#macuque x reader

he is usually very chill, letting you make your own decisions and being very free and open. until today, you’ve made one to many jokes about not loving him, and how much you hate him and now your thighs are pushed to your chest, and your pussy destroyed by the wukong. the god whose known to protect people, pinned you down and shoved his dick in your mouth, roughly holding onto your hair, calling you lucky before cumming deep inside your throat. and now he has your legs spread. you try to beg for forgiveness, that you were joking and you were so sorry. he doesn’t respond grunting angrily and fucking you harder, “I-I’m so sick of this, I’ve been to soft on you”, his hand wrapped around under your knees and hold your legs over your shoulders. “I’ve decided.” he pushes you closer, dick settling deep inside you. “if you keep denying me” pushing his hand around your mouth to stop your crying“ I guess I just have to get you pregnant”.

SUN WUKONG 💋

━━ ☆ sun wukong, who loves to grab onto your tail while he’s fucking you, attaching cute little buttons to you ears with every thrust ☆

━━ ☆ sun wukong, who pushes you on your back, and adores the way you look at him with those cute needy eyes.

━━ ☆ sun wukong, who when your going on rut, calls off everything just to keep you satisfied on jade mountain.

━━ ☆ sun wukong, who sets up stupid rules just to bend you over and fuck you when you disobey his fake rules.

━━ ☆ sun wukong, who likes to pull on your sensitive tail and ears loving the adorable squeaks you make.

━━ ☆ sun wukong, who loves his bunny girlfriend, making you hop on his cock, letting out adorable squeals of pleasure from overstimulation and exhaustion.

━━ ☆ sun wukong, with a kitty reader who gets you a custom collar.

━━ ☆ sun wukong, who loves breeding you, pushing your legs to your chest and fucking your needy pussy.

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wukongs hands leave purple bruises on your waist as he fucks you from behind, your head hurts from the cold metal on your forehead. “you like playing in my stuff baby, it’s like your begging to get bred.” you squeal after every thrust, tongue sticking out and eyes squeezing shut, your head growing fuzzy with pleasure. “lift your legs baby” even though this is your punishment you still oblige, he picks you up slightly, your breast squeezed against the cold metal. it’s uncomfortable yes, but this position makes it easier to fuck you. “I’m not stopping until you can remember how many times you’ve came, okay baby?

MACAQUE 💋

━━ ☆ macaque, who adores the taste of your pretty cunt. kissing your clit and reveling in your mewls.

━━ ☆ macaque, who takes all of his pent up anger on and inside you, roughly moving your tail out the way to fuck your little pussy hard.

━━ ☆ macaque, who likes how wet you get during rut, teasing you on the obscene noises your cunt makes .

━━ ☆macaque, who loves holding your head down while fucking you, calling you degrading name.

━━ ☆ macaque, who will take deflower your pretty ass too, tail flaring wildly. as he fucks you from below, spreading your legs and keeping his hands tucked around your knees.

━━ ☆ macaque, who will give you butt plugs and nipple clamps and making you touch yourself while he watches.

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the little bells in your ears ding with every thrust, macaques fingers pulls around your exposed nipples. pinching and squeezing at the sore tips. “you like that baby, like the way I fuck you?” macaque pushes your thighs closer to your titties, he aws at your face, loving the way your pussy drools around his cock. “you like that baby?” you nod ecstatically, before he shoves you further into the mattress, pussy pooling below you, your stomach swelling with his cum. “that’s my girl, now just relax and let me take care of you.”

MK 💋

━━ ☆ mk, who loves seeing you in cute, bowed thigh highs. pushing your lacy panties over to finger your pussy.

━━ ☆ mk, who prefers when your on top sometimes, thrusting into you if you get too tired .

━━ ☆ mk, who loves to joke about breeding you, but when you wrap your legs around his waist, he just can’t help but cum inside you.

━━ ☆ mk, who can’t help but get hard whenever he sees you yawn and arch your back, showing off your cute ass.

━━ ☆ mk, who discovers you both get rut around the same time and are both inexperienced and now you spend that entire time locked up in a room with your face shoved in a pillow.

━━ ☆ mk, who’ll cum untouched if he saw you mewing and playing with yourself underneath him.

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“what’s wrong sweetie”, you ask sweetly, playing with his hair, you can feel how hard he is from below you, not even making eye contact with you without blushing. your fingers twitch inside you as you move over. brushing your naked cunt over his clothed cock. you kiss him softly, biting on the soft flesh. he looks at you for a moment before starting to unbutton and pull out his cock, “you don’t understand what you do to me”. he easily slips his cock inside you, making you moan in delight, feeling as full as needed.

maybe he’s a sadist. Or this is some sort of sick joke.

your ears twitched, a reflex you’ve had whenever your body sensed danger, you knew from the moment he sat you down. Pulling down cute little pink skirt that something was wrong.

Macaque had some sort of glint in his eyes once you suddenly whimpered you were a virgin, he could’ve known as soon he saw your little pussy, but you were sooo nervous that you had to shout it out before he could even get to the best part.

“aww, really? You’re so adorable.” He pushes one thick furry finger against your white underwear, nudging against your clit. You whine— it’s pathetic really. He just groans at the sound, your face welling with thick tears. God he can almost cum right there.

“It’s really a wonder how you’re a virgin.. your telling my nobody has ravished this pretty pussy yet? Please.”

“no, no I’m not lying, I’m really sensitive right there—“

He circles his finger around, watching as your body moves against you and presses itself onto it, desperate to find relief even from his single digit. “Oh? What’s this? Have you been pent up lately?”

Of course you don’t respond , your eyes rolling into your head as his finger leaves you, instead focusing on removing your soaked panties.

Macaque leaned down, becoming face to face with your pussy, his hot breath felt torturous against your bottom, but not more than when he stuck his tounge out to kitten lick your entrance, his fur sticking to your clit and you couldn’t resist but hold on to it.

His pace was vigorous. Pulling at your tail until you echoed his name like prayer. His mouth sapped up any fluids he could reach, his left hand curling inside you,while his mouth laid waste to your aching clit.

“please! I wanna cum!” You couldn’t even talk to him earlier but now your back arched against the bed, humping your captors face with your tounge lolled and your eyes closed and tightend. He removed his fingers and flicked at your clit with his rough tongue, looking up as you came undone. Your cum leaving a wonderful taste on his heightened senses.

“if you reacted like that to my tongue, your going to feel amazing on my cock my love.”

you don’t do anything but spread your legs, your brain mumbled, maybe you subconsciously think macaques your mate? but you crawl until your stomach, lifting your ass up, presenting your wet pussy to him,

“Fuck. Is this what horny little kitties do when they want their masters cock?”

You didn’t even register when he took his own pants off, but your breath hitches in your throat when his tip presses against your entrance. “Please be gentle…” you mumble into the bed.

“I’ll try.” He’s swift when he envelops himself inside you. Your body caging around his as you try and match his thrusts. He’s much slower than you imagined, only as in attempt to not hurt you in your first time together, it’s no use though his cock stretches you in a way nothing else can’t. His top pressing against your cervix with ease, all while he whispers sweet nothings into your ear. “You’re so perfect my love, I’m so glad you’re here with me—god. I wanna put a baby in your little pussy— fuck!”

You grip onto the sheets, claws coming out as you cum onto his cock, your mouth wide. He’s soon to follow, squeezing your hips against his own and you can almost feel his cum entering your womb.

his heavy cock snaps into you roughly, the skin surrounding it sore and nasal. your body rocks with with every thrust, leaving an obscene trail of slick and cum. you have a burning headache, your body feels sore and the constant assault against your pussy doesn’t make it better. his breathing is heavy above you, he has a hand on your head pushing you further into the pillow another playing with your hair. sometimes pulling you up by your hair just to see that fucked out expression and especially because he knows this angle makes it easier to hit your more sensitive spots.

he leans over and kiss your head, your entire body being enclosed by his, tears fall from your eyes, you think you can feel blood dripping from your cunt, mixing in with your other fluids. “p-please it hurts,” you cry out trying your hardest to get him to stop. in response he slows down, you breathe a heavy sigh of relief as he pulls out and flips you over. you finally get a look at the man whose been assaulting you. he leans over you again and kisses your sore lips, grabbing at your thighs and putting them around his waist. he buries his head in your neck, biting at the soft flesh and pulling himself inside again. his thrusts are unorganized but still manage to hit all of your deep spots.

you grab onto his hair, his thrusts getting faster. “I wanna see your face when I cum inside you” He looks deep into your eyes as his thrusts get faster. you try to beg for him to stop, hands trying to push him off but to no avail. “cmon stop pushing, it’s going to feel good. I promise.” his hand around your waist, picking you up so you’re on top of him. “ might as well cum together, yeah? and don’t worry after this your coming with me.”

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₊˚♱ your pussy moves against his clothes thigh, he’s not even looking at you. just chucking at your pathetic moans and begs. your not even worried about what he’s looking at you, to focused on the needy place between your legs. “please master”, your eyes well up with tears, “I wanna cum”. he again chuckles but this time looks at you, your cute body desperately grinding on him, your naked pussy humping his clothed thigh, your cute embarrassed face at the wet spot you’ve left on him. “if you make yourself cum, I’ll help you.” you shake your head ecstatically, not realizing what you agreed too. you hold onto his thigh harder, humping like a bitch in heat, trying to push more friction onto your clit, tears growing in your eyes. you can clearly see he’s hard, maybe by the feeling or simply because of your humiliation. usually you only ride his thigh when he’s busy but it ends up with you bent over and getting your needy pussy stuffed, but now he just looks and stares, laughing at your little mewls whenever he flicks your nipple or uses his hands to push you down harder, your clit becoming sore. “cmon buddy, just a bit more and I’ll make you feel even better.”₊˚♱

ʚ♡ɞ˚: you’ve always had a strong sense of justice.

maybe getting it from your family, or from the people you surround yourself with. even when things go wrong and make you question yourself and others, you always will do what’s right.

that’s what led you to monkie kid, meeting him on one your adventures and immediately attaching yourself with him. you’ve always had good friends but he was different-brighter, you suppose, and his light attracted you. making you follow him around like a guard dog, though you knew he could protect himself, and throwing yourself in anything he got involved in. he didn’t seem to mind, and you liked having someone to attach too.

you were friends with the other people as well, definitely not attached as you were with mk, but still overwhelmingly friendly. willingly sticking your neck out for anyone who needed it.

“I really think you shouldn’t use so much power,” you worriedly said. noticing how tired he was becoming, the mental strain that he was having, and just knowing how he felt about becoming stronger wasn’t just affecting him, but you. and though that could be counted as selfish, you couldn’t lose your friend.

you noticed that he started to train with a strange figure, you considered asking the monkey about it but mk begged you not too, stating that he needed to get stronger to help everyone. you wanted to tell him that wasn’t his job but you couldn’t get to him in time. you found yourself waiting to talk to him after one of these sessions, and you finally met the guy who was hiding your best friend.

he resembled the monkey king but with darker features, you could taste the tension in the air as you face him. he just smiled at you, and something inside you grew a thousand times bigger. and if it wasn’t anger-it was rage.

you knew that this wasn’t going to go well. something told you that this was wrong.

especially when macaque started to take an interest in you.

you started to follow them around when you could, just to make sure. and of course he noticed even when mk didn’t.

“so, how’s the girl doing?” he would ask mk during training, and for some reason every time he saw him even after the smoke demon fight he would ask about you.

and unfortunately mk kept this from you. and then you started to get followed. you obviously didn’t think it was from macaque. after all you didn’t know his powers and this was way too obvious to be someone with powers like him.

but you were wrong, so very wrong.

like a sick joke, he wanted you to know he was following you. he wanted to be seen. to be acknowledged by you. he liked knowing he made you paranoid that he was around. that’s your nightmares were plagued by the image of him, the person who ruined your friend, someone who went against everything you stood for. that he was corrupting you without you even realizing. the fear of his shadows watching you while you were sleeping kept you at night. and he was happy.

he knew his feelings for you weren’t right, but neither was he so who cared, and after all he liked playing with you. his little hero corrupted by the poison she didn’t even know infected her.

he loved terrorizing the group, being able to see your scared and worried face, knowing that this is because of you, that he was hurting your friends because of you. you were becoming a shell of your former shelf. trying to do anything to save your friends. one of the only last things you can do to win this battle with your morals is give yourself to the sole thing that ruined them.

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“cmon darling turn around.” macaque moves your head for you to face your boyfriend, the one with his head caved in and dead on the bed, your tears start falling all over again. his fingers curve inside you, his thumb rubbing your clit and your body trapped around his legs. “look, fuck, I love feeling you, feel so good.” His fingers speed up reaching just behind your cervix to hit another sweet spot. your sniffling and pulling away from him at this point, your pussy is puffy and raw and there’s endless tears falling from your eyes.

“cmon kid, don’t be like that, it’s feels good doesn’t it?” you throw your head back over his shoulder, letting out sighs of relief as you cum on his fingers. you instantly feel regret, anger and more importantly sadness, an indescribable anguish in your heart. while your staring at your lover he flips your body over laying you down next to the man you love, and taking off your bra. you can barely fight back physically, just begging him to stop.

“hm and why should I?” he chuckles at your scared expression laughing as if he didn’t just kill the love of your life. “I’m saving my virginity for the man I love!” you scream using the last of your energy. your body is in so much pain both mental and physical, but if you can just hold onto this maybe you’ll be okay. “wait. him? the man I just killed?” tears fall even harder, anger rising in your chest but you know you won’t be able to win that fight.

“If you really don’t love me, even now that’s he dealt with. I guess I’ll just have to fuck your ass then too. maybe that’ll make you love me.” you cry in response helplessly trying to get away from him. he holds you down under him, easily slipping his dick inside you with a smile. leaning down and kissing your wet lips. “you feel so good, your all mine baby.” macaque lifts your legs up throwing them over his shoulders and thrusting even harder inside you.

“why are you crying?” He asks teasingly, kissing and rubbing your tears away. “your the one who did this to me, you know? shouldn’t have went off and thought any man could touch you like I could” he talks like a jealous husband like you were dating and he wasn’t an obsessed stalker who broke in and raped you and for some reason knows everything about you.

the one who’s already about to cum mumbling praises and how your taking him so well and he’s so happy to be your first. that he’s never loved someone like you. And you’re sure you can hear whimpers in his voice . you lie there dejecting listening to his rambles, your body hurts, and the only thing you can feel right now is the radiance of anger and frustration that you let the man who killed your best friend, your lover, your everything deflower you and make you cum.