lilith drawls, fishing out two ribbed condoms. You glare at her. “Prepare to c/u/m.”

A quick peek into your mind gives her enough to manipulate you onto your back and out of your clothes. Lilith’ll gloat about that later. Just as she’s about to impale herself on you, someone gasps. 

Katherine’s hands are covering her mouth. Your girlfriend isn’t just upset. She’s horrorstruck. You look back at your “mistress” and blankly note her fangs. 

Imagine dating Derek then finding out about his past lovers, namely Kate and Jennifer. Worried that you’re too upright to keep his attention for long, you decide to let go of some of your morals.