#lin lie

Lin Lie x Fem!Strategist!Reader

Summary: While working as the healer on your team, you kept getting dived by Iron Fist. It drove you mad, and you decided to fight back. You almost succeeded in killing him, but he offered you a deal that you couldn't deny. A one-night stand.

Warning/Tags: SMUT (18+, MINORS DNI), some fighting, weapon to throat, no use of y/n, cursing, a bit of fluff, kissing, begging, cunnilingus, vaginal fingering, penis in vagina sex, cowgirl position, riding, creampie, consensual sex, porn with a mini plot, Lin Lie has a big dick, enemies to lovers if you squint, one-night stand

A/N: Finally figured out how to post on tumblr lol. I mainly post on ao3 but I wanted to share my work here because why not. Forgive me since I wrote this when I was getting back into writing after an 8-year hiatus and getting into Rivals, so I am sorry if there are any spelling and grammar errors, and any ooc of Lin Lie. The link to the fic on AO3 is in the title. Hope you enjoy! Any likes and reblogs are greatly appreciated :D

Dividers credit: @/saradika-graphics

Word Count: 6.5k

Eight times.

Eight times that you have lost against that damn duelist who goes by Iron Fist.

 You, a strategist, were always in the back lines, making sure everyone on your team stayed alive and assisting with damage so your duelists could kill the enemy more quickly. But at last, you would constantly get attacked by Iron Fist whenever he spotted you.

You tried to hide when you were the last one alive, but he would instantly find you. You tried defending yourself with your powers, but his attacks were far too fast. Captain America, bless his heart, was trying his best to protect you, but he got jumped by Thor, and you ended up being collateral damage to Thor and Iron Fist. Jeff was trying to keep you alive with his stream of healing water, but Iron Fist would use his chi power and destroy you and Jeff in the process. You gave Jeff some cuddles after the match since he needed reassurance.

It was driving you crazy that Iron Fist was always going after you. You just wanted to help save the multiverse and show off your incredible healing powers. But how can you be helpful if this damn man keeps killing you?

You were battling at the Royal Palace of Yggsgard with your team as you tried to take the throne room point with Hela, as your other teammates held off the enemy team. Everything was going great until you saw a flash of green at the corner of your eye. You told Hela to be ready because you saw someone running by the back. Hela readied her nercoswords, and your arm glowed with your power. You assumed the green was probably Hulk, so you were prepared to take on a long battle while keeping Hela alive.

Your eyes widened when you did not see Hulk emerging, but Iron Fist charged at you. You jump out of the way just in the nick of time before he could land his kick on you. He completely ignores Hela as he tries to land a punch on you. You grunt and cross your arms to cover your chest, and your powers consume your arms up to your elbows as they harden, forming a shield to guard against Iron Fist’s Chi punches. He was about to kick your ankle until Hela lashed her sword across his back. He screams in pain as blood paints his clothes red. You take this opportunity to give him a powerful kick across his face that sends him to the wall, and then he falls to the floor. You uncross your arms, shaking and panting, completely breathless, when you see that you have successfully defended yourself against Iron Fist with the help of Hela. A smile spread across your face, and you saw the man look defeated and tired as he picked himself up from the floor.

Hela was about to launch her swords at him, but he jumped out of the way and ran down the palace hallway. Anger filled your mind when you saw this.

You could usually calm your mind and control your emotions. But this time, you couldn’t. No amount of breathing exercises could quench the anger that this man caused you. You wanted to finish off this man to feel appeased for all the times that he had killed you.

Without a second thought, you charge after him.

“You fool! Where are you going?!” Hela yelled at you.

“To end him!” You answered.

“Don’t follow him! You'll only die by his hand!” She scolded.

“I don’t care! I will teach him a lesson!” With that, you ran off to find Iron Fist.

“Mortal, come back! I can’t fight alone without your healing!” Hela screamed as her voice echoed off the walls.

You follow the trail of blood that leads to his location. You pant and slightly sweat from the amount of running you had to do. You know it is foolish to go in alone to fight a man known for his Kung Fu skills, but all logical thought was gone. All you can feel is rage.

The blood stops at a private library, and the door is slightly open, as you can see. You, by now, are far from your team and the enemy team. So if you die for the ninth time against Iron Fist, it is your fault for going alone. You peek through the crack of the open door and see a green glow in the room. There he was. Iron Fist. The bane of your existence as a healer. You know the man was meditating at a table to heal himself from the damage that Hela had done to him.

You quietly push the door open and crouch. Your powers harden around your fist as you approach Iron Fist from behind. As you’re about to land your hit, he jumps away from the spot where he was meditating and then lands a kick on your chest. The force of the kick made you breathless and grunt in pain as you landed on your ass. Iron Fist was about to land another kick across your face, but you dodged just in time and kicked him in the groin. He yelled and fell to one knee as he winced in pain. A smug smile grew on your face, and you stood up tall with your hands on your hips.

“Bit of a cheap move to pull, don’t you think?” Iron Fist said with a slight, humorous tone as he groaned in pain.

“Not in my eyes.” You dryly answered as you punched him hard. He cried out as he landed on the floor, and you jumped on top of him, straddling him, as you pulled the dagger from your pocket and put it up to his neck. Both of you are panting as you look into each other's eyes.

Finally…I can have my revenge against this man for all the times he killed me.

You were expecting to see this man be scared. Terrified even. Maybe begging for his life and your mercy. It would give you an ego boost if you were being honest. But that isn’t what you saw on Iron Fist; no, you saw a smirk grow on him. Your confusion turns into anger quickly from this. Why was he not begging for his life right now? Is he about to throw you off of him and just kill you right then and there?

“Impressive.” Iron Fist complimented.

“Are you mocking me?” You questioned as you pushed the dagger more against his neck, causing a bit of blood to come out.

Iron Fist’s eyes widened as he held up his hands. “I’m not! I genuinely mean it. Please take your knife away from my neck. I won't hurt you, I swear.”

“Yeah? And how am I supposed to trust you when you have been the asshole that kept killing me every time?”

“If I wanted to kill you again, I would have done that already. Besides, your team needs to turn around more often.” Iron Fist remarked.

You raise your eyebrow at him and sigh in annoyance as you pull your dagger away from his neck. “You got ten seconds on why I should let you live.”

Iron Fist smiles up at you, and you feel his body relax. “Thank you. You impressed me with your moves. I haven't had a strategist go-toe-to-toe with me since Mantis and Luna. I know I have been aggressive with you, and I'm sorry. Besides, I'm simply doing my duty as my team's duelist.”

You cross your arms, still holding tight to your dagger in case he does anything funny. “Go on.”

“I don't have a vendetta against you. You only get unlucky whenever I see you alone. However, I do get excited whenever I see you. Especially with how pretty you are.” Iron Fist says with a bashful smile, his cheeks dusted with a slight red tint.

Iron Fist's flattering comment made your heart flip in your chest. You couldn't believe it. This man, who was the bane of your existence for the last few weeks, complimented your looks and fighting skills. You looked at his face to see any trace of dishonesty, but he was genuine about his words.

You did have to admit…Iron Fist was quite the looker, too. His brown eyes looked at you with admiration. The way his muscles were so big and bulky that it made his outfit look so tight on him…the way his full lips looked so full and kissable…the way his clothes seemed so easy to peel off of him and-

NO! What am I thinking?! This man is using mind tricks on me!

You shake your head and snap out of your thoughts about Iron Fist. Perhaps you were only thinking this way because you've been in this war for eight months and haven't had the chance to go out and have fun with whoever you wanted to be with. You hate to admit this, but you are very sexually frustrated and pent-up because of the stress of Dr. Doom and his mess on the multiverse. Namor offered you a no-strings-attached night to release some tension, but you immediately refused because you would rather be dead than ever sleep with a man like him. 

You put your dagger against Iron Fist's neck again and place your other hand on his shoulder to keep him pinned down. You lean close to his face, where both your noses are almost touching. “And how do I know you’re not lying to me just to let you live?” You asked in a harsh tone.

“Listen, I can offer something that I believe both of us need while dealing with this war.” Iron Fist suggested with a charming smile.

“And what is that? Ice cream?” You sarcastically remarked.

“No. Even better than that.” He smirks at you as you feel his hands gently wrap around your waist, and he gently lays you on the ground and gets on top of you. You gasp as he performs the turnaround with widened eyes and warm cheeks.

“I can tell that this war is causing plenty of stress. I haven’t been able to sleep well these days, but I have the solution to our little problem.” He tucks your hair behind your ear as he leans close to whisper. “What if we have a one-night stand together?” You could hear the amusement in his voice. Now, you feel your heart jumping out of your chest. 

You were in disbelief. Iron Fist, the man who was the thorn in your side, wanted to have sex with you? Your head was spinning from the rush. You didn’t know whether to laugh or scream from hearing this madness.

You raise your eyebrow at Iron Fist, trying to hide how flustered you are. “Are you being serious about this, or is this just one huge, cruel joke?”

Iron Fist snickers at your question, “I don’t just offer my body to anyone. If you’re having difficulty believing me, let me give you a little taste.” His hand caresses your face with such tenderness as he leans in and kisses you. 

Your eyes widen once again. You were slightly quivering from this, but not in fear, but in enjoyment. You can’t remember the last time a man kissed you with such care. You know you should be fighting him off of you, but you close your eyes and melt into the kiss. It felt so good…so right…it confused you so severely that you quickly accepted this from Iron Fist. But you didn’t care anymore; you were hungry for more.

Iron Fist stops the kiss and looks at you with lidded eyes and a subtle smile. Your cheeks felt warm, and you felt your core throb from need. You couldn’t handle this anymore; you didn’t care if this was crazy in anyone’s eyes, but you wanted to have sex with Iron Fist. You needed it now. Hell, you would fuck in the library if he offered it right then and there.

“So? Was that kiss enough to convince you?” He questioned with a smirk.

You nod at him and lick your lips, wishing he would kiss you again. “I suppose I can give in to this deal just this once.”

He gives a boyish grin, stands up, and offers his hand to help you. You take it and look up at him. “So, where will we do this one-night stand then?” You timidly pose. 

“I know we have to face each other again in Midtown in two weeks. Meet me at the Grand Central Diner after our teams get far away from it.” He leans down and gives you another kiss before running out the door to return to his team. 

You stare at the door, feeling your heart beating and your stomach fluttering. Did you make the right choice? You don’t know nor care. All you could think about was his lips on yours.

Midtown, New York

Midtown was utterly taken over by Dracula’s army of vampires and night creatures. The sky hung in an eerie red hue, cursed with eternal night. You don’t know how long this curse will last, but you wanted to help in any way you could. You were waiting in the elevator of the Baxter Building that belongs to the Fantastic Four to help H.E.R.B.I.E. get to Avengers Tower so he can scan all of New York to find missing pages of the Darkhold. Your team, Doctor Strange, Mr. Fantastic, Luna Snow, Captain America, and Storm, were talking with each other as you stared out the window of the elevator. You felt terrible that you would not help the team for this mission, but you made a silent promise to help in Central Park when the pages are found.

It's been two weeks since you and Iron Fist talked. You couldn’t lie to yourself, but you can’t stop thinking about him. Every time you were alone in your home or waiting on point during a mission, your mind would wander back to how he kissed you. You’re ashamed to admit it, but you had nights where you would touch yourself and come just from the thought of being fucked by him.

You thought you would be over him a day after your kiss, since it was only in the heat of the moment, but you were so wrong. You wanted Iron Fist more than anything. You were nervous but excited about this one-night stand.

Luna Snow noticed you were not talking with the others and asked if you were okay. You lied and said you were fine, and Luna looked at you suspiciously, but she shrugged and told you to come to her or Doctor Strange if you were feeling unwell because of the stress of the war. You thanked her for the concern, and Luna walked back to the group. Everyone was lined up at the door, and your power flowed to your hand as the mission commenced.

Everyone on each side was putting up a good fight. Luna kept everyone alive, while Doctor Strange used his shield to protect everyone from the enemies' power. You assisted Luna with healing, but weren’t trying to land any hits on the enemy team, especially on Iron Fist. You see him fighting Mr. Fantastic every chance he gets. He would lose most of the time, but he wasn’t trying to dive into you and Luna when he had many openings to do so. 

You have gotten H.E.R.B.I.E. to Grand Central Station as Storm knocked out Iron Man from the sky. Luna, Mr. Fantastic, and Captain America pushed in with Doctor Strange as you took this opportunity to slowly back up from the backlines and walk out to where you saw the Grand Central Diner sign. Thankfully, the building was still intact. It didn’t fall apart after the fight or the vampires ran sack the city. Your heart fluttered when you saw Iron Fist leaning against the wall of the front door. You smoothed out any misplaced hairs on your head and adjusted your shorts as you approached him. Guilt was filling you, but you pushed it down and reminded yourself this would be a one-time thing—no more, no less.

Iron Fist was wearing a different outfit from his usual one. Instead of covering his eyes with a yellow bandana, his signature green-and-yellow hero suit featured the dragon symbol on his chest. Instead, he wore a blue-and-red sword-wielding outfit lightly decorated with jade, a red scarf around his neck, and a deep V-neck shirt that exposed his muscular chest. 

Your heart beats rapidly as your cheeks feel warm. He looked so handsome…so stunning. You already wanted Iron Fist to kiss you once again. You didn’t dress up for this meet-up; you were still wearing your hero outfit, but you had more makeup on than usual. You didn’t want to raise suspicion from your comrades about why you were so dolled up for a mission.

Iron Fist spots you as you walk up to the door and smiles. “Ah, glad to see you held on to your promise. I was getting worried you weren’t coming.”

You shyly smile. “Your team made it hard for me to leave, and I needed to ensure my team wouldn’t notice my absence, Iron Fist.”

“Please just call me Lin. Saying my hero's name feels too formal at this point.” He chuckles as he opens the door of the diner for you. You nodded, then walked through gladly, and told him to call you by your name as well.

You look around the semi-broken diner and blurt out, “I won’t lie, Lin. This is a strange place to um…have sex in.”

You didn’t think the one-night stand would be done in the middle of a diner, but at least there would be no peeking eyes to see your sinful actions. Lin looks at you with a surprised expression. “We’re not doing it in the middle of a restaurant! I have class when it comes to this. Here, follow me.” He grabs your hand and guides you up the diner's stairs leading to a bar. You see a neon sign on the side that reads, “LOVE IS FOR SOULS.”

The bar, called “Bar With No Name,” is in bright neon and has purplish atmospheric lighting. It has pool tables across from you and Lin. Lin jumps over the bar, grabs a whiskey, and pours it into your cup first before his. “I would ask what drink you want, but we’re limited to what is left over,” he flashed a cute grin at you before hopping over the bar again to sit next to you. She gave a shy smile in return, and the two of you clinked your cups together, then drank the whisky, which gave me a slight burn in my chest. “This is so strange. You've been more of a gentleman to me than with any previous men I've slept with.” You place your glass down and still feel the tingle of guilt, remembering your teammates were fighting alone without you. You pray that they can handle the fight without your healing.

“Though Lin, I am quite confused. Why aren’t you immediately jumping to have sex with me? I thought you wanted to have a one-night stand. But this feels more like a date than anything.” You questioned as he downed his entire drink.

A bit of whisky almost went down the wrong windpipe when he awkwardly cleared his throat. He grabbed your hand and rubbed your knuckles with his thumb, looking at you with gentle and thoughtful eyes. “I do. But I want to know you first before jumping into bed.” He scooted his chair closer to you and looked directly into your eyes. “Now tell me, how did you gain your powers?”

Your heart fluttered from this. For a man who was diving you nonstop, he was quite a gentleman. When you would sleep with a guy, they wouldn’t ask anything about you and would immediately want to get into the action. The fact that Lin didn’t outright demand your body on the spot when you met up with him honestly turned you on even more. You led your hand into his, then he closed his hand around yours, as you grinned at him. “I’ll tell my story only if you tell me how you became the famous Iron Fist.” You suggested with delight. Lin gained a smug smile, pulled your chair right next to his, and wrapped his arm around your waist. “With great pleasure.”

You don’t know how long you and Lin have been talking, but you were so captivated by how he became the immoral Iron Fist after Danny Rand retired the title. He was a sword master before he became Iron Fist, and he didn’t kill Shou-Lao; instead, he was blessed with their living chi. Lin went into detail about how not everyone views him as the new Iron Fist, since he didn't gain his powers the traditional way and everyone was accustomed to Danny being the Iron Fist. Your chest hurts for him. You couldn’t imagine living up to such high expectations from a previous hero. You didn’t know Danny Rand at all. You are a new hero who gained your powers two months before Dr. Doom started this whole mess.

But you rub your thumb over Lin’s hand and look at him. “I think you are Iron Fist—a good one at that. Everyone needs to let go of the past since you are carrying the powers and name for a reason.” You say with a warm smile. Lin holds doubt in his eyes, but gives you a drained smile. “I hope so. It gets tiring having to prove myself every time I am with my team.” He downs his drink, then his smile turns into a slight smirk.

“Now, how about you? How did you gain your powers and hero title?” He questioned as the hand on your waist slowly rubbed up and down your side. 

Your cheeks flushed. “Well, it’s not as exciting as yours. It happened when I was visiting a science museum with my little sister. A tank of cosmic stardust exploded on me when I pushed my sister out of the way, and I gained the powers from that. I decided to become a superhero healer for heroes, just because I could.”

Lin lights up in awe, “How is that boring?! It’s a miracle you even survived something like that, and you managed to save your sister from the blast. No wonder you are tough as nails whenever I fight you.” Lin exclaimed.

You felt a small sense of pride when he praised you. “Why, thank you. At least someone appreciates that I can hold my ground. Though you are quite annoying to fight.” You narrow your eyes at him while he gives you a playful smile. 

“I don’t regret always diving for you. The fights are always interesting.”

You roll your eyes and punch his side, causing him to grunt in pain. You started to laugh, and so did he as he rubbed his side. This was the most fun you've had in a while. Lin made things feel so easy. He was gentle, kind, and funny. Though he can be a bit too smug for his own good, this one-night stand was what you needed to release any stress that has been harbored within you. As you both exchanged stories of being new heroes, he let go of your waist and stood up from his chair, then took your hand. “Come with me. I know where we can get comfortable.”

You grinned widely, wrapped your hand around his, and stood up. “Lead the way.”

Lin walks you through the laundry mat connected to the bar, then opens the door to the stairs that lead to the apartment complex. You walk to the third floor and see that some apartment doors are left wide open. Probably, citizens who were fleeing from the vampires when the attack occurred. But some remain closed. Lin walks up to the closed door, then slams his fist against it, breaking it and sending it to the ground. You would have said something about that, but your brain was being fogged by your horny thoughts that you didn’t care enough to say anything. All you wanted was to feel Lin’s lips on yours. Feel his rough hands over your body. You needed him. It was embarrassing, but you waited for this moment, and you could feel your pussy throb in anticipation.

Lin looks at you, closing the distance between your bodies, then cups your face with his hands, gently rubbing your cheeks. “Are you sure this is what you want? Because once you say yes, I won’t be able to stop.” He murmured in a low voice, eyeing your lips. Your body shivered, goosebumps grew on your skin, his cologne intoxicated your senses, and your knees felt a bit weak. God, you wanted to suck his dick right then and there. You couldn’t muster a word but nod yes to him as you wrapped your arms around his neck. 

His eyes were dazed in lust as he moved his hands back to your waist and pulled you in for a passionate kiss. 

You closed your eyes, feeling your heart pounding and your stomach fluttering. At long last, Lin was kissing you. His lips were as soft as you remembered. They mesh so well against yours. One of his hands travels down to your ass, giving it a gentle but firm squeeze. You couldn’t help but melt more in his arms as you ran your hand through his hair. Lin slowly backed you up against the wall of the empty apartment, then forced his knee between your crotch. You broke the kiss as you made a strangled noise when his knee somehow rubbed against your clit while you still had your shorts on.

You pant a bit before looking up at Lin with half-lidded eyes. His lips were swollen from the kiss, and his pupils dilated with want. Your eyes wander down as you see he has a fully formed erection in his pants. You bite your lower lip, then feel your nipples harden from the thought of his cock being inside of you.

“Take your clothes off,” Lin rasped as he backed off from you to take off the upper part of his outfit. 

Your breath hitched, and you followed his orders. You took off your top and unclipped your bra. You unzip your shorts, then slide them down along with your panties and boots. Your cheeks flush more once you stand there completely naked. Your pussy was already wet from the kiss alone. You kick away your clothes, then look up at Lin. He bites his lip as he smirks at your body. “Gorgeous. Just as I imagined it, that hero outfit of yours doesn’t do your curves justice.” He softly praised as he returned to your body again, pushing up against it. His knee went between your crotch again and glided against your sensitive clit.

You gasped, then slowly started grinding your wet folds on his knee. Your clit throbbed in bliss to finally have some movement done. “You were thinking about my body?” You questioned with a smug smile.

Lin returned the same smile and started rubbing your nipple with his thumb in a slow circular motion. “Ever since we first kissed in Asgard, all I could think about was fucking you till we're both a shaking mess.” He confessed as he kissed you again, and then trailed down his kisses to your neck. “I hope you have thought of it as well, my beautiful healer.”

“Fuck…I…I couldn’t stop touching myself to you. You've been on my mind nonstop, Lin.” You cry out as you rub your clit as you keep grinding on Lin’s knee.

He lightly nips and suck on your neck. Leaving little hickeys in its wake. You were trying not to make a sound, but the sensation of grinding against his knee, your nipples being played with, and your neck getting marked was too much. You were moaning at how good Lin was with his hands and mouth. The guilt that kept nagging at you earlier about your teammates went away. You felt embarrassed about acting like an animal in heat, but all care went out the window.

You needed Lin to fuck you. To feel his body against you. Have his cock go inside of you. To make you forget about the war, the multiverse, and Dr. Doom.

Lin let go of your neck with a small pop, then got to his knees and put one of your legs on his shoulder. He looked up at you with a predatory, hungry look. “I feel bad for making you take so many of my punches whenever I dive at you. Let me spoil you with my tongue.” Lin’s hands slowly spread open your pussy as he kisses your clit, then starts sucking on it.

A loud, sultry moan escapes your mouth. Your cheeks steadily feel warmer, and your heart is beating insanely. A man has never offered to eat you out before, but god, were you glad Lin was doing it. He stops sucking on your clit, causing you to whine, but he starts lapping around your inner labia and slit as his finger rubs circles into your clit.

“Lin! Ah fuck! That feels incredible...” You mewled. You started playing with your nipples, pinching and rolling them, as the other lands on Lin’s head. He pulled away from your pussy to catch his breath, his mouth and chin stained with your juices. “You taste so good…moan my name. Look at me as you come on my face.” Lin pleaded as he went to do the same thing, but slowly added a single finger inside of you.

You close your eyes and tilt your head up when he starts fingering you. You scream his name like a prayer and grip his hair as he switches from licking your pussy to sucking your clit again. Lin groans against your pussy, causing some vibration. You were embarrassed to look down at him, but you wanted to please him like he was pleasing you. You turn your head down, looking at him as you keep moaning his name softly now. 

Lin's eyes were full of lust and want. You can tell he was enjoying this as much as you were. The sight of this made your clit throb even more. 

It was all too much to handle. Your leg was shaking from the pleasure, and your toes were curling. Your orgasm was rapidly approaching. Lin gripped your thigh as he started fingering you faster and flicking his tongue against your clit and sucking it at the same time. 

You couldn’t do it anymore.

“Lin…”

You were at your limit.

“Lin!”

You were going to come.

“LIN!”

You came, your body jolting intensely from the waves of euphoria. Your voice was hoarse from screaming his name. You could have sworn you saw stars after coming. Your breath was ragged as Lin freed his finger from you and caught his breath, too.

His mouth and chin were drenched with your come. He sucked on his finger, then smirked up at you, “You are far sweeter than any tangyuan I ever had.” He purred as he stood up from his kneeling position. Still licking off your come from his lips. He kisses you again, and you can taste yourself on his tongue.

You thought that mind-blowing orgasm would be enough to satisfy you, but no. You wanted more.

He stops the kiss, then cups your cheeks again, looking deeply into your eyes. “I want you to ride me.” Lin pleaded. “Right now. I need to see you lose yourself on top of me.”

Lin grabs your hand, then opens the door to the bedroom. He makes you wait at the doorway, walking to the bed, taking off his boots and socks, before Lin lies down on his back. He slowly, teasingly, with a smirk, takes off his pants and boxers, letting his cock spring free. The only clothes Lin had on were the red bandana and jade earrings. His cock twitched in anticipation with small drops of pre-cum at the tip.

Your mind was in shock when you saw that Lin was blessed with girth and length. You felt your pussy throb again, yearning to feel Lin. 

Lin raised his hand to you and motioned with his index finger, beckoning you to come to him. Your breath hitches from want, then you walk up to the edge of the bed. You climb up on it, hovering over Lin, then you give him a quick kiss. 

You straddle him and shyly smile at him. “Sorry if I am rusty. I haven’t done this in a while.” 

“I’m not worried about that,” Lin cooed as he rubbed your hips. “All I want from you is to feel good while you use me.”

Your heart flutters once again from Lin’s kind words. A smirk grew on your face as you softly wrapped your hand around Lin’s cock. 

“Then tell me, Lin, tell me exactly how badly you want my body.”

He takes a sharp breath and jerks his hips into your hand.

“Oh, baby, you have no idea how dreadfully needy my cock has been for you.”

A smug smile grew on your face. Seeing a man wither under you truly turns you on. "How needy?" You asked as you started stroking his cock in painfully slow motions.

Lin groans with a sinful smile. "Terribly so. I've been dreaming of feeling your pussy tighten around my cock for so many nights. Hearing you call out my name as I pound into you," Lin moans as he desperately thrusts into your hand for more friction. "By the deities of K'un-Lun, I want to pin you down to the mattress and fill you up," Lin grunted as his grip on your hips tightened ever so slightly.

You lick your lips and put his cock against your wet folds as you grind against it. You let out a soft moan as Lin withers even more from the sensation. "Don't forget who's in charge right now, Lin." You slightly lean down to him, grasping his chin and making him look at you. "Now ask nicely for my pussy, and I might do it." You tease as his cock gets covered by your slick.

Lin's eyes were darkened with lust, and he hummed as more pre-cums leaked out of him. "Please…please don't tease me anymore. Let me be inside of you. Please slide my cock in you. Please." He begged as he kept bucking his hips against your wet folds.

It was intoxicating to hear Lin beg for you. Your pussy throbbed again, and you kissed him again before you pulled back and lined up his cock to your entrance. "Good boy." You purred, then let his tip enter you with a soft sigh.

Lin gasped as he shut his eyes and threw his head back into the bed. He cursed as he said your name like a prayer waiting to be answered. You let out a shaky breath as you sink further on his cock up to his hilt and let your pussy adjust to his length. Sweat forms on your temple from the heat of all of this. You put your hand on his chest as you start rolling your hips.

Lin cusses again in ragged breaths as his hands let go of your hips and grip the bedsheets.

You were going at a slow rhythm as you felt his tip touch where your G-spot was. It was taking all your willpower not to roll in a fast motion, but you wanted Lin to enjoy this.

"Go faster…please…bounce on my cock." Lin hissed in pleasure.

This snaps your self-control, and you up the rhythm, now fully bouncing on his cock. The sound of skin slapping against skin echoes through the room. Both of your moans fill the room as well. Lin began to sweat from the heat of it all, and moaning your name as you keep slamming down on him. A thin veil of sweat also started to cover your body as you kept upping the pace, causing your breasts to bounce with the rhythm you created. Your pussy kept wrapping around him and throbbing. This pleasure was otherworldly as you felt your G-spot kept getting poked by his cock.

Lin lifted his head to look at you and started playing with your clit as you bounced. You cried from the pleasure being more intense. "Lin! If you…keep touching me like that, I'm gonna come!"

Lin smirks at you as he starts thrusting into you now. "Then come. Come on my cock. Come for me, Qīn’ài de. I'm close too."

"Lin! Lin! Fuck! I'm gonna come!"

You felt the world stop spinning as your eyes rolled into the back of your head, and your nails dug into his chest. Your body jolts once again, and you scream his name as you come on his cock. Lin howled as you felt his warm cum burst inside you.

You try your best to catch your breath as you collapse on top of him, nuzzling into his neck. Lin, also catching his breath, wraps his arms around your waist and kisses your temple. He rubbed small circles on your lower back as he softly chuckles, "We definitely needed that,  Bǎo bèi."

It was your turn to softly chuckle as you rubbed your hand on his cheek. "I guess we did. This whole Doom thing wears you out quickly."

You felt his soft cock pop out of you as his warm cum leaked out. The feeling was weirdly satisfying, but you wished it could stay inside you.

"You know, I thought doing this one time would be enough for me, but thinking about it now. I don't want this to end." Lin admitted as he took off his red bandana to wipe the sweat off his temple. "I'm going to switch to your side."

Your eyes widened when he said this. Your heart skipped a beat, and you smiled into his neck and faintly whispered, "Me too. I don't want this to be the only time we do this."

Lin, lift your face, then kiss your lips gently.

As you look at him with dreamy eyes, you start to remember your team and the battle, and you feel your stomach drop. "Oh god, the battle in Midtown…" You said as you tried to lift yourself, but your body was far too tired and sore to do so; you just collapsed on him again.

Lin giggles at you and playfully squeezes your ass. "Ah, I'm sure your team is fine. They probably haven't noticed you have been gone."