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after a lifetime of hearing about aragorn but not reading the books or watching the movies, genuinely nothing could have prepared me for his actual introduction. the hobbits picked this man out of a dumpster. he is a textbook softspoken angst prince and he is covered in dirt and he probably smells so bad. heâs the coolest man alive and is so casual about it. his number one skill is Knowing Where They Are and his number two skill is Having A Horrible Destiny That Torments Him. tolkien got it in one iâm afraid aragorn son of arathorn you are the guy of all time
And then the movies went and understood the assignment by casting Viggo Mortensen.
Described by legendary fight choreographer and Olympic fencer Bob Anderson as âthe best swordsman Iâve ever trainedâ, and insisted on using a real steel sword to get the movement right. Actually bonded with the horses he rode and worked with over the course of filming. Was noted by cast members as being the natural leader of the actors when they were together. Went hiking and fishing in full costume for the sake of authenticity, even repairing damage to the costumes himself to better convey the life of a self-reliant ranger. Actually learned Sindarin, and speaks it more frequently in the films than any other character including the elves. Is an actual polyglot, speaking four languages fluently and having a passing knowledge of six more. Personally composed and performed music for the soundtrack.
They needed someone to play the guy of all time, and they actually GOT the guy of all time.
Didn't just bond with the horses, he bought the horse that played Brego after the movie. (He also bought the horse that Arwen's stunt double rode for her.)
During the fight with the orcs at the end of Fellowship, one of the orcs is meant to throw a knife at Aragorn. There was a mix-up with the props and the orc actor threw an actual knife instead of the blunt prop. Mortensen casually managed to block it with his sword anyway.
As well as hand-repairing his costume, he also was the one who suggested Aragorn have a small bow for hunting, since he lived in the wilderness and would need one. No one else had thought of it.
It was also his suggestion to take Boromir's arm guards and make everyone cry.
He and Peter Jackson once had a whole conversation where Jackson called him 'Aragorn'. Neither of them noticed for about half an hour.
Concept: Depressing dystopian factory where everything is gray and samey and the workers are called by their employee numbers by an ominous deep voice.
But it's a really great place to work with high salaries, excellent benefits, and a flexible working schedule with plenty of paid leave. They just like the dystopian aesthetic.
Shadowy Board Member: Worker 11335. Do you know why you were summoned?
Worker 11335: Is it because I badmouthed the company during lunch?
Shadowy Board Member: That is correct. We are very displeased, Worker 11335...
Shadowy Board Member: ...with ourselves, that is. We hold ourselves to high standards of excellence which we clearly failed to meet. We were hoping you could advise us on necessary improvements. You will receive appropriate compensation, of course.
Michael 'robby' robinavitch x Deaf GN reader (who uses hearing aids)
a/n- its not really a fic its just a stream of thoughts and headcanons tbh bite me im burnt out in every shape and form possible BE NICE. ok i think its gn but let me know if i missed anything in that regard. no right have you ever been to the ER/ A&E with a sensory impairment? what a fucking nightmare.
warnings- none, fluff. pls this is still an 18+ blog okayy!! idk my sisters a medical coder but i usually switch off when she speaks lmao. quick psa i am Deaf and couldn't stop thinking about this ok
dr michael robby robinavitch who won his way into your heart when you turned up to cover the dayshifts medical coder shift and he asks what the best way to get your attention is
dr robby who asks if him putting his hand at the small of your back is ok when your not facing him or would you rather not have anyone approach you from behind
dr robby who from then on always makes sure your aware of his prescence before he speaks so you don't startle, a firm but gentle grip on your shoulder
dr robby who always makes sure you can see his face and his lips BEFORE he starts speaking
dr robby who never takes on that slightly condesending tone some people do when they speak to you
dr robby who starts carrying a pack of hearing aid batteries in his scrub pocket which makes dana raise a brow but no one dares say anything
dr robby who sometimes gets a bit snappy with his residents but never you when you ask him to repeat something
dr robby who is always interested in what YOU have to say and makes sure you and everyone else know your opinion is heard and valued
dr robby who is SO patient and doesn't interrupt when/ if you mix up your words sometimes, just stands there, eyes never leaving your face as he nods and smiles, not a hint of irritation about him.
dr robby who always makes sure your included in the conversation and also will tell you what everyones talking about whilst taking your hand in his like its totally normal
dr robby who relays what santos and whittaker are bantering about, still holding your hand, when he sees you nodding along hoping no one notices you can't follow their fast convo.
dr robby who saw you rub your forehead after several loud incidents in a ahort space of time kicked off and places a bottle of water and a bar of choclate at your workstation and he's nodding like its so totally normal to do that and no big deal
dr robby who notices when your overwhelmed because the ER is loud and sometimes its just too loud and too much
dr robby who finds you in the corner of the stairwell, arms curled around your legs, he doesn't speak, just crouches down and places his hands on your knees making you look up
dr robby who's instantly taking off his hoody and pulling it over your shoulders and pulling you into his embrace when he sees the look in your eyes
dr robby who doesn't speak, just holds you, tugs the hood of his hoodie over your head and presses a kiss to your forhead.
dr robby who can't imagine his shift without you now
dr robby who begs jack abbot to please let him keep you when the dayshift coder returns and your about to go back to nights
Jack Abbott x female reader (they are neighbours).
Summary: Desperate not to have to go to the ER, you ask your neighbour for help- Jack and robby are roommates, reader lives across from them
A/N- jesus christ, ok this ones a lil -lmao I have a disease that attacks my spine and not long ago I had an absolute nightmare and it was very much not a good time anyway SO we are having a good time today ok. what was it they say about ..? anyway, likes comments and reblogs much appreciated so is screaming in my askbox (POLITLEY). please be nice lmao cos I ALMOST did not hit the post button but writing this made me feel better soo
Quick PSA- obv this is fiction and not medical advice
Warnings- smut, Reader can't piss, watersports obv, piss kink, messy smut, slight medical play bcos im a wh0re OKAY. 18+ only thankyouu. slight subspace at the end, medical inaccuaries definitely. Reader is stubborn as hell. messy smut, Jack is far to into this lmao Praise kink (it's me of course theres a praise kink). BE nice pls. Unprotected sex, mentions of previous injury (back). i am NOT responsible for your media consumption!!
"OH thank fuck your here" you sigh as your neighbour Jack finally opens his door. That you've been quietly banging on for the past five minutes. "Good morning to you too" he says, smirking slightly, his gaze roams your body, not so subtly checking you out. Your gaze eyes over his form, a plain t shirt and pair of loose grey joggers and on any other day you'd be telling him how fine he looked. He'd made you feel welcome the moment you moved into the building, warm and friendly and a bit of a flirt, especially after a long night shift. "did I wake you up?" you wince at him, apologetic. "No, hon, come in" he says softly, gesturing to the couch. "Whats goin on?" he asks, the couch dips as he sits down, turning to face you. you press your lips together, rub the back of your neck awkwardly. "hey" he murmurs, "breathe, its ok" he rubs your thigh gently, brows furrowed with mild concern. "fucking hell" you sigh shakily, closing your eyes. "hey, hey c'mon, look at me hon" Jack says softly. You open your eyes, Jacks eyes are filled with reassurance as he meets your gaze. "I need your help" you murmur. He nods, waitng for you to go on. His eyes never leave yours. You swallow, ringing your hands slightly. Jack places a rough hand over yours, steadying them, his fingers press into your wrist as he feels your pulse. "I- You cringe at him and if he notices he doesnt say anything, just sits there patiently waiting, his hand now rubbing soothing circles on your wrist. "I can't pee" you murmur. Jacks eyebrows shoot up, momentarily suprised. "Wait, let me rephrase that- a few years ago I had a thing with my back ok, and they fixed it but the doctor said should I ever reach seven hours without going then to go to the ER and Jack its been almost five and I ca'nt ok, please I do not have it in me to go through that again jack please there HAS to be somehing I haven't tried yet" your voice breaks at the end and Jacks heart breaks slightly, he can see how much distress the thought of it is bringing you and all he wants to do is make it better. He brings his hand up to cup your face.
"breathe" he says softly, his eyes never leaving your face. "Ok, talk to me, what have you tried so far" he asks, Jack nods along as you list of everything you've tried so far. "Good girl" he murmurs, the doctor in him knowing you've attempted the things he himself would advise a patient in the ER. Heat floods you at his praise and if it wasn't for the fact his hand was cupping your face, fingers under your chin, Jack would of missed the way your heart sped up when he said it. He shifts closer to you on the couch, his scent invading your senses and your breath hitches. He tilts hs head thoughtfully. "you tried getting off?" he whispers, low. your eyes widen "what?!" you whisper "Or- gasm" he says slowly, smirking, "have you tried it"? You shake your head "No, and im fairly certain it was not on the neurologists list of 'heres what to do if you can't piss" you say slightly hoarsely, but his suggestion has you pressing your thighs together. Jack continues to cup your face, fingers rubbing gently over your jaw. "Mm, its not, but-" his eyes flick to the clock on the wall and back to you. "It could work" he murmurs. "Yeah?" you murmur. He nods, his tongue darts out to wet his lips slightly as his eyes travel to your lips. "yeah" he groans. "Don't have a lot of time though, i'd say you need a helping hand" He murmurs, eyes searching yours for any hint of hesitation but he finds none. You nod again and he leans in and captures your lips in a searing kiss, you moan and he pushes his tongue inside your mouth, one arm wrapping around your waist, he leans against you, gently pushing so your leaning against the arm of the couch, him in between your legs his lips remain on yours and it leaves you aching for more.
Jacks breathless when he breaks the kiss. "fucking hell hon you don't know how long i've thought about how that'd feel" he pants, pressing his forehead to yours. Your pussy throbs as you feel his crotch press into you. "Mm, although this is not how I thought this would go" you murmur. "0h? you've thought about me too hon?" he teases as his hand dips below your waistband. You buck your hips into him as his fingers brush over your clit. "fuck" you moan. "tell me" he says, pushing a finger into you. "oh god your dripping" Jack moans, eyes darkening as he feels how wet you are. Your head spins as he pushes another finger in you and his thumb circles your clit. "tell me" he repeats. "you thought about me?" he increases the pressure on your clit, fingers moving in and out of you with a slight urgency. "y-yes" you moan. "fuck" he murmurs, the thought of you wanting him as much as hes wanted you making his cock strain harder in his pants. You begin to tighten round his fingers and he stops. You whine as he pulls his fingers out of you, coated in your arousal he brings the m up to his lips and sucks, his eyes boring into yours. "fucking hell jack" you choke out, the sight making you even wetter.
"You taste incredible" he groans around his fingers before freeing his thick cock from his pants. Precum drips from the tip and jack hisses as you lick your lips at it, "later" he groans, he palms himself a few times before lining up with your entrance. "spread your legs wider for me hon, thats it" He smirks as he taps the head of his cock over your puffy clit, making you whine. Your eyes roll back as he pushes into you slowly, his wide cock stretching you. "breathe, baby" he whispers as he pushes himself to the hilt, throwing his own head back at how good you feel around him. He starts thrusting hard, instantly, you choke out a moan at his pace, pleasure coarsing through you.
"yeah? that feel good baby?" Jack pants, eyes fixed on your face as he thrusts into you. "mm" you whine, breathless, already close to the edge. Jack reaches up, circles your clit a few times before his hand rests on your lower abdomen. Your lips part as he pushes down, and jack groans at how your pussy clenches around him.
"o-oh" you choke out, hoarsely, head spinning as jack continues to push his cock into you and push on your bladder. He lifts your leg, placing it on his shoulder and the new angle makes your breath hitch. "fuck jack- I
"I know, I know, feels so good doesn't it, so full yeah?" he murmurs as he presses harder on your abdomen. he feels you clench around him and he groans, your toes start to curl as you feel your orgasm approaching, and your stomach cramp.
"oh shit Jack- I need, im gonna-
he grips your leg harder. "good" he growls, and it almost sends you over the edge
"No no jack I mean I need to-
"I know baby, s'okay, what we wanted remember?" he pants, not stopping his brutal thrusts
"jack- " you say, warning
He nods again, licks his lips, eyes boring into yours, "c'mon baby, make a mess for me, soak my cock" and its a plea at this point, he's desperate to feel you release around him. Your jaw drops slightly as he encourages you, "thats it, good girl, fuck baby there you go" he groans as the pressure in your abdomen snaps and you gush around Jacks cock, and all over the couch. it sends him over the edge, the feel of your release and your piss mixed with his come making his fucking head spin. "O-oh ffuck, baby" he chokes out, his hips stutter as his orgasm crashes through him.
He thrusts lazily as you both come down, the sloppy sounds filling the room, Jack presses his forehead to yours, sweaty, he's still panting. "fuck that was incredible" he murmurs, burying his head in your neck. Your head is still spinning so you just nod. "hey, you with me baby?" he cups your face gently, tilting your chin to look at him.
"mm" you nod, head fuzzy. "come back to me" he soothes, stroking your face. "there you go, fuck baby did so good for me" Jack says, staring at you in awe smiling softy, . He leans down and wraps you in a firm embrace, you curl into him and he pulls you closer âsâokay. I got you" he murmurs. "c'mon, lets get cleaned up yeah?" he stands, offering you his hand, you take it and wince at the huge wet patch staining his couch. "fuck" you jesture, "sorry". He steps closer, arms around you again. "No baby, don't be sorry, we'll write it off as medically neccesary" he chuckles softly, nudging his nose with yours. "medically neccesary?" you snort. "It worked, didnt it?" jack smirks. You nod, chuckling softly. He nods toward his room "c'mon, baths this way" he presses soft kisses to your face as he pulls you toward the bathroom. "Although, im not sure how robby'll react to no couch for a few days" he snorts.
Warnings: Smut, explicit smut, MDNI. Look its complete and utter filth okay. Public sex, voyeurisum, choking, fingering, unprotected sex. Featuring Elrond and Gil-galad watching. Praise kink, 18+ only thankyou.
a/N- pls this took SO long i hope it was worth the wait. I dont wanna hear anything about 'this isn't canon why is Gil-Galad here' SHH, I have PLANS okay also I can do what i want i have a permit!! likes reblogs and comments much appreciated they make my day. This one goes out to my friend mariah who was SO hyped to tell me to write Thran for kinktober. mwah.
"Ah, theres my favourite mortal" Thranduil hums, his hands settling on your waist as he speaks, a familiar gesture from him. Your leaning against the railing in a far corner of rivendell overlooking the view. You scoff softly "before I take that as a compliment how many mortals exactly, do you know" you chuckle back. "Hm" he murmurs amused, his breath in your ear. it makes you shiver slightly. You grip the railing a bit tighter as you feel him press into you from behind and you know his superiour elf hearing picks up on the way your pulse speeds up. "Was there something I can do for you?" you say drily, ignoring the way Thranduil presses his hips just a little closer.
"it seems we ay be here for many weeks" he murmurs into your ear. "There are worst places to spend your time" you say, gesturing to the stunning view in front of you. "Indeed", his lips catch the shell of your ear and you swear he's done it on purpose and your breath hitches.
"And far worse people to spend it with" He adds, his arm encircles your waist more now, his long slender fingers gently rubbing it.
You fail to hide your snort at his words, your mind drifting to the numerous otherwordly beautiful elves that you'd seen. "Please, have you seen some of the elves that occupy this realm?" you murmur. Thranduil brushes your hair away from your neck, presses a light kiss to it. "I have, and none have a thing on you my dear" he whispers as he pushes his hips into you, you feel his hard length against you and you gasp. "thran-
"When we rode hear, I found myself unable to concentrate, you looked so equisitie in the moonlight atop one of my horses", he presses another kiss into your neck, this time a little harder and you let out a little moan.
"Again" he murmurs into your neck. "make that noise again for me" his teeth graze your neck and you moan again. Thranduil groans at the sound, "Thats it" he moans, his hand dipping below your waistband. His fingers graze over your core lightly and you gasp, your knees give way slightly as two of his fingers circle your clit with a slight pressure that alreqdy makes your head spin. "oh thran-" you moan. "Yes my dear?" he chuckles breathlessly in your ear. Thranduil moves his fingers faster, another finger pushing easily into your dripping hole. your grip on the railing falters as he whispers filthy encourgements in your ear. "Darling your soaked" He whispers, gravelly as his finger enters you.
"you make the prettiest sounds"
"Thats it, keep making those noises, let me hear you".
"Thran- i- i'm gonna-"
Your orgasm approaches quickly, Thranduils arm tightens around your waist as he feels you tighten around him. "There you go, let go for me, ive got you" he encourages as you shatter around him.
Your chest heaves as you come down from your high, Thranduils grip does'nt waver, his fingers lazily circling your clit as he murmurs praise into yor ear. You feel his cock press against you and you buck your hips back into him slightly. Thranduil hisses through his teeth at the act, his cock straining in his robes. "Please" you moan.
It takes the elf mere seconds to free his cock, one hand returns to your waist as he instructs you to bend over slightly. You do, bracing yourself against the balcony railing. Your eyes fall to the half hidden waterfall below, the shapes of two elves just about visible by a huge tree.
you feel thranduils cock press at your entrance. "Breathe" he murmurs softly, pushing into you slowly. You fail to choke back a loud moan at the feeling of his huge slender cock filling you up. The two elves below briefly look up at the sound but theres no way they can tell, right?
"Darling you feel utterly exquisite around my cock" Thranduil moans as he sheaths himself inside you. His words have you clenching round him and thranduril groans again at the feeling. One hand remains at your waist while he leans over and places the other onn top of yours on the railing. "I've dreamt about this you know? the way you'd feel around me, the noises you'd make under me" He thrusts slowly as he speaks, each one already hitting that spot inside you thanks to his impressive length. "Thran" you choke out, breathlessly. "feels so good" you choke out. He growls lowly in response
you feel his breath at your ear. "Are they watching?" he asks, still thrusting slowly into you.
"what?" you say, its half a moan and half something else.
"Down there" He nods slightly to the view below you, your brain short circits as his fingers find your clit again. "Thran" you whine.
"They were quite taken with you when we arrived" he murmurs into your ear. "who?" you choke out, barely able to form words at the sheer pleasure coarsing through you. Thranduil shifts slightly, nudges your legs wider so he can thrust deeper. You moan loudly at the new angle.
"The high king, and the lord of this realm, darling" he answers, your eyes widen briefly and you clench around thranduils cock. He hisses a groan. "Now, answer my question. Are. They. Watching" each word punctuated with a thrust that makes your head fuzzy.
your gaze drifts below. you lock eyes with both of them briefly before looking away, one of them lifts an eyebrow and you see it in the edges of your vision
"yes" you say, shakily, the thought making you even wetter.
"good" Thranduil nips at your ear before snaping his hips faster. Your grip falters on the railing as he brutally thrusts his cock into you. "oh thran im-
"Your taking my cock so well darling"
His big hand wraps around your throat, he presses slightly, not hard, just enough, the way your pussy clenches around him tells him everything. "Look at them" he murmurs. Your head spins. "Look at them while you come all over my cock" he repeats, snapping his hips harder. "I've got you" he murmurs again. your eyes lock with the two elves below you, they're suddenly much much clearer, you can make out elronds ring even from this distance. Gil-Galad's eyes are darkened with need, hes braced against the tree. and Elrond has a half smirk on his face, one brow raised. Thranduil tightens his hand slightly around your throat and your head spins as you clearly see the elf lord below mouth the word 'come'. Your jaw drops open and you keep your eyes locked with theirs as your orgasm crashes over you, you see stars as you release around thranduil, You tighten so hard around thranduil his hips stutter and he spills inside you.
Thranduil holds you tighter as you both come down from your high. Murmuring praise in Elvish whilst your breathing eventually slows. "Your perfect, meleth nin" He whispers. Pressing a gentle kiss to your head.
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Warnings: Smut. NSFW. Minors be fucking gone from here! Oral, praise kink. Spit kink? Uhh what else. Itâs just filth. Okay. đ«Ą. Charles's dialogue is in italics!! Oral. threesome. Lots of good girl. Likes comments and reblogs much appreciated.
a/N- um, I thoroughly enjoyed writing this one.
Summary: Charles talks you through it while you choke on Erikâs cock
Your knees burn, Erikâs hand is fisted tight in your hair, his head thrown back in a groan, a prominent wet spot in the middle of your panties and an oversized t shirt being the only thing your wearing, you press your legs together trying to gain some sort of relief. Erik pulls your mouth back all the way off his huge cock before slamming you straight back down, you gag and you feel him twitch in your mouth
âMm- Fuck me you feel so, fucking , goodâ Erik says thickly, his words timed with each thrust into your mouth. You moan around him. His words going straight to your core.
darling you hear in your head, you stop momentarily and Erik raises a brow before continuing to thrust into your mouth.
donât stop, thereâs a good girl
you open your mouth wider, only serving to make Erikâs cock go deeper into your throat
âJesusâ Erik groans âjust like that babyâ he strokes his fingers in your hair as he speaks, soothing you before he snaps his hips roughly, drool beginning to spill down your face. Erik and charles both groan at the sight.
god if you could see the sight of the two of you, you are taking his cock so well my darling, Charlesâs voice is husky, low.
You moan around Erikâs length, Charles hums in approval in your mind, and you swear you can feel the vibration in your pussy. thatâs it darling, good girl, don't stop.
Erik grips the back of your head, a low moan escaping him as you suck him in. âFucking hell baby your mouthâ he groans. Erik doesnât let up, thrusting his cock in your mouth. You splay your hands on his thighs, tears running down your face at the force, Erikâs hand cups your face, gently swiping a tear running down your face. âSo good for me babyâ he groans.
such a good girl. You choke around Erikâs cock and you feel him tighten in your mouth. âShit baby-
thatâs it. Let him use your mouth darling, god your making my cock so hard by watching you like this. So pretty my darling
You hum around Eriks cock, turning your head slightly to take him deeper, you feel Erikâs breath stutter as he hits the back of your throat. His eyes meet yours, Erikâs blown wide with a combination of lust and adoration, need. You look up and nod at him, and thatâs all Erik needs before his control snaps and he spills down your throat, his hips stutter as you swallow every drop. "Fuck baby thats it, take it all for me, good girl there you go" Erik hums as he slowly pulls his cock out your mouth. You look up at him, eyes glassy, pussy throbbing, tears leaking down your face. "Oh baby" he soothes, thumb stroking your face. He bends his knees slightly, wrapping his arm around you, as he leans back to sit on the bed. holding you tight, your face pressed into his thigh.
the door opens with a quiet click, charles pads towards you still knelling on the floor. You feel his grip on your shoulder. "There you are my darling" he tilts your face to look at him as he kneels down, his grip is firm but gentle. Charles fixes you with a look before your head is filled with the image of charles pounding into you, his moans echoing through the scene in your head. You press your legs together almost desperatley at the sight and your lips part. His thumb swipes across your lip, he presses hard and it just makes you wetter. "Open your mouth for me" he hums. You do, charles leans in and spits in your mouth and your pussy throbs again as he pushes two fingers into your mouth, you instantly wrap your mouth around them and charles and erik both groan. "Suck", Charles murmurs, his cock straining in his pants. "get them nice and wet for me theres a good girl" Eriks hand is still lovingly stroking through your hair. you whine as he removes his fingers, a line of saliva trailing behind them. "Sh baby its ok" Erik coos, pulling you up as he shuffles back against the headboard and pulls you into his chest. You throw your head back as Charles runs his hand lightly over your thigh, teasing. choking out a "please" as he does.
"You gonna let charles and me take care of you baby?" Erik hums in your ear, sending a shiver through you.
Warnings: Smut. NSFW. Minors be fucking gone from here! Oral, praise kink. Spit kink? Uhh what else. Itâs just filth. Okay. đ«Ą. Charles's dialogue is in italics!! Oral. threesome. Lots of good girl. Likes comments and reblogs much appreciated.
a/N- um, I thoroughly enjoyed writing this one.
Summary: Charles talks you through it while you choke on Erikâs cock
Your knees burn, Erikâs hand is fisted tight in your hair, his head thrown back in a groan, a prominent wet spot in the middle of your panties and an oversized t shirt being the only thing your wearing, you press your legs together trying to gain some sort of relief. Erik pulls your mouth back all the way off his huge cock before slamming you straight back down, you gag and you feel him twitch in your mouth
âMm- Fuck me you feel so, fucking , goodâ Erik says thickly, his words timed with each thrust into your mouth. You moan around him. His words going straight to your core.
darling you hear in your head, you stop momentarily and Erik raises a brow before continuing to thrust into your mouth.
donât stop, thereâs a good girl
you open your mouth wider, only serving to make Erikâs cock go deeper into your throat
âJesusâ Erik groans âjust like that babyâ he strokes his fingers in your hair as he speaks, soothing you before he snaps his hips roughly, drool beginning to spill down your face. Erik and charles both groan at the sight.
god if you could see the sight of the two of you, you are taking his cock so well my darling, Charlesâs voice is husky, low.
You moan around Erikâs length, Charles hums in approval in your mind, and you swear you can feel the vibration in your pussy. thatâs it darling, good girl, don't stop.
Erik grips the back of your head, a low moan escaping him as you suck him in. âFucking hell baby your mouthâ he groans. Erik doesnât let up, thrusting his cock in your mouth. You splay your hands on his thighs, tears running down your face at the force, Erikâs hand cups your face, gently swiping a tear running down your face. âSo good for me babyâ he groans.
such a good girl. You choke around Erikâs cock and you feel him tighten in your mouth. âShit baby-
thatâs it. Let him use your mouth darling, god your making my cock so hard by watching you like this. So pretty my darling
You hum around Eriks cock, turning your head slightly to take him deeper, you feel Erikâs breath stutter as he hits the back of your throat. His eyes meet yours, Erikâs blown wide with a combination of lust and adoration, need. You look up and nod at him, and thatâs all Erik needs before his control snaps and he spills down your throat, his hips stutter as you swallow every drop. "Fuck baby thats it, take it all for me, good girl there you go" Erik hums as he slowly pulls his cock out your mouth. You look up at him, eyes glassy, pussy throbbing, tears leaking down your face. "Oh baby" he soothes, thumb stroking your face. He bends his knees slightly, wrapping his arm around you, as he leans back to sit on the bed. holding you tight, your face pressed into his thigh.
the door opens with a quiet click, charles pads towards you still knelling on the floor. You feel his grip on your shoulder. "There you are my darling" he tilts your face to look at him as he kneels down, his grip is firm but gentle. Charles fixes you with a look before your head is filled with the image of charles pounding into you, his moans echoing through the scene in your head. You press your legs together almost desperatley at the sight and your lips part. His thumb swipes across your lip, he presses hard and it just makes you wetter. "Open your mouth for me" he hums. You do, charles leans in and spits in your mouth and your pussy throbs again as he pushes two fingers into your mouth, you instantly wrap your mouth around them and charles and erik both groan. "Suck", Charles murmurs, his cock straining in his pants. "get them nice and wet for me theres a good girl" Eriks hand is still lovingly stroking through your hair. you whine as he removes his fingers, a line of saliva trailing behind them. "Sh baby its ok" Erik coos, pulling you up as he shuffles back against the headboard and pulls you into his chest. You throw your head back as Charles runs his hand lightly over your thigh, teasing. choking out a "please" as he does.
"You gonna let charles and me take care of you baby?" Erik hums in your ear, sending a shiver through you.
This also takes place in the Aftermath of the Sun Universe and contains spoilers for book 2. The couple in question doesnât get together until the latter half of book two.
The Millipede
âDon! Do you mind organizing the bottom shelf, and Iâll reorganize the top shelf?â
Don, as he was when he was with Ada, was back at The League temporarily. Because he wanted to, he was tired of hearing it. She needed his help, and he wanted to help her.
Ada was a gorgeous Black woman, strong and not just because she had super strength. She used to go by the superhero name Femme Female. It was a nonsensical name, but now she just went by Ada.
Don was a little shorter than her when she was out of heels. Heels made her a whole head taller. She was a tall woman. Don was five-ten. Between her and Anatoly, he felt like the shortest member of their group. He supposed there was still Noah, at an astounding five-two. Don chuckled; all the short boys were paired up with people taller than them.
He sang a little song to himself while he tidied up the bottom shelves. He glanced away to avoid looking up Adaâs skirt. They couldnât have sex. If her muscles contracted, they would pulp whatever appendage was inside. It was Donâs working theory, anyway. They probably couldnât have sex, but that didnât stop Don from looking or Ada from not wearing underwear.
Why would she not wear underwear or a skirt if she knew she was going to fly? Or if she knew I was coming over to help? Or if she knew she was going to have me work on the lower shelves... No, she wanted me to look.
Don smirked and glanced at Ada flying above him again. She was easily the most beautiful woman heâd ever known, and heâd always had a thing for her. But sheâd been married to Captain Miracle, the worldâs strongest narcissist. He never thought things would have worked out this way.
Heâd watched her in that cowgirl-themed costume with all the fringe that clung to her. He was always joyfully surprised that The League didnât have her in superhero lingerie. Heâd just been the number two to a supervillain at the time, and he watched her with love and lust in his heart, and the ability to imagine was his strong suit.
Now he was just the number two to a super villain and helping The League with administrative duties. Don peeked up and glanced down quickly, warmth blasting his cheeks.
âAre you peeking up my skirt?â Her voice was sultry. Donâs fists clenched. Lillian Holst raised you better than this.
âSorry, I just happened to look up and saw.â Well, itâs not like mom can beat my ass if Iâm going to hell. Sheâs going to have to overlook my bad decision-making. Maybe Ada will crush me to death for looking at her, heh.
Ada pulled Don up to her level; his legs were off the ground, and his cock was firmly pressed against his pants. He was back. Ada purred. âI never took you for a womanizer, Don. Here, I thought you were a good boy.â
âOh, I am. Iâm such a good boy.â
âProve it.â She laughed. âBeg. Good boys donât stare at my pussy while they think Iâm unaware. My empathy powers snitched on you, you know.â
Ah, yeah, your ability to see how other people are feeling. I wonder how thatâs going to work for sexy stuff. Don looked up at her, rubbing her shoulders, and didnât need empathy powers to know that she was nervous.
âIâm so sorry. I know I shouldnât have looked. I had no business looking at you, let alone your glorious pussy. If youâll allow a worm like me to make it up to you, I will.â
Ada swallowed. âMore.â
Don nodded. âI am lower than dirtââ
âNo, stop belittling yourself. I want you to beg. I think you could still be a good boy. Salvageable at the very least. Who wouldnât be tempted to stare?â
He almost laughed. Heâd been used to exes who werenât very nice. This was a change. He cleared his throat. âPlease, can I make it up to you? Iâll be a willing seat for you while you do your very important work. Iâll be a rug for you to step on if you want, Mistress. Iâll be whatever you want of me. I will stand there and intimidate any man who comes into your office intending to make you feel less than for being a woman. Just please, tell me what I can do to make up for my horrible crime against you.â
âYou like my pussy so much? Lay down.â
Without a moment of hesitation, Don lay down and watched Ada straddle his face. This was exciting and dangerous. If she squeezed too hard, that was it. Well, heâd always hoped to die valiantly. He gripped her thighs and feasted.
He loved how she tasted, a bit sweet but not like candy. Just like her. He found her clitoris and ran circles and ran around it, flicking it gently. He felt her tremble and chuckled to himself.
She was very reactive. She started to press on him, and Don got scared for a moment. He supposed that this was it. He ran through his last words to people and felt good about them.
He fucked her hole with his tongue, and she rode his face. Finally, a gush of fluid flooded his face, and she got up and patted his face. âGood Boy.â
Adrenaline coursed through his body. He hadnât expected to survive sex with Ada, but he had. Her control was amazing. He paused. Good boy, felt good. He could live with good boy.
He smiled at Ada, licking his lips. âThank you, Mistress. I am at your service.â
âTake off your pants.â
âWoah no, Red, Safe word, We didnât do one of those and we probably should. I donât think we should have sex. Itâs actually a miracle I survived you riding my face, not that I didnât enjoy every second of it. Definite spank bank material, any spasm of your muscles will actually rip my dick off and Iâll bleed to death and die. Not that itâs not how Iâd like to die I just have shit to do, browser histories to delete.â
Ada laughed and gestured to a hanging bracelet on her arm, âI have a power suppressant on! Thatâs why I was struggling to fly! I was wondering why you were scared!â
âI thought I was going to die!â
Ada lay down next to Don and kissed him deeply and hard. Harder than sheâd kissed him before and Don sighed.
âSo are we going to have sex on this uncomfortably plush office rug?â
âOnly if you beg for itâActually, what browser history do you have to delete?â
Something broke inside of him. He needed to do this really good for her, this was wer first time and he needed to show her a good time. Don got on his hands and knees. âPlease, Mistress? Havenât I been good? Iâll do whatever you want! I would do anything for you.â His breath shuddered. It wasnât even an act. Don was overwhelmed with the desire to please Ada. He wanted her to feel every iota of it, empathy powers or not.
âEven answer the question I just asked you?â Don pursed his lips and smirked. He had so many strange searches he wanted to keep hidden. Like gambling websites.
âItâs not porn.â Ada pushed Don over.
âWhat are you trying to keep hidden from your mistress? Hmm?â
Don groaned. âI am a gambler, Mistress. I donât want anyone to know.â
âOh, thatâs all? Thereâs no need to keep big secrets from Mommy. No more gambling. It makes you look pathetic. I have no need of pathetic men unless theyâre begging. Which youâre not doing enough of.â
âY-yesâ He inhaled deeply through his nose. âI wonât keep big secrets from you.â His voice shook, and he whimpered, âCan I please lick your pussy again? I promise I wonât be afraid. I was a coward last time, but I know my place now, Mistress. I will drown myself in you if that is the death that any deity seeks out of me, and I will be thankful that I was even allowed in your presence. If you crush my head with your thighs, even with your power limiter, I will call it a valiant death, and I will have died doing what I loved, dining with a beautiful woman. No! A Goddess!â
Ada laughed. âAre you scared I might kill you?â
Don shook his head. âItâs a real possibility. But, Mistress, for just one taste of your beautiful garden, I would do anything. Then, if you forbade me from venturing into it again, I would still live a fulfilled life. Itâs the most I could expect as a mortal. If I could please you, youâd make my entire life.â
Her lips curled into a smile, and she touched Donâs arm. Even with the power limiter, she was still strong, and Don smirked back. He liked his girls strong. âGood boy! I think you deserve a little treat of your own. Now down with those pants. I want to make this office my own. I donât have any meetings for an hour, and I plan to be efficient!â
Donâs pants were down as soon as she breathed the last syllable, and she stared at his cock. It was average, definitely serviceable. He inhaled sharply when she licked the tip.
âGood boys get their cock sucked. Remind me, what have you done to deserve it?â
âI havenât killed any henchmen.â Don chuckled, and Ada rolled her eyes. âI mean I always worship my mistress, even from afar. I donât even watch porn; the memory of her is enough to keep me strong. Please, please use your mouth on me. I know youâre a goddess and Iâm just a mortal man, and asking this of you may be too much, but my body is dying without your touch. Please, Mistress, I am at your disposal; every inch of my body is yours, even these ones. Please.â
Ada took all of him in one throaty gulp. The errant thought that she could end his life right here made it all the more thrilling. He could feel her throat, and felt his eyes roll back into his head. Her mouth was so warm and welcoming, and Don felt like a teenager the way he was ready to burst. âMistress, where do you want me to come? D-do you want me to come? Fuck. We never did safe words.â
Ada took him out of her mouth and chuckled. âI was going to take you in my mouth, baby. Is safe word a good safe word? Iâve never done this before.â
Don nodded, out of breath. âSafe word is perfect, thanks. Letâs communicate more, alright?â
âNow I never actually said I was going to let you come. We still have forty-nine minutes.â
âOh my god. Fuck. Please. Mistress, Iâll.â Don was once again in Adaâs wonderful mouth and he wasnât sure how much longer he was going to last.
This short story takes place in the Aftermath of the Sun Universe and doesnât contain spoilers.
Sara had a speech impediment, and that was okay. No one really pointed it out, least of all Rebecca. She was a real sweetheart. She had been shy to ask Rebecca out on a date, given the way she was so beautiful and Sara was, Sara.
Sara had straw-like blonde hair, and Rebecca had voluminous brown hair that was shiny and wavy. Sara looked like she worked in tech, just a skinny woman with cold hands, which she was. Rebecca looked like a movie star, voluptuous and maybe a bit plump, but that did not take away from her sensuality.
Theyâd run into each other in the lab on Saraâs first day as a henchman, four years before. It was Rebeccaâs third day, and sheâd dedicated her whole day to showing her around. Sheâd developed something of a crush on her, but how could someone like Rebecca notice someone like her?
Sara chewed on her hair; she knew it was a disgusting habit, but she couldnât kick it. She did it to self-soothe, she thought. She looked around the lab and sighed. Sheâd worked later than everyone else again. It was probably morning. She shuffled to the henchman lounge and started making coffee. She threw herself on the aging red couch and stretched.
She felt someone sit on the couch, but before Sara could say anything, she saw that it was Rebecca. In the shortest pajama shorts sheâs ever seen. It was scandalous. Her brown thighs spilled out, and the shorts rolled away to nothing as she sat. Sara pretended not to notice. Rebecca grinned. âHi, Sara! Are you working early too?â
âUgh. No. The Shentipede has me machining partsh, and that usually means when heâs awake. He doesnât sleep, though. Because heâs an asshole.â
âOh no! I usually come here before my shift, watch a movie, get dressed, and then start my shift. I just test the robotics, so I donât deal with the boss himself too often.â
Sara gulped. âI like your shorts.â They had stars and moons on them.
Rebecca stood up and pulled her shorts down, not making much of a difference. âOh yeah! I just bought them! I thought Iâd run into you and you might like them! Youâre always wearing that sun and moon charm! So I figured hey! She probably likes sun and moon themed things!â
âY-you bought them b-because Iâd like them? And wore them all the way to the lounge just to change them later on the off chance that Iâd shee them? Thatâs a lot of dedication, I mean theyâre cute butââ
Rebecca pushed Sara down on the couch and ground herself on her knee. Sara was acutely aware of how out in open they were. Rebecca seemed so cheery when she said, âIt was calculated. I knew when you were going to stop working because I was watching.â Heat flooded Saraâs face, and her hand flew to Rebeccaâs thighs, helping her grind on her knee. Someone could walk in at any time. This was dangerous. The Centipede could walk in at any time. He hadnât gone to bed yet.
âIf I didnât know better. Iâd say you were coming on to me in the common area. Also, I donât know if you noticed, but I have a speech impediment and Iâm told that makes me wholly undesirableââ
Rebecca pressed her lips against Saraâs; she tasted like cherries. Sara wondered if that was planned, too. âI want to be chanting your name and soaking your hand. It wonât matter what words you arenât able to say when I smother your mouth with my pussy.â
âWhat if shomeone, a person, comes in?â
Rebecca shrugged, and Sara pulled the teeny tiny shorts to the side in desperation. She couldnât be bothered to care when this goddess was coming on to her. Sweat dripped down from her forehead, and she parted Rebecca, finding her soaked hole. Sara muttered. âHow long have you been thinking about this?â Her scent was intoxicating. Sara was a little kid in a cake factory, about to dive face-first.
âIâve been thinking about this and riding your cute little face since we met. But I was getting scared that you werenât going to make a move.â
âI wanted to. But youâre just sho beautiful and Iâm ⊠not.â
Looking at her from her position, but not looking down at her, Rebecca hummed. âYouâre a brilliant machinist. Do you think heâd keep you around if you werenât amazing? Youâre also so funny. And Iâ I happen to think youâre gorgeous.â Rebecca was so confident. She had essentially come to the henchman lounge and laid claim to her, without any fear that sheâd say no.
âWhat was your plan if I said no or wasnât interested?â
âHmm? Go back to my room and masturbate and cry until it doesnât hurt anymore. But I knew you were interested. I see how you look at me with the longing glances, your eyes dilate when you see me. Also, your room vent connects to mine, and I can hear you masturbating and who you masturbate to. I wanted to catch you before someone else did.â Saraâs blood went cold. She masturbated a lot. Rebecca chuckled. âI like that you can say my name the clearest without your cute little lisp.â
Sara pushed in a finger, then another. Juices spilled out around her fingers at the intrusion. She was so wet. For her? She fucked Rebecca while she straddled Saraâs lap.
âYou frighten me. Youâre too beautiful.â
âYouâre beautiful too, and oh god, youâre fucking me so good. Oh, is this your first time with a woman?â Sara shook her head with a small smile. Rebeccaâs moans got louder and higher-pitched. Sara picked up speed, and there was cum everywhere. It was explosive. Her work pants and parts of the couch were drenched in Rebeccaâs fluid. Reveling in smelling like her, She tasted her finger greedily and pulled Rebeccaâs shorts down, burying her face in her pussy.
She lapped every remnant of the nectar that was left behind.
The intercom crackle of the intercom came to life.
âHorny adults in the henchman lounge, wrap it up. People need coffee to start their day. Thanks for making coffee, Sara.â The Centipede, the supervillain in charge of the operation, had an accent, not as obvious as Saraâs speech impediment but still audible. It takes all kinds to make a villainâs lair. Sara pulled her tongue out of Rebecca with a sheepish smile.
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Noah and Anatoly are characters from my Aftermath of the Sun series, starting with Trying to Kill the Sun. Trying to Kill the Sun is available for a reduced price on my Payhip in bio.
Trans male character x Cis male character
This is spoilers for Haunted by the Shattered Sun
Noah was a lot shorter than Anatoly, and it showed when he straddled him against the lab table. They hadnât been intimate in months, and he craved him. He could feel how wet his front hole was, and Anatoly was acting oblivious to his need, his desire.
He smirked and continued to talk about robots. No, he wasnât oblivious. Noah kissed his red cheek all the way down to his clavicle. He pulled his shirt away, exposing his skin, red from a blush that crawled all over his body. Anatoly took his prosthetic arm and placed his hand firmly on his ass. Heâs encouraging me. He wants this! Why doesnât he say anything?
Noah made a face and ground himself into Anatoly, feeling his hard cock through his pants and lab apron. Anatolyâs eyes were a mesmerizing brown and made Noahâs breath catch. He ground himself on Anatoly, whimpering. âPlease. I wantââ
âĐĐžŃĐŸŃĐșĐ°. What is it you want?â Anatoly dropped the subject of whatever heâd been blathering about so fast to address his needs, and Noah nuzzled his neck, kissing it. He loved his accent. He dampened it for their superhero fights because those were televised but he otherwise had a placeable Russian accent. He suckled at his neck, not quite enough to leave a mark. âBe careful. We donât want to anger Madame League Director by showing up to another one of our fights covered in hickies. Youâre already on her shit list for not taking your medication.â
âWell, who told her about the medication?â Noah murmured and sucked at Anatolyâs clavicle. âI had it all under control. Youâre the worst supervillain. Snitch supervillain.â
âIâm sorry, I want to fight my beautiful superhero a little while longer.â Anatoly pushed Noah back a little and smiled. He kissed him with immense need. Anatolyâs lips were soft and tasted like sweet oranges.
Noah could no longer handle it, and his hands wandered under Anatolyâs apron, unbuttoning his pants. âWhat do you want with your extra time with me, Tolya?â
Anatoly chuckled and leaned back. âI am at your leisure, ĐĐžŃĐŸŃĐșĐ°. I am in your kind hands.â Noah pulled out Anatolyâs cock with no gravitas. He was familiar with the uncircumcised member. It was girthy and long. It had weight to it.
He trembled when he thought of how it stretched his holes. Noah removed his pants and tossed them to the side, and Anatoly exclaimed in mock shock, âWow, not straight to the hamper? You must mean business. Youâre usually such a goody two-shoes, youâre not above interrupting your pleasure to put the clothes where theyâre supposed to go.â Noah scowled, flipped the apron over, and unbuttoned his shirt.
He sat on Anatolyâs cock, feeling it stretch him out. He didnât move, instead pulling Anatoly closer to suck on his chest. He inhaled the woodsy scent that clung to Anatoly and grinned. Oh, heâd show him goody two-shoes. He left a lovely dark purple bruise on his chest, near where the implants were for his arm, and began to ride his love taking him in with a deep gasp. He squeezed his cock using his muscles the best way he knew how and was thrilled at the moan Anatoly let slip through. He grabbed him with both arms and murmured, âĐĐžŃĐŸŃĐșĐ°. Are you sure you donât want me to use my mouth on you first? Youâreââ Â
Noah pushed Anatoly so he was half-lying down on the table and sucked on his neck. âMaybe I want the world to know that the top supervillain belongs to me. Youâre not the only one who gets to be possessive.â
Anatoly sighed and took off his apron, it having migrated to an uncomfortable position and was not much use as clothing. He groaned as Noah went to task, sucking on his neck, leaving huge and unmistakable bruises. He even bit him once for good measure, causing him to cry out. Noah sat on his cock, rocking back and forth.
He looked at Noah and huffed. âI get to mark you up, too, right?â Noah pretended not to hear as he picked up speed. âĐ±ĐŸĐ¶Đ” ĐŒĐŸĐč!â He held him close to him, not quite able to suck on his neck. He got up, his pants falling to the ground, but still holding Noah in his robotic arm. âNot fair. Youâre not allowed to mark me up, then make me come, and not let me return the favor!â
Cum ran down Noahâs leg as it dangled in space, holding him just where Anatoly could reach. He was in heaven. Anatoly bent down and sucked on his neck, and he was sure they both looked like sluts. Ada was going to be pissed. Noah didnât care, thoughâ
âThis is the Millipede warning the horny adults that they have about five minutes to clear out the common use laboratory before the henchmen are back from their team exercise. Also, where is your heart monitor, mister man? Did you just do cardio without your heart monitor?â
Noah cringed. He supposed The League Director wasnât the only one he had to worry about. There was The Centipedeâs number two, as well. Though he was dating The League Director and that was an entirely different story altogether.
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