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Lovie, could we possibly get a bit of fluff in a Johnny x chubby!reader? Like she can’t find anything to wear bc she doesn’t feel like anything she puts on is flattering and she looks bad in it and is feeling really upset?Asking for a friend ofc 😅

Dinner

Fandom: The Texas Chainsaw Massacre Game

Pairing: Johnny Slaughter x Chubby Fem! Reader

Warnings: Fluff, Established relationship, Pet names (Bunny, Baby, Honey), Softer Johnny

Requested?: Yeaahhhh

Overview: You can’t seem to find a single thing to wear, and it’s bringing your mood down lower and lower. Though when your boyfriend comes in the room, he tries to comfort you the best he can.

A/n: Literally love this idea!! I gotchu bb ;3

“Y/nnnn,” 

Heavy footsteps had entered the quiet room, belt buckling under it designated flaps as brown eyes gazed upon your backside. Through the dusty window, the morning sun shone, casting a drab ray of light on your figure. Johnny, who had just stepped in finishing up with his belt buckle, peering you down as you observed yourself in the mirror. You appear upset, frowning when you see yourself and attempting to modify the dress you wore to fit your physique. After glancing at the stacked garments on the bed in the corner, Johnny's gaze shifted to the open closet, which appeared to be nearly empty. 

“We goin’ thru clothes today bunny?” When he noticed your face, he raised his eyebrows and questioned. 

Glancing across at the bed, you suddenly became dissatisfied. In a short period of time, so many different outfits were worn, yet none of them seemed to attract your interest. “I wish,” You stare back in the mirror and say, huffing a little. “I’m just… trying to figure out what I want to wear.”

“What’s wrong with that dress?” Johnny asked, gesturing to the one you were wearing. 

What was the issue with it? The colors? The patterns? Perhaps the horrible way it molded itself around your body? Nothing you've worn in the past twenty minutes has made you feel good about yourself; everything just looked awful. From pretty blouses paired with skirts to dresses that are long and short? Simply put, you weren't feeling it today. You felt so insecure about it that it upset you. Even though it wasn't his fault, the mere question from Johnny disturbed you. You felt yourself involuntarily tugging at your stomach in an attempt to cover it up.

“Just look at it…”

Johnny had indeed taken one good look at you. His attention swept over your entire body, taking in every exquisite curve that your clothing effortlessly embraced. The thin material snatched your breasts and the remainder of your waist as it flowed down around your hips. He didn't find anything wrong with the apparel or the way you looked wearing it. The man gave you a small shake of his head before raising his gaze once more to meet yours. 

“You don’ like it?” He asked, taking a couple steps towards you. His head loomed side to side as your facial expression grew more and more confused. “I think it’s beautiful on ya’ baby.” 

Johnny had taken your hand and lifted your arm above your head, spinning you around to face him. His eyes observed you closely in it’s half lidded state before turning you back around. Facing the mirror you were looking at before all you could make was a disgusted face. Though that soon faded when the man pressed his body up against you from behind. Your eyes became a little wider as he began fiddling with the straps and smoothing out the creases that were sticking out of your dress. 

“This ones a lil’ tight,” Johnny murmured softly, his voice like a low rumble bouncing off walls. 

“Is it?” You say, your chest suddenly shifting with disappointment. “I… don’t like the way I look in it.”

“Why not?” His voice hinted with curiosity.

“It’s just… I’ve tried so many things. They don’t look appealing, most… not as flattering as I’d hoped.” 

Johnny’s movements stopped, which made you look up at the mirror. “I think it’s more than flattering.” A smile appears on his face when his large hands take your hips. “Y’know what I think?” 

“Hm?”

“I think I could take ya’ out in this one. How ‘bout dinner?”

“Johnny, this dress isn’t good enough for dinner.” 

His smile widened as all he could do was chuckle. “Really sugar? Cause I could jus’ eat chu’ up~.” When Johnny began to attack you with kisses, you squealed and laughed as he buried his face in your neck. Your body was enveloped by his arms, leaving you exposed to his comforting warmth. His teeth scraped and nibbled at your throat as you reached for his hair and yanked him away. “Ah- careful! You’ll start pullin’ on other strings-“

“Johnny Slaughter-“

“Y/n L/n,” His eyes squinted at you, making your cheeks fluster. “I think that dress is lovely on ya’. Anythin’ ya’ wear, you’re a beautiful woman.” His head leaned down and kissed your temple. “My beautiful woman.”

He just knew how to make your heart flutter. Given that Johnny wasn't always good at consoling people, you treasured these moments. Something like this, where he truly sought to convey his feelings, even though he wasn't always the one to do so? It sets butterflies in your stomach. You couldn't help but smile when you saw Johnny as considerate and positive as opposed to cold and uncaring.

“There’s the smile I like to see,” He said with a chuckle, planting a firm kiss on your cheek. “Can I get a kiss?”

“Hmm, no.” 

“Give me a damn kiss woman.”

You giggle moving your head, your lips colliding with your lovers as you both hum in sync. All he could do was nuzzle his head with yours when he pulled back. “You’re awfully… cuddly today.” 

Withdrawing from you, he grabs your hand and spins you around to face him. “Don’ like it?”

“No- No I like it!” You say placing your hands on his chest and patting him softly. “It’s just a little… different?”

“Is it? Ya’ like it when I’m more stern and rough wit’ ya’?”

“It’s what I’m used to honey,” Johnny gave you a mischievous look and a huff when you lightly tapped his face with your palm. After that you made your way over to bed, piled with clothes that you’d taken from your closet. 

“I’m serious though,” He says, the heavy footsteps of his boots trailing from behind you. The man’s hand had taken yours, lowering it as it held one of the dresses you put on before. You look up at him, confused with your eyebrows well raised. He takes the dress from your hand and looks at it, before placing it back down on the bed. “I wanna take ya’ out.”

“If you think taking me out will make me feel better-”

“How ‘bout our spot?” He said, making you pause your words. “Anythin’ ya’ want. I’ll even throw in some drinks if that’s whatcha like.”

You gave Johnny a major side eye before sighing, closing your eyes and running your hand through your hair. “So persuasive,” You state, making him chuckle. “Fine, but we’re coming straight home afterwards.”

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Hi babes! I’m working on some requests left in my inbox that should be out within the next week or two! Until then, I wanna know what you guys are interested in seeing more on my page! I have a couple characters in mind, but there are many fandoms to choose from. So please feel free to vote! Participation is encouraged, and I would appreciate it greatly!

If you have specific characters you would like to see, please leave them in the comments and I’ll take a look. That also includes other fandoms that I write, which you can find here.

This poll will be open for 1 week, and I will post an update once it comes through. Thank youuu! :3

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Red Stained Sunflower Pt. 3

Fandom: The Texas Chainsaw Massacre Game

Pairing: Johnny Slaughter x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Use of Pet Names, Suggestive Nsfw content, Cigarette mention/usage, SMUT!!, Fingering, P in V, Unprotected (Stay safe), slight choking, and more but I don’t wanna spoil the fun ;3

Requested?: Yeeee!!!

Overview: If the events that happened the night before weren't enough, then tonight sure as hell would be. After an awkward encounter, you find yourself alone with the man who has such a hold on you. Talking and playing around won’t compare to what you got yourself into tonight.

A/n: This is the last part of this little series!! If you would like to see more Johnny feel free to send me an ask/request! I got a couple in my inbox so I’ll be working on those! Johnny’s a little more soft but can be a bit aggressive in this one so if ya aint feeling it DNI!!

This chapter contains written NSFW content. Minors are advised to not interact!! Enjoy!

Red Stained Sunflower Pt.1 - Red Stained Sunflower Pt.2

You weren't prepared for really visiting the Slaughter home the next day. Your heart pumped strangely after Johnny left last night with his confident demeanor and witty remarks. You couldn't sleep all night from it. The man’s scent had still lingered in your room, especially on your bed where he decided to make himself comfortable. You hated him for that. You loved the thought of him but hated that he was constantly on your mind.

Now you were on your way to meet the man, telling your father that you would be at Maria’s for a bit. Lying, so that you could see the trouble that dipped so far into your heart. Walking along the dirt road in your favorite sundress and a small bag, you decided to go through the front instead of the back way close to the gardens like last time. It probably would be easier since it was getting late, the sun coming close to the horizon. 

You hurried your steps as your feet silently patted on the porch, before raising your hand to knock on the door. Your hand was mere centimeters away but suddenly stopped when you heard commotion coming from the other side. And it didn’t sound good either…

“Ya’ keep leavin’ without a trace and don’t tell nobody! The hell ya’ goin’ off to?!”

You carefully pushed your ear to the door to hear if anyone was nearby. If you can recall his name, it sounded like Drayton. The older gentleman who occasionally went by the name Cook among some members of the family. Given that he didn't seem to like your presence, you didn't actually talk to him all that much. When you laugh with Bubba and Nubbins, you may receive sidelong looks or little scoffs from the kitchen. He appeared agitated, and was questioning the person who had turned his mood so sour.

“That’s none of yer damn business, old man.” 

Oh… that’s who was getting interrogated. Johnny. What they were saying appeared to grab your attention, even though it shouldn't have startled you as much as it did. 

“It’s that girl again ain’t it? Ya’ keep goin’ out and followin’ ‘er like a gosh darn puppy!” Drayton had persisted in reprimanding Johnny, his aging voice hoarse with annoyance. “What’s so special ‘bout ‘er hm? She can’t do nothin’ for ya’-“

“Watch yer tone! Before ya’ start ta’ have a real problem on yer hands.”

Drayton and Johnny both appeared to be furious, but Johnny's stance was clearly more aggressive. Given that the older man made a comment regarding other girls, you weren't sure if they were talking about you or not. Your heart briefly ached as a result. You felt a tiny bit envious when you imagined Johnny with someone else. As you refocused on the exchanged words, you briefly dared to blink. 

“Calm ya’self Johnny!” Your ears twitch to the sound of Sissy’s voice. 

“Get off a me!” He growls, sudden footsteps approaching closer the door. “Yer quick ta’ start pointin’ fingers. Do I need ta’ remind ya’ how long ya’ left us fa’?”

“Don’t chu start yappin’ at me! Ya’ know what I needed ta’ do-“

“And I know what I’m doin’, so quit yer barkin!” 

You became aware that you were still listening in as footsteps began to move dangerously towards the door. You immediately moved away from the porch, to the side of the house where the bushes encumbered beneath the window. Bubba and Nubbins emerge from the door moments later once it had opened. You see from the bushes as the two enter the white pickup truck's back bay, with Sissy trailing behind them and moving toward the passenger-side door. Johnny is furiously flailing his arms behind Drayton as the older man stumbles out of the house.

When Johnny came closer, Drayton spun around and pointed a finger in his face as the younger man's brows furrowed. “She’s makin’ ya’ weak boy. Weak! And if I have ta’ tell ya’ ta’ leave ‘er alone again-!”

“What are ya’ so afraid of ol’ man?” The man’s eyelids lower in suspicion. “I don’t have ta’ explain anythin’ ta’ anybody, and I ain’t gonna let ya’ boss me ‘round like a kid.”

“So naive, wait until ya’ mother hears about this,” Cook chuckles, hopping into the truck. “Ya’ care ‘bout ‘er more than ya’ care ‘bout yer own family. I’ve said it once and I’ll say it again, once she realizes what you are, you’ll treat ‘em like the rest once she tries ta’ leave.” 

As you saw Drayton shut the door to the truck, his remarks caused your stomach to churn, giving you anxiety-filled butterflies. The vehicle had been started, and the engine was roaring as it backed into the driveway. Once it was turned around it drove off, leaving Johnny there speechless and heated as ever. You’ve never seen him so upset, so… filled with anger. He tightened his jaw and balled his fists into the palms of his hands, a vein protruding from the side of his temple. He looked like he could kill someone, right then and there. After a period of silence, he took a long breath in and let it out harshly.

“Yer terrible at hidin’.” 

As Johnny's statement rang across the air, your heart leaped and your eyes widened. Before turning around, he had let out an abrasive huff while his tongue prodded at the insides of his cheeks. “Ya’ can stop hidin’ darlin.” He only moves a few steps before his eyes and boots come to a complete stop on the ground. He was perceptive, and that was well noted. He closed his eyes and ran a hand through his dark hair as his demeanor abruptly changed. “Come oooon, I know yer out here.”

Although you were uneasy, there was no use continuing to hide now that he had exposed you. A few seconds later, you emerged from the bushes, and Johnny's eyes shot open to meet yours. His chocolate brown eyes locked with yours at that very instant, and you could feel the rage and shame simmering behind them. With the broad grin that covered his face, he did a great job of hiding it. 

“How did you know I was here?” You asked, making him shrug his shoulders. “Could see yer footprints. They moved that way unlike the others,” His fingers pointed down to the ground, making you smirk and shake your head slightly. “Didn’t think ya’d be ‘ere so soon. Hell, thought ya’d go on and ditch me again~.” 

“Well… I uh, was thinking about it. After hearing all that.”

The smile on Johnny’s face faded as quick as it came, tilting his head slightly with the squint of his eyes. “How much did ya’ ‘ear?” He asked, stuffing his hands in his back pockets.

You fiddled with the fabric of your sundress, debating on whether or not to tell him the truth. You didn’t mean to eavesdrop, it just happened to be a bad time and you didn’t want to get caught knowing they were talking about you. It was reasonable, but then again… maybe it wasn’t such a good idea to lie right in Johnny’s face.

“Enough…” You said, making the man turn his head away. “I know Drayton didn’t like me that much but not as… much as I thought.”

Johnny shook his head, a chuckle coming from his mouth. “Heh, yeah. I got some explainin’ ta’ do don’t I?” The man had lifted his arm, hand gesturing to you as he began to approach. “Walk wit’ me?”

He smiles once again at your head nod when he approaches. He took hold of your shoulders and pulled you along with him as the two of you moved to the side of the house. “So… about that explaining?”

“Yeah yeah, I’m gettin’ to it.” Johnny rolled his eyes playfully, removing his arm from you to run his fingers through his hair again. “So impatient. Next thing I know yer gonna be bossin’ me ‘round!”

“Thought you didn’t like being told what to do.” You say, his eyes narrowing to stare at you in a playful side eye. 

“I don’t.” His voice cracks with excitement, making you giggle in response. 

Both of you had stopped, and Johnny had positioned himself on a car's damaged hood. He had rested against it, his arms crossed, and his head tilted to the side. The male had observed as your eyes silently absorbed the magnificence of the meadows. You were patiently waiting for him to resume speaking, but the breathtaking scenery fully captured your attention. The scene of the sunflowers gently colored by the sun's rays as they sway side to side in the wind. The man behind you, who had hummed at the sight, was the only one who managed to divert your attention away from the view.

Your head turns, staring Johnny with his half lidded eyes. “I should’ve brought my camera.” 

“Why didn’t you?”

“Forgot. I was so busy getting ready that I left it on my dresser.” You had fumbled through your bag in your hip, looking into it for something. 

“Got all dolled up just fa’ me? Ya’ shouldn’t have~.” Johnny was… staring a lot, and it was awfully distracting. You don’t even remember what it was that you were looking for. 

“Oh shut up.” You say, putting your bag away to your hip. “Come up with that explanation yet?”

Johnny sighed and rubbed the side of his stubbled cheek as another smile appeared on his face. “What do ya’ wanna know?”

There were many things you wished to know. Why Drayton didn't like you, whether his family disapproved of you, whether he is seeing someone else, and whatever part of him the older man was referring to. There was just a lot on the table, and you didn't have much time to gather everything from him given how soon the sun would set. “Has Drayton always had something against me?”

“Doesn’t like any girl I bring home,” Johnny explained. “Says it’s a distraction. Don’t know what the problem is when I can handle myself.” 

“Maybe he’s just worried about you?”

“Should worry ‘bout his damn self.” Johnny rolled his eyes at that.

“Okay,” You walk over to him and hop onto the hood of the car to take a seat. “Does the rest of your family… not like me?”

Johnny didn’t say anything for a moment, averting his eyes away from you as he thought about it. The man looked up at the sky, nodding his head slightly. “I… don’t really know.” He finally responded. “Sissy has her suspicions. Nubbins doesn’t really care, I know big boy likes ya’ a lot.” 

“Who Bubba?” 

“Yeaaah,” His grin starts to appear again. “He’s like a kid, likes it when ya’ spend time with ‘im. Yer much nicer than the rest of us.” 

Well that was good to know at least. You smile at that, nodding your head to the thought. “I’m glad that he likes it when I’m around. He’s like a puppy, so energetic when he’s happy. Speaking of-“

“Oh god,” Johnny sighs out loudly. “Don’t— Don’t listen to anythin’ he said beginnin’ with that!” 

“So you follow me?”

“Jesus Christ,” Johnny groans out loud, shaking his head. “I don’t follow ya’!”

“What about the skatin’ rink?” 

“That was one time!” Johnny lifted his arms up as he exaggerated his lies. “That’s cause I wanted ta’ know what ya’s been doin’.”

“I mean you did break into my house,” You teased, making him huff in irritation. “Do you usually just go into places whenever you feel like it?”

The man cracked a bit, chuckling before shaking his head at you. “Breakin’ inta’ houses ain’t my usual thing. I like bein’ more… direct. If that’s whatcha call it.” Johnny shook his shoulders at the thoughts, giving the question more attention than he probably intended. “Maybe… I’ve seen ya’ a couple times in town.” 

“Sneaky thing aren’t you~.”

“Indeed I am~,” He realized right away that you were making fun of him. After pushing himself off the hood, the man reached into his pocket and pulled out a pack of crumpled smokes. 

“You’re not gonna smoke are you?” You ask with your eyebrows raised. “Those are bad y’know.”

“So nosey,” Johnny pulls out a cigarette and stuffs it into the side of his mouth. “Yer stressin’ me out with all these questions.”

“I can ask more.”

“Shut up.”

His grin seemed to morph into a naughty one when you were about to speak back to him. The chuckle that rumbled in his throat caused him to avert his eyes. He was aware of what you were about to say, and unlike yesterday, you were all by yourself with him. He smirked triumphantly and drew the lighter from his other pocket as you forced your mouth shut. However, you got an idea and got up off the car hood. You approach Johnny and snatch the cigarette out of his mouth. His expression was priceless and made you laugh out loud. 

“Uhm…hey?” He says reaching for the cigarette before you pull it back. He licks his lips with a sly grin, nodding his head. “Ohhh, okay. So that’s what we’re doin’ hm?”

“Maybe,” You reply. “Yer funny, now give it back before I take it.”

You stood there idly, not listening to a single word Johnny said. Johnny had taken that moment of silence to look over you, before his hand rushed to grab yours. It caught you off guard, your wrist with the cigarette being taken as he pulled you towards him. The front of your body collides with his, a small grunt coming from you. Looking up at the man your eyes widen. Cheeks flushed, you feel his other hand snake around your lower back to keep you there. Oh dear… what did you just get yourself into? “Tsk tsk. Yer playin’ a dangerous game here sweetheart.” Every word in Johnny's voice is dripping with seduction, like a warning sign. “If that’s whatcha wanna do, I’m all up fa’ the challenge~.” Johnny takes the cigarette from your hand and sticks it back in his mouth. What an absolute tease. The way your body effortlessly melted into him gave the man the confidence that he could get away with it. “What~? Wish I did somethin’ else wit’ ma’ mouth?” 

“If you wanted to, I’m sure you would have.” You say narrowing your eyes. 

“Oh really?” Johnny says, his hand behind your back moving to place itself on your abdomen. He moved you backwards, your hands coming in contact with the hood of the vehicle you sat on earlier. “What makes ya’ think I won’t?”

“I don’t know, maybe you do it to all your other little girlfriends.”

Your statement made Johnny laugh, having to take the smoke out of his mouth before it fell out. “Awww ya’ heard that too? Jealous~?” He made your lips purse, your eyes moving away to the side of you. “I’ll amuse ya’, so how ‘bout this. Yer the only one I’ve been talkin’ to fa’ a while.”

You look back up at Johnny, who had stuffed the cigarette back in its little box. “So amused,” You roll your eyes, trying to remove yourself away from Johnny but all he did was stand in your way. He was so close to you, that he practically had you pinned against the car and him. 

“Lookin’ a lil’ sour there honey.” He teased, the cigarette box being placed back in his pocket. “Still jealous~?”

“N-No…” You stammered, swallowing thickly when you tried to look away.

Johnny chuckles as he detects your lies. He was making you so anxious and driving you mad by imagining the other women he's seen. He was undeniably so close to your body that you would bump into him if you even attempted to move. His hands, which were still protected by his grime-stained gloves, advanced to your waist. When his face got close to yours, it made you hold your breath and your heart race.

“Can’t fool me darlin’, yer a terrible liar too.” His nose brushes against yours before he pulls his head back again. “I promise~, yer the only one I got eyes on.” Before you feel them move to your hips, the hold on your waist becomes tighter. You were raised back onto the car's hood a short while later. Johnny reached out and traced his fingertips along your exposed thighs without pausing. “Yer the only one I want.”

Once more, his face approaches yours, but this time he maintains his distance. The once-orange sky was beginning to turn dark, misty blue as the sun dropped below the horizon in the distance. The view in front of you now... drew you in more than ever, and you were unable to take your eyes off of him. Your head subconsciously turned in his direction as quiet breaths filled the chilly air in the silence. 

“I want you too…” You say quietly, making the man in front of you grin.

“Hm?” He hums, moving himself in between your legs. “Ya’ want me?”

The man takes one moment to remove his gloves while you nod your head. He places them beside you, grabs your legs, hooks them around his waist, then grabs your hips. 

“All of me?” 

Your hands that had been resting on the hood, came and cupped the sides of his cheeks. “Yes,” You reply. “I want all of you, Johnny.” 

“Ya’ sure?” The male wasn’t hesitant, he just knew what both of you were going to get into. You knew this yourself, and you nodded once more. “Good, cause I’mma keep ya’ aaaaall to myself~.” 

The man's lips had touched yours at that point. Your entire body experienced waves of arousal as well as butterflies throughout your stomach. His touch was felt, and the satisfaction from his lips lingered on your own. It appeared as though he was directing you through every step due to the way they moved so perfectly alongside yours. He tasted metallic and minty, with a hint of tobacco. 

He pulled back from the kiss as his bare hands took hold of the hem of your sundress and raised it just a bit. As he moved from your earlobe to the side of your neck, his lips made contact with your jaw. You start to gasp softly as Johnny grazes your neck with his teeth and nibbles on your tender flesh. He leaned down to your collarbone and softly sucked on the skin there, creating a small hickey in the process. A reminder of what was his.

“Drivin’ me crazy sweet pea,” He mumbled in the crook of your neck, his calloused hands massaging the top of your thighs. The more he dragged on his throbbing need for you, the more vigorously he kneaded them. “Might not be able ta’ hol’ back much longer.”

Your legs are still around Johnny's waist as he pulls away from you, but you move your eyes. They proceeded on to the growth that pressed up against his jeans and the obvious indent of his own erection in a sizable tent. You shiver at the sight.

“Gettin’ cold?” He asks, the man lifting you from the car hood.

“A little,” You half admit, your hands hanging onto his shoulders. “Didn’t think you’d care much.”

Johnny chuckles as he lowers you and unlocks the car door. The man poked his head inside and looked around as it rustled. The back window and the opposite side of the car were covered in sunflowers, and the only damage it appeared to have was a couple rips in the back seats. He moves and motions for you to enter with his hand. A hefty slap on the ass greets you as you crawl inside after taking the bag off your shoulder and throwing it within. You yelp as you turn to face Johnny, who dove with a grin on his face. 

Before climbing on top of you, he crept into the car and shut the door behind him. The man lowered his head back to your face as your back pressed up against the seat cushions and your head leaned forward. “I’ll warm ya’ up real good baby girl,” He adds as he presses his hands firmly on your lovely outfit. He raises it, revealing your (color) underwear, and wraps his fingers around them. 

Once he begins pushing the thin cloth up to your thighs, his lips come into touch with yours. As it slides down your ankles, he grabs them, taking them off your legs. He hums and pulls away from the kiss as you move your dress subtly with your hands to cover any views he might have.

“Hidin’ from me?” Your head slams against the seat as his enormous hand grabs both of your wrists and moves you lower with his other hand. He raises the clothing up to reveal you while pinning your arms above your head. As a result of Johnny's position, your legs were unable to even close completely, so he only huffed amusedly as you attempted. “Be a good girl and I might be gentle.” 

“You better be gentle,” You blurt out loud, earning a hefty laugh from Johnny.

“Riiiight, forget yer still a virgin~.” He sees you pucker your lips, Johnny taking the opportunity to peck them, making you groan. “Take this off will ya’? I wanna see everythin’.”

As you sit up to remove your sundress, Johnny draws back as you blink at him before nodding. You slipped your flats to the ground, nervously staring at Johnny as your sundress joined the pair of shoes. He had taken off his torn-up, black muscle shirt as you were doing this. The muscles you previously noticed were considerably more impressive up close. The scars, the little chest hair, and the flexed appearance of his arms. God, just looking at him made your pussy throb.

With such precision, he swiftly tossed his belt on the ground. Johnny’s boots were kicked off soon after, his jeans going down his legs and off his ankles. “God… jus’ look at ya’…” The man was in awe, his cock so strained that the boxers it held were pleading for release. He spread your legs open, looking down at you as he took in every inch of your body with his eyes. 

Johnny gives you another kiss, this time with his lips flowing against yours and his hands encircling you. He releases the clip from your bra, allowing it to fall as you adjust it to the side. The man was gentle, even attentive. His fingers stroked over you as if you were a work of art. A canvas that he was so tempted to ruin yet was too delicate to damage.

“Mmhn… I want you… Johnny…” Your words were said between kisses, the ones that got more rough with every passing moment.

Johnny pulls back, his pants evident while his lust for you grew immensely. “Yeah?” His voice is low, deep with pure emotion. 

You can feel his fingers rubbing against the slit in your pussy at that very instant. They have an unfamiliar, somewhat unusual feel about it that makes you flinch with curiosity. Before shutting, your eyes lock onto his, and as he rubs his thumb on your clit, you let out a gasp. Oh he knew what he was doing. This wasn’t his first rodeo. 

His eyes dart between you and your aching cunt as the pad of his thumb experimentally strokes your clit. You covered your face in embarrassment at the quiet grunts and tiny moans you let out. But Johnny appeared to enjoy it. How your confidence and shyness seem to win his favor equally. The unintentional bucking of your hips to increase your pleasure. 

“So wet fa’ me darlin’~,” Johnny purrs, his hand adjusting itself. “I could jus’…”

“Ahh~!”

With his words, Johnny’s finger enters your pussy. Your back begins to sag, and you whimper. The man does this while touching your breasts with his free hand and kissing them. You felt dizzy with excitement as he pinched your nipples and took them between his teeth. Your body burned at his touch and you wanted more. 

Your body tensed and jerked in response to the excitement that shot through your abdomen, his finger began curling in the most sensitive parts. Johnny was relentless, making sure that none of his actions left you even the tiniest bit untouched. That was until he slipped in another into your tight hole. This time it felt uncomfortable, and you expressed that feeling too.

“E-Eh… it hurts…” You whine softly, your hands gripping on Johnny’s biceps.

“I know baby,” He says, sending a kiss to your jaw. “Need ta’ stretch ya’ out fa’ me.”

You were speechless when you considered that Johnny was bigger than his fingers. Your hand, let alone your fingers, were much smaller than his. The discomfort you are experiencing right now undoubtedly pales in comparison to what you saw—er, see—in his boxers. He appeared to be on the larger side. Jesus…

Your face twitches as you notice him starting to up his pace. As his motions intensify, the buildup in your abdomen begins to expand and keeps growing. He was skilled with his hands, and within minutes you were on the verge of bursting. As your pussy throbs on his digits, the space between your walls gets smaller as he stares at you with half-lidded eyes. He hums as a result of your hold on his biceps, which also serves as a visual cue that you are close.

“J-John-ny… ah~ s-slow down…” You whine out, your words not phasing him in the slightest. The discomfort had faded to pleasure, your head hitting the window as your legs started to shake.

Curling his fingers he presses against your g-spot, making you squeal. He was merciless, fucking you with his fingers alone made you dizzy. “Thought about this all fucking day,” He growls, his voice cracking with lust. “Always on ma’ damn mind… fuck~, wanna make ya’ cum darlin’.”

“I… wanna cum.” 

Johnny looks at you with a grin, his head tilting. “Ya’ wanna cum fa’ me baby?”

He nods slightly in response to your head nod. The man had corrected himself, lowering his body and bringing his face to your pussy. You tighten up as a new feeling begins abruptly, your eyes widening. Johnny places his tongue on the swollen bud of your genitalia, the muscle twitching as he started lapping at it. While his fingers occupy the space within, he suctions and pleases you with his lips. The sensation of lowering your hands and grabbing Johnny's hair in your fingers was irresistible. 

“Mmhn~! Johnny… fuck! J-Johnny ple-ase!” 

Johnny had been humming along to your moans as they reverberated around the vehicle. Your stomach's coil finally burst, your eyes clamped shut, and your back arched in ecstasy. As he holds you down, Johnny pulls his fingers out of your cunt and grabs your hips with both of his hands. Your climax is coursing through your body as he continues to devour your pussy. His hair was being held in place by your hands so tightly that you worried you may rip it out. Your thighs were gripping the sides of his head as if you were going to break his skull.

“N-No! Waitwaitwait– Johnny!!”

As his mouth violently began sucking on your clit, you begged him to stop. The man, however, remained still, and you then experienced a new feeling. Your cunt gushes, Johnny groaning before quickly removing his face away from your sensitive core. Your grip on his dark hair, which had been locked in your fingers, loosened as you panted. His hands holding onto your hips relaxed while he chuckled. The man licked his lips and then ran his tongue against his teeth as he raised himself to his knees, which kept him on the seat's cushions. You stare at him in the hot atmosphere of a cool night. His chin down to his chest was slickly covered in your juices, he wore it like a medal as it glistened on his skin. A giggle escaped his thin lips as he raised his hand to wipe his face. “Did I just–”

“Squirt all over me? Yes, yes you did~.”

You blushed madly, setting a hand over your mouth and looking away from him. “I… didn’t know I could do that.”

Johnny grinned, “These hands work wonders darlin’.” He ran his hand over your pussy again before patting it, making you jolt at his soft motions.

“Eh– Ah! H-Hey! I’m still sensitive...” You whined.

“Oh I know,” Johnny said, pulling the hem of his boxers down. His cock emerged from that piece of clothing after it had fallen. Although the image had your mouth watering, you were uneasy about having that inside of you. “Bein’ sensitive is the bes’ part. Yer gonna be screamin’ ma’ name as I fuck ya’ senseless~.” You gasp when Johnny moves in between your legs, pulling them apart as he grips his twitching cock. He pumps it slowly, taking a moment to coat your juices on his hard length. Moments later, he lines himself up with your hole, running the loose strands of his now messy hair back.

“You don’t need me to do anything? I mean– I can… you know…” You tried to find the right words, but feeling the head of his cock press against you distracted your thoughts. “Nah, we’ll get ta’ that some otha’ time.” He says, leaning down to you. “I jus’ wanna be inside ya’~.”

His lips make contact with yours, and the sudden penetration makes you tense up immediately. You try to release, but the more he pushes the more pain surged through your lower body. When he pulls back from you, he stares into your eyes, a sudden wickedness appearing in his own. All of a sudden he bucks his hips forward, his mouth opening agape when his full length is inside of you. You whimper out in pain and pleasure. You felt so full that your walls could only squeeze around him, and so sensitive that a simple adjustment made you groan with pleasure. “A… warning would’ve been nice.” You glare at him, the man taking your body and pulling you back down to lay on the cushions. “Oops~.” He purrs, a small moan coming from his throat. Johnny takes your legs and wraps them around his waist again. “Want me ta’ go slow?”

“So considerate,” You say, watching as the man comes down to you. 

“I wouldn’t be so sure.” 

The man pulls his hips back before slamming back into you, your eyes widening at the feeling. A shocked gasp wakens the night, and Johnny continues to fuck you like the man he is. Hard, deep, thrusts that send your toes curling, and your hands to dig into his back that you held onto for dear life. The jolts of pure pleasure send you into a state of ecstasy, your mouth sending out nothing but pure, uncontrollable moans. 

“God baby— fuck~! Yer clampin’ on me— shit— uh~.” Johnny moans at you, his eyes watching every single detail of how your body craves him. “All mine… all fuckin’ mine— god!”

His head dips to your neck, placing firm kisses as his hand grip the sides of your ass. He lifts you up slightly, his cock beginning to drill into your tight pussy. 

“AHH~!! Ohmygodohmygod~!!” Your voice sounded so beautiful, getting louder every moment he bucked his hips into you. 

Johnny mutters under his breath, stopping and pulling his cock out from you. “Turn around baby,” He motions, watching as you quickly get on your hands and knees. You wiggle your ass, making him tap one of the cheeks teasingly. “Fuckin’ tease.” 

“Your the one who stopped when it was getting good.” You roll your eyes.

He scoffed, slapping your ass in which made you jump. “Ass up ya’ little shit.”

You smile, arching your back as he positions himself against you once more. While Johnny stuffs his cock back inside of you, you chuckle as you feel both of his hands on your ass. Oh, if he wasn't ramming into you before, he sure was doing it now. This position made things a lot easier for him to access. In the deepest places, most sensitive areas, as soon as he hit that sweet spot that’s all he ever did. 

“Tryna get away~?” He grips your hips as you try to pull yourself away, pulling you back on his cock. You squeal, your head shoving itself down in the cushion of the seat while your legs shake tremendously. “Ahhh~ fuck yer tightenin’.”

“Feels s’ good— ah— fuckfuck mmhn~!” 

“Say it again,” Johnny bends down slightly to take your neck into his hand. “Fuckin’ say it again!”

Tears brim in your eyes as his thrusts make your stomach clench, your eyes practically rolling back into your skull. “It feels good!! AHH~!! You feel so good Johnny!!”

“That’s right love, take it~ Take it~!”

Your orgasm hits you like a freight train as your body trembles. As Johnny continues to abuse your g-spot, you scream, your delightful climax intensifying to the point where tears are streaming down your face. As the man squeezed your neck, the shortage of oxygen caused you to start seeing stars as you gushed once more on him. Your voice breaks when he lets go of you, and your head is fuzzy as he fucks you for the remainder of your climax. 

His low murmurs and grunts escalate to become louder growls and moans. He gave you a hard slap on the ass and grasped it tightly. Both cheeks took turns getting reddened handprints. The man's thrusts were more eager, and he was grinning broadly. 

“I fuckin’ needed this— uh~ fuck I needed you~ Doin— mhm~ this ta’ me~…” Johnny threw his head back, taking in his own pleasure. The man was close to cumming, his thrusts starting to become sloppier than they were before. “I’m so close… Y/n, say my name.”

“Johnny…“ Your brain was mush, barely being able to comprehend what you had heard.

He slaps your ass, hard, making you yelp in surprise. “Louder~.”

“Johnny!” You moan louder.

Another firm slap, making you whimper out. “Scream my fuckin’ name~!” He positions himself, his cock pulling out to the tip before thrusting back in. 

“AH~! Johnny— FUCK~!” You scream out, the continuous jerk of his hips driving you wild. “Johnnyjohnnyjohnny— ohh my— MMHN~! JOHNNYYY~!!!”

“That’s… fuckin’… ohh~ fuck~  ha— ah ahhhh~.” 

Johnny stops moving and embraces your cunt with his pulsing cock. His hot cum shoots ribbons into your pussy, coating the walls of your womb with his thick sperm. His pants were just as heavy as yours, and the air in the car smelled strongly of sex. Your head turns to look back at him only to realize he had leaned down, his hand rubbing the small of your back as he huffed. Both of you stayed silent for a while, admiring each other, which was a little different for Johnny.

“You okay?” He asks breaking the airs silence, making you smile again.

“Yeah… just really hot.”

Johnny grinned and drew his cock away from you. Both of you sigh as the feeling suddenly slips away. He settles down and observes while you prepare to follow suit. When he notices you struggling, he smiles before grabbing your arm and bringing you near to him. “C’mere.” 

You move over to him, the side of your body pressing against his. Your entire body relaxes in his arm as your head lays against him, his body radiating a warm but comforting heat. Being around him made you feel safe… oddly enough. Though god, did your lower body throb like a mother fucker.

“Still gonna go with pretty boy on Friday?” His question lingered in the air for a few seconds before you turned your head to look at him. 

“I already canceled that,” You say, shrugging your shoulders. “I have plans.”

“So you do hm?” He says with a smirk. “And what are your plans?”

Johnny understood what you meant after only seeing you grin. He gave you one back, truly pleased with your choice. His expression caused your heart to melt. He knew he had you, he claimed you as his before you even knew it. Can he… really say that this is love? Is this how it actually felt? Like the others, you were drawn in, but there was something special about it. You were the one person he really desired and cared about. The mark of his prey had been on you, his print now painted red on your body. His little red stained sunflower. 

His, and his only.

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Red Stained Sunflower Pt.2

Fandom: The Texas Chainsaw Massacre Game

Pairing: Johnny Slaughter x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Use of Pet Names, Suggestive Nsfw content, Mentions of Kidnapping, Obsessive/Clingy Johnny, Jealous Johnny, Small mention of murder

Requested?: Yee

Overview: Looks like you bailed on the little invitation Johnny had asked of you. It wasn’t because you didn’t want to, you actually got quite intimidated. Though that doesn’t stop him from seeking you out and making his intentions clear

A/n: So many of you wanted this to be a series, so here it is!! This is part 2 of 3!

Please comment if you would like to be tagged for part three!!! Enjoy!

Minors DNI!!!!

Part 1 - Red Stained Sunflower

“Hey Daddy?” You asked your father with the turn of your head. “How long are we gonna be in town for?”

He took a quick glance over to you before shrugging, “Oh maybe an hour or two. Just meeting with some old friends.”

You nodded your head and moved to look out the window. “I was talking to Maria on the telephone, she wanted to see if I could stop by the roller rink.” You replied to his comment. “Hope you don’t mind if I take a little detour.”

You were supposed to accompany Johnny out to the fields last night, but you decided to remain home instead. Now you were making arrangements with friends as though you weren't worried about the entire situation. You felt terrible, but you also couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by the circumstances. Yes, Johnny was appealing, and his words would make you want to explode. But LORD! Johnny Slaughter was intimidating.

Your only concern on the trip into town with your father was the fact that you had essentially abandoned one of the Slaughter Brothers. How were you going to justify your absence because you were anxious? Private moments with him... Ugh!! You weren't sure how you would be able to face him after abandoning him in that way. Like, seriously. How were you going to explain to a man like him that the reason you didn't appear was because you're a virgin…?

Your heart was racing when you arrived to the roller rink. Even though you were still troubled by thoughts of Johnny, seeing the group at the rink's entrance helped you feel less concerned. Even if you weren't close to them, you had Maria there to keep you company, so it was well worth it to slip away from your father and his group of friends to spend time with your own. You immediately identified their faces. Connie, Julie, and Ana were all grinning and laughing as Leland and Sonny stood to the side. When Maria's eyes finally found you after searching, they completely lit up.

“Hey! Y/n over here!!” Her delighted voice echoed from across the street.

As you approach everyone, you wave and smile. They all appeared to be happy to see you, which gave you a strange feeling. Can't hold yourself to blame, though; you haven't been able to leave the house much because you've been so cooped up inside helping your father with his work.

“Hey guys!” You say, greeting them happily.

“Y/n! I’m so glad you could make it!” Maria gave you a nice warm hug in return. “You remember Ana don’t you? We brought a couple friends along if you don’t mind!”

“Oh no of course not! It’ll be fun!” You shrug your shoulders, waving your arm to brush off any doubt about more people. “Let’s go inside, yeah?”

Some of the group had their own skates, while others had to rent them when they entered the rink. Since you didn’t own any skates, you obtained a pair that fit you and sat down. Though you found yourself stuck tying and untying your shoelaces. Simply said, they weren't secure enough, and you didn't intend to break an ankle today. Before you notice someone roll over, you sigh and wipe your sweaty palms on your jeans.

“Need some help?”

In his sky blue shirt and navy blue jeans, which were fastened by a brown belt, Leland stood in front of you. The skates he had rented took the place of his shoes, and he was able to move around in them with ease. He was on the wrestling team in high school, and you somewhat recognized him from there. He also hung around with this little group of people. He was really kind to say the least, tall, strong, and fairly attractive for a young man his age.

Your eyes look up at the man who you nodded at with a smile. “Please, I’m having trouble tying them tight enough.”

The Texan smirks and bends down, taking one of your feet and pulling at the strings. “Let me know if it’s too tight, okay?” You nodded once more at his voice as he started tying your skates. Before moving on to the next, he questioned as to whether or not they felt snug enough for you. You felt good about it, and he was very considerate in making the gesture. “Alright, how do they feel?” He asked standing up.

As you rise up, you circle your feet before nodding your head in appreciation. “Perfect. Better than I could ever do. Thank you, Leland.”

His eyes squint when he gives a genuine smile, a gesture to your thankful remark. “Anytime. Say, I don’t see ya’ around here often. Do ya’… know how to skate?”

Oh dear God, you can't recall the last time you entered that rink. You probably haven't done it in months, and you weren't doing it frequently to begin with. You chuckle nervously while rubbing your hands together behind your back. “Uh… kinda? It’s been a while.” You admit to him. “I’m not the best skater but it’ll come back! I just get nervous when other people go fast past me.”

Just standing there made your legs feel like jello. You tried to move closer to Leland but all you did was sway back and forth. He chuckled at this, the male moving forward to grab your shoulders and prevent you from toppling. “I can teach ya’, practice makes perfect.”

“Says the one who was in the wrestling team.” You roll your eyes at him, making the man laugh in response. “I’d be on the ground more times than you’d like.”

“Hey! I’m a good teacher! We can go nice and slow at first, and you’ll still have a great time… in the rink, I mean. That sounded so weird…”

You giggled at his words, making his cheeks dust a soft pink. He was such a dork… cute.

“Come on guys! We’ve been waiting!” Exclaims Julie from the rink, making you and Leland look over.

“We’re coming,” You said, shifting past Leland with your wobbly legs as you made your way over. “I’m trying not to die. You guys are much more experienced at this.”

You almost went over with just one foot on that surface, but once you were stable, everything was good. Leland swiftly followed after you as you joined the others with a sigh of relief. Getting acclimated to the people and the surroundings took some time. You were still unable to go as quickly as Julie or Maria, who frequently sped by you.

“I’m gonna go around a couple times. Think you can handle it on ya’ own?” Leland asks, that genuine smile making you give one in return.

“For now. Go ahead, I’ll catch up eventually.”

After hearing your response, he quickly speeds away while teasing Maria and Julie about catching up. You chuckle, enjoying how this afternoon will play out. It was lovely to see everyone enjoying themselves. Being outside of the house felt wonderful. The gang laughed and joked as they skated around the rink. Leland was always there to catch you even if you were a little awkward and nearly fell a few times. He gave you a comforting smile as you both laughed despite how embarrassing it was. The group stopped to acquire some food after some time spent skating. Even though your heart was still beating from all the excitement, you were happy that you and your friends were having such a good time.

After a few hours, everyone departed the rink exhausted but content. You said your goodbyes and thanked them for an amazing time. You were relieved that you had chosen to go out with them as opposed to staying home or being barraged by your father’s older friends who wanted to talk to you.

“Hey Y/n,” Leland had said, catching you before you left. “I was wondering, I usually come around here at this time of day. Did you… wanna skate with me next week?”

You thought about it, and it didn’t hurt to meet some new people around. Even though he was closer with Maria, maybe a new group of people would be nice to hang around with. “Sure. Are you busy next Friday?”

“Great! Uhm… No, that should be fine. I’ll see ya’ then?”

You nodded your head, grinning as you left, feeling satisfied with the events of the day as you made your way back to meet with your father.

——

After a long, productive day, you were just finishing your shower at home. You check that your hair isn't excessively dripping before stepping out of the restroom while you're wrapped in a towel. No one was awake to bother you this late in the evening since your father was asleep. Your room was upstairs, turning left down the hall and another left past the bathroom across from it. Your father was immediately up the stairs to the right of the hall in his own room.

You entered your room and turned to lock the door behind you before turning on the lights. Despite the events earlier, your mind still wandered to Johnny. Johnny, Johnny, Johnny. Once more, you were unable to remove him from your head. Another day without communication meant that you would have to make an effort to avoid having to give an explanation. You sigh and close your eyes before turning to head for your dresser. In spite of this, as soon as you open them, you jump and cover your mouth to stifle the surprised sound that escapes from you.

“Johnny!” Looking at the man who was idly sitting on your bed fiddling with his hair, you blurted out. Your heart was pounding furiously. What the hell was he doing here? How did he get in here? What is he doing here??? He just sat in the dark, waiting for you to come in like… like a weirdo!! “The fuck are you doing? Why are you in my room?!”

His clothing caught your attention because it was a little different from what he typically wore. He appeared to have just taken a shower because his hair was moist and combed back. His navy blue jeans were fastened to his hips by a brown belt, and his dark gray long sleeve shirt was rolled to the dips of his arms just above his elbows. He wore his worn-out boots, without gloves to protect his calloused hands, and grinned endlessly.

“Should really keep that back window locked. So much easier than havin’ ta’ lock pick my way in at night.” He spoke quietly, as if he knew your father was in the room next to him. Low, as if he knew what trouble sneaking in here could get him into. “Ya’ don’t look happy ta’ see me sweetpea. Did I do something~?”

“Well for one, you’re in my room… uninvited.” You drew closer to the man who was lounging on your bed, your brows furrowed at him, your nose flared. “And I’m in a towel…naked! What if I started changing because I didn’t know you were here??”

Your face instantly turned red as his smile grew larger. He wasn't even required to respond to the question. You snort before turning around and returning to your door to lock it. The worst-case scenario would be your father interrupting you two. Yes, you were a grown woman, but technically speaking, sneaking someone into the house would not look so inviting. Especially if it was the Slaughter boy.

“Jesus… just— why are you here?” You ask, turning back to the man who you didn’t realize stood in those moments you were turned around. He appeared... distracted. It seemed as though he was thinking about or bothered by something.

“Oh me? I jus’ wanted ta’ see ya’!” He said with the slight wave of his hands. “I wanted ta’ know whatchu were doin’, cause… obviously, it wasn’t me.”

“Yeah about that…” You trailed off, looking at the floor for a moment. It was… a nice floor. Maybe staring at it would help you think about how to tell him without feeling like a total idiot. “I just got… a little nervous.”

You looked up at the man as he surprised you with a chuckle. His facial expressions were unpredictable. He appears disturbed one second, then happy the next. Even just looking at him made you feel conflicted. Your hands were holding onto the towel that was about to fall down your body as he started to approach you. “Nervous hm? About what?”

You sighed as you cast a glimpse his way and fiddled with the towel covering your body. “I don’t know how to explain…”

“Come on now, ya’ don’t have ta’ be scared ‘round me,” Johnny gave reassurance while smiling oddly relaxed. Observing the shit-eating grin that emerged on his face, you gave him a little glare. “Okay maybe a lil’ bit~. But come on, it can’t be that bad!”

He makes you huff and shrug your shoulders in response. Why did talking about this seem so embarrassing? It was Johnny… In any case, he didn't have much to say about it. Right? You grumble, your mouth twitching slightly as your nose flares once more. “I didn’t come because… I was nervous about being a virgin.”

The last few words were mumbled, but it appears like Johnny heard them right away. At that instant, Johnny's lips curled into a wicked grin, which his hand moved to conceal right away. You shivered, a chill running up your spine at the laugh that burst forth from his throat seconds later. “That’s the reason? Cause, nobody’s taken yer lil’ cherry yet~?”

“It’s not funny!” You exclaim slapping his bicep, only to obtain another silly laugh from him. “It’s a sensitive thing! I have a right to be anxious about it!! Especially if… those intentions were indicated.”

“Oh honeybee, ya’ think I’d feel any different?” Johnny said with the shrug of his shoulders. “I mean— I’m a lil’ surprised! A pretty girl like you? I would’ve expected it to be long gone by now.”

“Well it’s not so you can stop teasing me about it,” You pout, crossing your arms with the shake of your head.

At that very time, Johnny was getting closer to you and dipping his head slightly. His eyebrows dropped, his gaze became unreadable, and his hands, which fiddled with his belt, twitched in anticipation as his voice abruptly shifted to a low tone. “How cute, and ta’ think, I’ll be the one takin’ it from ya’~.”

“Eh- You-…” You turned in defeat as the sentence that attempted to form failed miserably. You scowl and head to your dresser to look for something to wear. “God I hate you sometimes. I can just imagine how much it would hurt.”

Johnny smirked as he approached from behind you and gently grabbed your shoulders. “Oh I won’t hurtcha, much.” He replied. “I’ll go nice and slow for ya’ darlin’.”

“I doubt that,” Smiling, you respond before shutting the dresser door and turning to face Johnny. His eagerness was evident from the little shudder of his shoulders as his hands were now in his pockets. “You’re thinking about it too much.”

“Maybe I am~.” He says, slyly smiling while momentarily averting his gaze. “Ya’ know I can’t help myself doll. Even now, just lookin’ at ya’ makes me excited.”

You rolled your eyes after moving around him to your bed, placing your clothes on it with a soft pat. “I’m in a towel with nothing under it, of course you’re excited.” You say sarcastically.

“Well, ya’ did look good earlier today,” Johnny stated, making you freeze in place. He had a menacing smirk on his face when you turned to face him.

“You were in town today?”

“Jus’ happened ta’ be,” Responded Johnny with a shrug. “Saw ya’ walkin’ ta’ that lil’ roller rink on the side of town with ya’ lil’ friends.”

“Yeah, I had planned to go out with them that morning.” You spoke to him, fiddling with the towel.

Johnny moved a few steps closer to you while humming and tilting his head. “Oh I know! Ya’ looked like ya’ had fun, especially with pretty boy touchin’ up all on ya’.”

As much as how he seemed, his vocal tone also appeared to shift. He appeared agitated, as far as you could tell. You didn’t even have to mention Leland, he had been watching you that whole time. The encounters you had with the other young adult in question. He absolutely despised it. Just having the idea of how furious he would have been as Leland assisted you in any way he could. Was he… no, he couldn’t be.

“So, you’re telling me that you followed me and watched me with my friends today?”

The man's mouth twisted in annoyance as he let out a little giggle. “Curiosity got the best o’ me, I will admit.” Johnny said, his half lidded eyes looking away. He clenched his jaw and pursed his lips before turning to face you.

“Well, we’re just friends if that’s what you’re wondering.”

“Sure– I mean, I have no problem with it! I mean if ‘e touches ya’ again,” Johnny lets out a laugh. “He never will, let’s jus’ leave it at that.”

“Oh? Is that so?” You ask with a smirk. “And to think, Johnny Slaughter is jealous of another man.”

“Jealous?! AHA– I’m not jealous!” He makes an effort to justify his obsessive tendencies, but it simply serves to highlight it. His eyes widen, “I jus’ didn’t like how ‘e was feelin’ up on ya’, how’s that bein’ jealous?!”

“You’re getting all defensive.”

“When??”

“Right now?”

“I’m jus’ sayin’ I’m not!”

You couldn't help laughing, which made the man snarl. It was cute how obvious he made it. Observing his vulnerable side manifest itself in this way due to someone else? Johnny's jealousy wasn't anything you anticipated. He was a man who frequently showed little regard for the actions or words of others. However, it was a different story when it came to you. He seems a little uneasy when his family would speak to you. The man appeared to be extremely possessive of anything he so claimed as his.

“Come on now, you don��t have to be scared around me,” You spoke.

Johnny's cheeks had turned a delicate shade of pink. He rolled his eyes at your remark and scoffed while shaking his head. “I ain’t scared sunshine,” He replied with his smile coming back. “If I was, I wouldn’t have snuck into ya’ house.” Your eyes widened in shock as the man grabbed your arm and drew you up against him. “I wouldn’t tell ya’ righ’ now, that yer my girl.”

“You don’t have me just yet.”

“Oh, I don’t?” Johnny lifts your chin and lowers his face to meet yours only a few inches away. “But ya’ want me, no? Jus’ lookin’ at those eyes ya’ want me.” Your eyelids flutter closed as he rubs his nose against yours. He was well aware of the fact that he had you. “I’ll treat ya’ like a princess darlin’, I’ll spoil ya’ so rotten that ya’ can’t get enough of me. Cause I want ya’, I need ya’.”

If this was a way for Johnny to swoon you over, he sure was doing it. However, you were curious to see how much further he would swing. He draws back his head and lets go of your chin as you open your eyes in order to tuck a hair behind your ear.

“You should tell me more.”

“Really?” Johnny says as his brows begin to converge. When he senses your seriousness, he smirks and lets out a tiny chuckle. “I’d kill for ya’, I’d die for ya’, I’m sooo head over heels.”

You smile, shaking your head. “You’re so funny.”

“Amused?” He hums, making you giggle in response. In return, pleased by the remark, Johnny snorts. “Needy lil’ thing aren’t cha’? Makin’ me all soft.”

“I thought you were excited.”

“Cheeky lil’ brat ya’ are darlin’,” Johnny scoffs. “If I wasn’t I wouldn’t be so damn close! Y’know– I wouldn’t be talkin’ fa’ someone who’s so red in the face.”

“You’re just as flustered as me,” You roll your eyes. “You should’ve seen your face when you got all jelly~.”

“Eh– I wasn’t–... sh-shut up.”

“Make me~.”

Johnny's eyes appeared to be playing cat and mouse with you. As if it wasn’t the third or fourth time he licked his lips this evening. His teeth were exposed in a ferocious smile, giving him an almost feral appearance. “Oh I could– but actually, it probably wouldn’t shut ya’ up sweetheart.” He takes your hips, making you softly gasp. “You’d be loud– no you’d be screamin’ honey. I’d make sure of that– oh I’d make sure, the only thing on your mind is me~.”

Johnny made a sound of interest as you placed your hands on his chest. The excitement he felt then was much greater. The way his hands drew you in his direction and the way they tightly grabbed your hips caught you off guard. Once more lowering his head, Johnny first brushes his cheek against yours before moving his lips toward your ear. His hands shifted, reaching your waist.

“Is that what ya’ wanted ta’ hear? How I’ll make sure those legs of ya’s are shakin’ when I fuck ya’ good? Hm? How I’ll make ya’ cum, over, and over on my cock? I can only imagine.” Your body tenses up in response to his comments, and he grins as a result. “Feelin’ ya’ squirm under me. That cute lil’ pussy clenchin’ so tight you’ll make my head spin. Ohhh darlin’, I wanna feel ya’ nails diggin’ in my back as I take ya’. Inch. By. Inch~.”

A subtle sound came from you. Considering that it was subconscious, you weren't sure if it was a whimper or a moan. Your thighs drove together as you made an effort to hide the sudden jolts that surged up through your abdomen. He... really did have a way with words.

“Awwwe~. Are ya’ gettin’ excited now?” Johnny had moved his head away from yours, taking one good look at your reddened face. His tongue ran over the top row of his teeth as he took one good look at your body. The rise and fall of your chest, your gaze struggling to meet his, and the mere sight of your thighs clamping together. Heh. How could he not notice? “It looks like ya’ are.”

You were startled, or perhaps more accurately, flustered. In that instant, Johnny made you feel just how you'd imagined when you'd read about getting hot and bothered in books. You were completely in shock as you stared at the man with your mouth open and nothing coming out of it. How could you respond to that? Could you… even respond? Observing his every move while remaining motionless, nothing came out of your lips, not a single word.

“Gotta question for ya’ doll,” He said, glancing at the wall for a moment. “Don’t have ta’ be shy now, I know what ya’ want. How about ya’ come down ta’ the fields like we planned, yeah?”

You swallowed thickly, seeing as he removed himself from you entirely. What a damn tease. “Tomorrow?”

“Preferably,” Responded Johnny. “Or ya’ plans with pretty boy can go bye bye next Friday, and ya’ can spend it with me instead.”

“You're still on that?” You say with a raised brow. “How do you even know we made plans?”

He growled and clicked the roof of his mouth with his tongue, his eyes moving away from you. “I heard ya’.”

“Heard me? Or you were eavesdropping?”

You and Johnny exchanged looks, and that glare gave you all you needed to know. Let’s be real, it’s a little odd knowing that he had been spying on you, but seeing him jealous was like seeing a spoiled little boy now getting what he wanted.

Johnny’s eyes fluttered closed with a sigh, crossing his arms in defeat. “Y’know— you… I— yer really gettin’ on my nerves!”

“Good,” You say with a small smile. “And I’ll think about coming tomorrow.”

“Oh there’s no thinkin’ honeybee,” Johnny said with a mischievous smile. “I’ll make sure yer there, I’ll steal ya’ if I need ta’— hell! If it means I need ta’ kidnap ya’.”

“You wouldn’t do that.”

“Maybe if ya’ wait long enough, you’ll find out~.”

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Red Stained Sunflower

Fandom: The Texas Chainsaw Massacre Game

Pairing: Johnny Slaughter x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Use of Pet Names, suggestive nsfw content, Johnny being “nice”, minor kidnapping mention

Requested?: Nah

Overview: The only car breaks down and your father can’t afford to fix it. He doesn’t have many options, but when you suggest a certain someone to take a look at, he can't help but feel uneasy. Little did you know that decision will lead to a whirlwind of trouble.

A/n: Thinking about making it into a series, so let me know what you guys think! Enjoy!

Your father was very upset this morning, and you couldn’t quite figure out why. He was stomping around the house huffing and puffing, mumbling to himself as you fixed up some breakfast. Up the stairs, down the stairs, back into the work shed. It made you furrow your brows, bewildered by his behavior. You set the table and sat down hoping to find out the cause as he made his way into the room. You haven’t really seen him this irritated in a long time, and he moved around restlessly despite him taking a seat for the first time this morning… still quite agitated.

"The car is acting up again," he complained, shoving a forkful of egg and toast into his mouth.

“Again?” You ask, spreading butter on a piece of warm toast. “Daddy I told you it was bound to break. Why don’t you take it to the shop?”

Your father looked up, annoyed, and shook his head. "It's too expensive," he explained after swallowing a bite. "The fence is falling apart and the shed needs repairs. I can't afford to manage all that work on my own, and it would cost an arm just to get in there."

“You could always have Johnny take a look at it.”

Your suggestion made him pause, his gaze incredulous as you shrugged. "Johnny Slaughter?"

“Yes Daddy, Johnny Slaughter.” You replied.

His eyes dropped into something more serious than before, and you could notice the changes in his facial expressions. If he didn't appear to be worried about it, that is. "What's going on between you and that boy Y/n? People in the community are always talking about that family, you know.” This was his technique of lecturing you, making you look at him with utter boredom. "He and his family are equally dangerous! What happens if the rumors are true?” Indeed. Rumors. The ones where members of the Slaughter family kept individuals in a cellar to later consume them? Or the ones that they were ferocious and would try to eat anyone who approached their house? Yeah, those.

“What if they aren't though?” You retorted while arching your brow. “Given how much time I've spent with Johnny, I figure something would have happened by now.”

"You're still spending time with him?!"

Oops. Yeah, that wasn’t supposed to come out like that. As your father flailed his arms around, you were slumped in your chair, picking at your food. So, as he lectured you about your decisions, you carried on eating your meal silently. He mentioned the potential damage to your reputation and the possible consequences for your family. Although he had legitimate worries, you also knew that he had a history with them, which probably contributed to his strong opinions.

“Relax,” You said, waving a hand. “It’s been a little bit since I’ve seen him anyway. If he really wanted to eat me he probably would’ve come by the house.” Your father gave you a disgusted look, making you smile nervously before setting your fork down on your empty plate. "On a… serious note, just this once," you attempted to negotiate. "Let Johnny take a look at the car; maybe he won't charge much."

“Johnny Slaughter is nothing but trouble.” Your father mumbled.

"You already mentioned that," you retorted, raising your brows. "Daddy it could save us money if we give it a shot." You stood up from your chair taking your dirty dishes and shrugging your shoulders. By the look on his face, you could tell your father was debating long and hard about it.

Letting out a sigh, your father rubbed his temples. He shook his head once more in thought before lightly thumping the table. "Just this one time," he asserted. “I’ll check with them after breakfast.”

“I can always go now while you fix the fence.“

“I don’t want you standing mere feet in front of the Slaughter boy,” Your father said standing with his empty plate in hand.

“You really think he’s gonna do something?” You say, raising a brow at him before transitioning into the kitchen. The long pause caught you off guard, considering that you expected your father to say something snarky or a short insult about Johnny. Though nothing came.

Your father had made his way into the kitchen, dumping his plate into the sink with his utensils. He gave you a firm look, his jaw clenched together tightly. "Check with him after the dishes while I try to fix the fence. If you're not back by lunch, I'm calling the sheriff."

You smiled and nodded while placing your own dishes in the sink. You hadn't seen Johnny in some time, primarily because your father didn't approve. Though he undoubtedly had little choice given the circumstances, you knew he would keep his word.

——

You arrived at the Slaughter House after what seemed like a never-ending trip. Having taken the back way since it was a little faster, it led you to the backyard which seemed for the most part unoccupied. You peered across to check if anyone was working yet as you leaned on the wooden fence. If it wasn’t Johnny it was most certainly Sissy prancing around here, roaming the sunflower fields in her bare feet. You briefly blinked, but you couldn't make out a single individual anywhere. It could have been simpler to go the long way to the front. However, just as you were ready to walk away, Sissy appeared from one of the back sheds. She doesn’t notice you right away, but when she does she approaches the fence, face once stoic turning into something… unusual. Almost like a fake smile, nothing enthusiastic whatsoever.

“Oh that’s who it is,” She said, voice dripping with sarcasm. “Lookin’ for Johnny?”

Your eyes swept the surroundings as you furrowed your brows and nodded. “Uhm yeah… I wanted to talk to him. Is he here?”

“Of course ya’ do,” She said, looking at you up and down. The woman had turned her back to you before calling out his name, walking away completely as she made her way towards the shed she was just in.

Your eyes avert back to the shed, seconds later seeing Johnny peek his head out. Sissy gestures behind her and says something that you couldn’t quite hear, but it prompts Johnny to tuck something away and head over. Never have you seen a man jog so fast in his life.

“Hey sunshine!” As a silly grin developed on his face, his voice resonated in your ears. He walked up to you with his head tilted to the side and his thumbs in his belt loops. “Finally came ta’ see me hm? I thought I’d have to kidnap you from yer old man.”

You smile softly, watching as you take a step away from the fence. “The old man is the reason why I didn’t come.” You spoke to him. “I thought you’d be mad about it.”

“Mad?” Johnny chuckled as he leaned his arms on the fence. “Bein’ honest? I knew ya’d come crawlin’ back, ya’ can’t resist me~.”

You rolled your eyes at him with a smirk, making him cackle in response. Johnny had a tendency to be quite… charming. Flirtatious if you might say. He was a very attractive man and he knew that, with a simple snap of a finger he could probably get a dozen women on their knees. Maybe it was one of the reasons why he would get so many lingering stares when he’s in town. It’s not like you haven’t seen him there getting stuff like tools or groceries. The man could be persuasive as well. If it wasn’t for his good looks and deadly charm, your intentions would probably be… elsewhere.

“I suppose the reason you’re here isn’t jus’ ta’ see me, is it?”

You suddenly look up at Johnny, who is grinning slyly with his thin lips. Before shrugging your shoulders, your nose lets out an amused huff. “You can say that’s part of it,” You reply, making his grin widen. “Though I needed to ask a favor.”

“Anythin’ for you doll,” Johnny said to you. “What is it ya’ need?”

“Well the car is out of commission, not sure why. Was wondering if you could take a look at it?”

Johnny nodded his head and looked over his shoulder, gazing at Sissy who had just walked into the house. “Oh sure, it shouldn't be too hard now should it?” He said looking back at you with a raised brow. “Did ya’ tell yer old man?”

“I made the suggestion.”

“How’d ‘e take it?”

“You know daddy doesn’t like you all that much.”

Your sentence caused Johnny's eyes to flinch suddenly, and his jaw to clench slightly before briefly relaxing. “I could really care less ‘bout what ‘e thinks.” He replied with the small shrug of his shoulders. “But ‘e agreed did ‘e?”

“With a little convincing yes,” You replied with the nod of your head. “I was hoping you could possibly stop by today?”

“I can go righ’ now if ya’ want to.”

“That would be great.”

Johnny nodded his head and pushed himself off the fence. “Alright, I’ll go get the truck. Comin’ inside?”

You shook your head no. You expected yourself to be swarmed with his family. They did ask a lot of questions and you didn’t want to be bombarded to answer. Which honestly made you curious, considering what they ask is quite… strange. “No but thanks, I'll start heading home. I’ll meet you there.”

——

The lemonade you had prepared hadn’t been long. It was sweet, and tasted amazing. You hummed taking a sip from your own cup, setting it down on the counter before pouring another glass. Transitioning to the back door you take a glimpse through the window, which made you stop completely in your tracks.

There he was, the Slaughter boy working on the car out back. His slicked back hair came undone while little strands stuck to his forehead, the one he wiped sweat off from due to the heat from the Texas sun. Gloved hand reaching down to the hem of his shirt, lifting it up to wipe his drenched face. Those muscles, his toned frame as he turned slightly, all so shaped with scars of an unknown origin. It made your face heat up, cheeks dusted with a bright blush that only darkened when you stepped away from the window. Johnny was a fine looking man, and there was no doubt in his mind that you had some hidden feelings for him.

You opened the door to the back porch, a glass of cold lemonade in hand. Your thin flats make way to Johnny, strolling in your shirt and shorts. Jeez it's hot out. The closer you got to Johnny just showed how drenched he was in sweat.

“How’s it going?” You ask, finally approaching Johnny with the glass. “I got you this, you look like you need it.”

Johnny’s brown orbs flicked over to you, his brows raising in an instant. “You’re a sweetheart ya’ know that,” A smile spreads across his cheeks. Taking the glass from you he sighs, putting it up to his lips and taking large gulps from the beverage. You couldn’t help but stare, and when he was done he licked his lips before looking at you. Look at him all smug, the man chuckling as he took the hood of the car and slammed it shut. “Like whatcha see darlin’?”

You pucker your lips and blinked in shame, realizing you had been staring at him intently. Then you grunted and crossed your arms as the person in front of you laughed. Such a confident smile on a man. It surprised you that you didn't seem to care about it as much as you implied. “I’d like to see if the car is fixed,” You replied with the simple roll of your eyes, making Johnny take the keys from his pocket and wave them in your face. With that, you went to grab them but he pulled his hand back.

“I have a question for ya’.” He blurts, the keys still in his possession. “I remember the las’ time ya’ said somethin’— when ya’ came over. ‘Bout the sunflower fields, yeah?”

You blinked at his question, nodding your head in response. “Oh… yeah, I think I remember.” Raising your brows you thought about it for a moment. “I think it was how pretty they looked in the evening. Though I didn’t get to stay for long.”

You recall it clearly leaving at that time. In your short sundress, you stood next to Johnny as he leaned his back against his truck while you spoke. The man had just finished his cigarette, leaving a difficult day at the back of his boot. Before you arrived, the brunette and a member of his family got into an argument. In any case, that is all he told you. You had just mentioned the sunflower fields and how much you cherished the scene each time you visited. How lovely they appeared in the garden in the waning evening light.

During that time you had caught Johnny staring, his brown orbs gazing from where he leaned at on the side of the car. You had made a comment, making him smirk and push himself off the vehicle. “You’ve got some nerve sunshine,” His voice all teasing as he took your wrist. The man had pulled you close to him, the heat from his body signaling your proximity. “We’re all alone out here. If I wanted ta’ ‘stare at you all night’, I know jus’ the way to do it~.”

The reality that was only intensifying your blush had slowly crept back into your thoughts. Johnny had drawn nearer to you, which you suddenly realized. His face was incredibly close to yours—just inches apart. You raised your head to see him as his eyes played with a sly sparkle.

“Thinkin’ ‘bout it too?” His tone of voice was playful. Given that you didn't react, he laughed. “I know ya’ are darlin’, considerin’ I have it on my mind.”

Your breathing quickened, and it seemed as though a simple step or downward lean would practically close the distance between you. You couldn't speak because your stomach was churning with butterflies.

“I almost had ya’, if it wasn’t for Sissy butting into what didn’t concern her.”

Johnny didn’t have to say much to make you feel flustered, let alone so excited by him. His words had made your thighs press together slightly, in an attempt to hide that feeling which pooled in the pit of your abdomen. Oh and did he notice. He was observant to say the least, so of course he noticed the subtle movement of your thighs just clamping together. Pressing together at his words that you knew in some ways were true.

“How cute,” He teased, making your eyes widen slightly. “And ta’ think— you didn’t want me, but look at cha’. Holding those cute little thighs taa’ hide what I do to ya’.”

“No! That’s not true!” You fought with him, taking the keys from his hands while he was so distracted. Johnny chuckled as you moved quickly to the driver’s side door, opening it and hopping in. Putting the key into the ignition, you look over at the man who was gesturing you to roll the window down. With a loud huff you did. Set his arms on the opening of the window, a shit-eating grin appearing on his face. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

“No reason,” He responded. The young man watched as you turned the car on, the engine running to life and your face lighting up in the process. “Good as new. Jus’ a couple loose wires and bolts.”

“You’re a lifesaver,” You thank him, turning the car off. “Now I don’t have to walk miles just for a carton of milk.”

“You’ve been walkin’?”

“It’s been an on and off issue.”

Johnny raised his brows at that, but shrugged his shoulders moments later. “Well if it breaks down again, come by and see me.”

“Why thank you,” You roll your eyes and open the door to the car, making Johnny step away as you pull yourself out. “It’s getting close to lunch time, would you like something to eat while you go home?”

When it was time to close the door, you noticed that Johnny had been creeping up again. When you turned, he was as close as he had been before. It was like a predator stalking his lonesome prey, all alone with nowhere to go. He wrapped his thumbs in his belt loops, eyes glancing at the house before his full attention on you. “Shooin’ me ta’ leave already?” He grinned, making you roll your eyes again.

You cross your arms, this boy had some nerve. Standing so dangerously close and making those remarks. “I was trying to be nice.”

“So sweet,” Sarcasm poured from his lips as a large smile curled. “But sure, as long as it's as sweet as you~.”

“What is that supposed to mean?” You could feel your face start to heat up again, oh did it amuse Johnny. His charm worked without even having to break a sweat.

“Playin’ dumb hm?” He had a cheeky smile on his face. “If ya’ want, I can get inta’ more detail.”

You were hesitant, feeling the raw stare of questioning eyes from afar. The tilt of Johnny’s head fuels your hesitation but only momentarily. “Johnny you shouldn’t be so close,” You say, your eyes wandering to the window who you expected your father to be watching. They widened and went back to Johnny immediately. “Daddy’s watching us.”

Johnny’s eyebrows come close together, making the bridge of his nose scrunch light folds. “And?” His voice lowers an octave, eyelids lowering to a half lidded stare. “Could stare all ‘e wants.” His eyes lower into a half lidded stare, his smile fading away. He looked… dangerous. “Ya’ liked those sunflower fields huh? Why don’t cha’ come by this evenin’ after eatin’?”

“You know I can’t do that…”

A hint of disappointment sparkled in Johnny’s eyes. “Why not?” His voice sounded almost monotone.

“Because—“

You hear the back porch door open, turning your head to see your father walking out of the house. Johnny took the opportunity to step back from you, moving his way to the front hood of the car. Despite your father’s efforts, he still had a suspicious look on his face. He approached the two of you, his hands once shoved in his pockets now out as he moved around to the side of the car where you were.

“Is she fixed?” He asked, Johnny nodding his head.

“Yessir, jus’ a couple wires and bolts.” The Slaughter boy replied. “Shouldn’t be any issue fer now, but yer more than welcome ta’ stop on by if it happens again.”

Your father nodded, inspecting the vehicle and getting the keys from you. “I’mma take her for a drive, see if she’s running properly. I… appreciate your help… Johnny.”

The grin on his face told you plenty. “Anytime.” Johnny said to your father.

The man who raised you had given you a side eye, taking a sigh before going to the car. He had hopped in and both you and Johnny moved away. “Did you want to come?” He had asked you.

“Oh no, I’ll get dinner ready.” You said waving your hand. “You’re just going to town right? It should be almost done by the time you get here.”

Your father had indicated that it wouldn't be long by nodding. He was aware that leaving you with Johnny could lead to problems, but since you were an adult, he couldn't stop you from doing it. After saying that, he drove off the property while you closed the fence in his absence. You watched as he proceeded down the road until, at last, the car was no longer in view.

“So… about the fields.” You turn to Johnny, who you had heard from behind you with his heavy boots. He’d been smoking a cigarette, the bud stuck in his mouth while his hand shoved something in his back pocket. “You said after supper?”

“Ohhh, are ya’ considerin’?”

“Shut up,” You scoff, crossing your arms and rolling your eyes. “Maybe if you say please… I might consider it.”

“You’re kiddin’?” You smile and shrug your shoulders, making Johnny roll his eyes with the click of his tongue. “Please?”

“You could do better.”

It made him laugh, shaking his head with a malicious smile. He had cleared his throat, leaning in close to you before he purred a low, “Please~?”

It made you blush deeply, before coughing softly to look away. “Okay… you’ve convinced me.” Side eyeing him, you smirk. “Could’ve been better.”

“Cheeky lil’ thing aren’t ya’?” He scoffs. “I’ll see ya’ later then, sweet pea.”

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Tipsy King

Fandom: COD MW2

Pairing: Tipsy!Konig x Fem!Reader

Requested: Yes :)

Warnings: Mentions of alcohol, König is a bit more than tipsy, Soft Smut!, Sub! König, Oral M. Receiving

Overview: At home alone while your husband is out with a group of friends. When he comes home he can’t help but feel a little hungry, but your touch has him craving for something a little more spicy

A/n: One request done! I was on a bit of a hiatus but here y’all go! Request was anonymous through messages, so I hope they like this! Requests are open, and enjoy you guys!

You had just finished putting the containers of prepared food in the fridge, closing it shut before adjusting the towel on your chest. It was a late night and you didn’t want to go to sleep just yet, so you took a shower and did some cooking to get yourself occupied. Your husband was out with friends at the moment which to you was quite the surprise. He wasn’t one to go out drinking or partying but you guessed that he was probably dragged by one of his colleagues. It made you happy knowing that he went with them, considering that he stayed at the house with you whenever he was home. You loved him to bits but it was about time he spent some of his free time with others.

Hearing the door jingle from the living room, your ears perked up at the noise of your significant other entering the home. His footsteps were slow, quite scattered if you kept track of how he walked, but eventually he had gotten into the kitchen. You were washing your hands at the moment after scrubbing the counter down when you felt a large embrace from behind. Large arms wrapped around your frame, and a head placed itself on your shoulder. A small hum escaped from his throat in which made you giggle in response.

“Tired?” You asked, turning off the water to the sink. “Seems like you had a little too much fun.” You can smell the strong scent of alcohol. Explains the staggered steps and the way he was acting. Your husband nodded his head in your shoulder, his grip tightening on you while he tried stuffing his face deeper into it. Smiling you moved slightly to grab the small towel next to you, drying off your hands.

“Do we still have leftovers…?”

Your eyebrows raised at the sudden sound of his voice. It was a lot deeper than normal, more relaxed if you put it in other words. His accent seemed to stick out a little more and to be honest you liked it quite a bit. “We have a little bit. Are you hungry?”

“Mmhmm…”

“I can warm something up for you. Would you like that?”

Your husband nodded his head in your shoulder before taking his weight off of you. Turning slightly as you go to the fridge, you watch the man walk away, hitting the doorframe with his shoulder in the process. A smirk lifted your lips when you heard him mumble an ‘ow’, giggling softly when you opened the refrigerator door. You haven’t seen König drink in a long time, and even then you don’t remember the last time he had been drunk. Although he was the Affectionate Drunk. He would be puddle of happiness, hugging up on or getting close to people in such a loving manner. He was really a sweetheart when he wasn’t so reserved, or on the battlefield in that matter.

The microwave beeped before you had taken the food out you had just warmed up. Walking to the living room, you see König sitting on the couch. When he noticed your presence he looked over. You were met with his black veil, the fabric covering his features other than his eyes. They looked half lidded, a little disoriented as he kept looking from one part of your body to another. It followed with his black tee and off gray jeans, in which looked like something had been spilled on the front of them.

“It’s a little hot,” You warned, setting the tupperware down on the coffee table. “It was the last of the leftovers so hopefully it fills that appetite of yours.”

“Danke,” König spoke as you took a seat next to him on the couch. He lifted his veil to his nose and picked up the container of food. It wasn’t long before he started eating it like the beast he was. It was gone in a matter of minutes, which didn’t surprise you with how fast he had to eat out on the field. “Did you miss me when I was gone?”

You turned your head slightly to König, nodding your head in response. Placing your hand on his back he sighed out, and pretty heavy at that. “Did you miss me?”

“Yes.” His voice changed in an instant. The familiar tone made your eyes move down towards his pants, and oh boy what a huge fucking tent you saw. “I missed you… your touch feels good.”

The environment shifted quickly, giving you a slight blush as a result. Your heart was pounding as your husband spoke while shifting his hips. Even though it was late, you were nevertheless pleased to see your him in such a state. It was quite… submissive. You put your other hand on his stomach, which stiffened up at the touch. "Would you like more of my touch?" König remained silent, but you could tell he appreciated what you were doing by the way his body responded to you. Surprisingly, he liked to be physically spoiled, especially by you. The man was quite affectionate and inclined to give rather than receive in the bedroom. That situation would change now.

You adjusted yourself on the couch and used your hand to sit your husband back all the way, his eyes shifting to you. With one hand on his shoulder, the other focused on massaging his clothed body. His chest, abs, and down to the lower part of his stomach where you stopped before going back up again. Because of his aching bulge, his hips jolted a little as you put your palm so close to them, giving away that his patience was wearing thin.

“Schatz…p-please..” He whined breathlessly. “I can’t take it…please, touch me please…”

At the very thought of you touching him, you could feel his body trembling gradually, and once you did, you watch him dissolve below you. His hand that was closest to you grasped your thigh somewhat tightly, but you didn't mind as you started softly massaging his clothed cock. König was incredibly needy tonight; it was probably the combination of a little excitement and the alcohol he had. After all, he could only picture your naked body because you were still covered by the bath towel. To provide him with some relief, you unbuckled his belt and then undid the buttons on his jeans before lowering the zipper, raising the flaps.

“Can you pull these down for me?” You asked, tugging at his pants.

He complied, taking them down to his knees before they fell to the ground. Afterwards, you switched your position and moved from the couch to in between his legs. As you knelt down, you could see the sudden change in your husband's eyes. He was almost begging you to do what you were about to do just with a look, and it pleased you. You took hold of the hem of his briefs and gently tugged them down till his cock was uncovered. The bead that rested on the tip of his penis had already started to leak before, and it was flowing down after a slight overflow. You gripped the base of his penis in your hands, puffy red and stiffened with need. He put his hand up to his mouth, which he had not yet covered from earlier eating, and gasped at the slightest contact.

“Sensitive today,” You spoke, leading your hand up and down his shaft with ease. The pre cum had applied itself as a lubricant for now, your hand gliding itself onto his girthy dick indeed. König was not only large in size, but the length he has under his clothes is fairly large itself. “Does it feel good baby?” Your other hand comes into contact to fulfill his needs all around.

“Y-Yes…it’s- mhn~ feels great. Please don’t stop…f-fuck- ah! Don’t stop!”

You kept pumping your hands up and down on his cock, getting tighter as you descended and looser as you ascended. You would frequently peek up to watch the man's response, who would often be embarrassed to display his red face or even moan in ecstasy. You spit on the enlarged tip while looking down at it to spread more lubricant down the base. However, your tongue made contact with his throbbing head before you move your hands. Before proceeding to the shaft, your tongue gave his tip a thorough swirling motion to combine the moisture and provide more slickness.

You didn't get the chance to give your husband a blowjob very often, let alone a good one. All throughout, he was really thick. Your mouth would frequently grow tired and hurt, which left him feeling bad. An occasion like this was precious because König tended to skip the foreplay with him and dive right in with you. You were motivated to continue, not only by the confidence you had but also by the trembling sounds emanating from his mouth. He was so beautiful like this.

“Oh mein- agh~!”

Halfway down, you lowered your mouth and started to very softly suck him. You did the best you could while pumping what your mouth couldn't accommodate with your hands. He watched in fascination as you made every effort to keep yourself from gagging, often going down a little too far just to pleasure him. You did gag a few times, but you didn’t care much due to the way he moaned out when you pulled your head back up. Although, your sweet husband soon was caught off guard by the quickening of your speed. His legs squirmed a little at the friction, and his hips started to buck a little.

“AH~! W-ait s-slo-aah.. slow down!”

Within seconds, his cock jerked and twitched inside your mouth, and you moved your head to look at him while your hands worked it’s magic. Before König gripped the couch, your tongue made quick lines along the head, engaging in with the swelled tip. His muscles clenched and relaxed periodically as his breathing became noticeably heavier, the males chest visibly rose and fell.

“You look so pretty in red König. Do you want me to pleasure you some more~?”

“Bitte! B-Bitte…agh~ I c-an’t, it feels- so mmmmhn~! W-wait-”

You pushed yourself down a little more, and before he could object, he clapped his hand over his mouth. His legs began to quiver as a result of the vulgar noise of you choking on his cock, which rebounded throughout the entirety of the room. You lifted your head to get some air, but not long after, you shoved as much of his length as you possibly could down your throat again. The once-quiet air was now filled with the filthy, wet noises of you bobbing up and down on his cock. His sighs and grunts finally lost their ability to be contained and evolved into frantic pleas and cries of delight. The way your spouse began to crumble under your control was simply so sensual, and seeing him in this state made you feel unbelievably powerful.

You mouth had taken itself back with a small pop, backing away from him while once more sliding your hand along with such ease. You could tell he was ready to cum by the way his legs began to shake even more violently. “Are you gonna cum love?” His strangled moans only made you smile as your hands jerked the remainder of him. You put your lips on his tip and lightly sucked, which seemed to throw him far over the edge.

“Oh liebling..oh mein gott~ I’m gonna- I-I I-m gonna-“

König's head was thrown back on the couch, and you immediately looked up as soon as his eyes began to cross just slightly. As ribbons after ribbons of cum spurted out into your mouth, he began to moan out in ecstasy. You were forced to halt your movements when you heard his whining and heavy breathing, allowing him to achieve his orgasm before you removed your mouth from his cock. He watched as you swallowed all of his semen in one gulp, his head rising slightly with his heaving chest. Although a little salty, the flavor was not unpleasant.

After a few seconds of relief König sat up, his legs still shaking softly. “You did so good baby,” He spoke to you, putting his hand beneath your chin and lifting your head up slightly to look at him.

“Anything for my king,” You said with small smile.

“Well then let me return the favor, Meine Königin~.”

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[sinsofbeauty]

Mine

Fandom: COD MWll

Pairing: Simon “Ghost” Riley x Fem Sergeant! Reader

Requested: Nah :3

Warnings: FWB relationship, A little bit of Soft! Simon, Simon calling you “princess”, SMUTTYYY!!!, Very mimimal Dry Humping, Oral F! Receiving, Unprotected Sex!, Passionate, Rough?, Creampie

Overview: A friends with benefits relationship takes a turn, as Simon Riley starts to develop feelings for the young sergeant. He told himself he couldn’t let what they already had get the best of him, but he couldn’t resist.

A/n: A bit unedited guys, I’ll come back later to freshen it up but I was too eager to post this. Hope you all enjoy!

Y/n L/n, one of the Sergeants of Task Force 141. Unquestionably attractive, a true team player, and a certified badass on the battlefield. It was amazing how proficient she was with a rifle, and how beautiful she looked doing it. The woman was a crucial member of the squad, who excelled at stealth missions and was well recognized when it came to anything done undercover. She was someone who drew attention, particularly Simon Riley's.

The man was a brute, cold with pure fight to his masked beauty. Though when it came to her he didn’t know what the hell happened. His chest felt warm with comfort looking at her, regardless of whether she was seriously stern or joyfully smiling. He couldn’t help but stare. Sometimes he would stare too long, and when she would look at him he became tense with anxiety. Even though his eyes would show only blank emotion, he would casually look away moments after with his heart racing like a freight train.

He liked her, that much was clear. Simon wasn't sure how to feel about it even though it was evident she liked him back, from the way she flushed at his simple comments or occasionally flirted with him. Even after experiencing trauma, the sensation was unlike anything he had ever experienced. The sight of mere attraction made him feel…strange.

“Do you wanna try?”

Were the words you said that started all of this. The very words that made the man crack, his figure stiffening as hard as his cock that had already throbbed with excitement. Just looking at you made him grow a fucking tent, let alone horny. When you said this it was in reference to him kissing you after all the countless encounters of flirting back and forth even if it was minor. Long story short, that day he fucked your brains out, absolutely destroying your pretty pussy with all his throbbing cock could offer.

Since then, the both of you had been Friends with Benefits. Whenever there was an opportunity, he would fuck that pussy up like no tomorrow. He drowned in it, craved it, oh he absolutely loved it. Nothing that he had felt before and he knew you loved it too. A minor issue, though, had emerged recently. According to Simon's feelings, the relationship was beginning to develop into much more. He started to feel envious when you spent time with the boys and they were able to flirt with you without issue, because they were unaware of what you both have done. His frustration at not being able to have you all to himself led to frequent episodes of anger. Could he, though? You, all for him? Simply put, you were a friend, sergeant, simply a coworker. There was just no way in hell that he could have such intense feelings, as much as he tried not to. You wouldn't genuinely love him in such a way. That kind of love wouldn't be possible…would it?

—

“Ghost?” The man who had been changing in the center of the room had paused, staring at your half-naked figure as it lay on his bed, with hooded eyes. "You seem a bit...preoccupied," You said curiously.

And he was, in fact. He slowly removed his gear, barely giving you the slightest glance as he did so. He didn't feel the same way he had when you two originally started this some months ago; instead, he behaved very differently.

“It’s nothin’,” He had replied to you, unbuckling the belt to his pants to pull them down. “Just a little stress.”

“You sure?”

His medium blue jeans fell to the ground, revealing his strained erection that tightly pressed along his black boxers. He didn’t bother taking off his black long sleeve, nor did he remove his skull balaclava. “Why do you ask?”

He simply approached the bed, grabbed your legs, and dragged you over to the edge. He bent down and placed his hands on either side of your head as he fixed his gaze downward on your vulnerable body.

“You seem a little different today, that’s all.” You replied to him as he tilted his head to the side. “Plus, I thought you said last time would be the…well, last time.”

He stared at you with no change in emotion, but you could see his brows twitch a little. He said, "I know," as his forearms dropped to the bed. “You're just fucking irresistible.”

With your legs slightly dangling off the bed Ghost had spread them with his knees, putting himself in between you as his clothed cock touched your slick panties. You whimpered lowly as his face was close to yours, the man bucking his hips slowly. His dick made his way up and down your clothed cunt, his eyes closing, enjoying the moment.

“Can I try something?” He asked. You nodded your head as he opened his eyes, humming a yes as he did so. “You’ll have to close your eyes then, princess.”

Despite your bewilderment you complied. He lifted himself off the bed as you were closing your eyes, seizing the hem of your underwear and dragging it down your legs. He growls, and you hear the gentle thump on the floor. He then gently patted your outer thigh before grabbing it with one hand. From the angle you felt that from, he must’ve been crouched on the ground.

“You ready?” He asked, since you couldn’t see he probably didn’t want to startle you. Which was…quite considerate.

“Yes but-“

As soon as you said yes you felt his finger dive into your already wet pussy, but that is not what made you tense up. For the first time you had felt his tongue planted flat on your sweet bud. He had taken the balaclava off, at least the bottom portion. Pushing his fingers between your sensitive flesh he fucked you, pressing against the spongey region of your delicate insides almost immediately. He traced his tongue over your clit, flicking lightly in a perfect rhythm.

“Aaah~!”

His tongue moved up and down on the dripping slit of your genitalia. God damn did he know what he was doing, and you writhed with delight as your hands captured the covers. Your inner walls spasm, making Ghost take you into his mouth while your legs began to shake. He keeps going, sucking, tasting, and savoring after each stroke. He pulls his fingers out from you when you begin to pull away, grabbing onto your thighs and pulling you back to him.

“Where are you going?” Ghost’s amused huff is heard before he goes back to eating your pussy like a french dessert.

You couldn’t help but fist the sheets with your sweaty palms, a feeling building up inside of you. Your toes curled, eyes still clenched shut as your back began to arch just barely. You couldn’t believe that you were already so close to orgasm. This man was gonna make you cum in less than five minutes! Your breathing becomes labored as you grind against him, bringing you closer to release. His tongue then descended into the folds of your pussy making you purr with satisfaction. Through the darkness of your eyelids you began to see stars, feeling his thumb fondle with your oh so sensitive clit.

It threw you over the edge. Your body convulses as cries of pleasure echo through the room. Falling apart beneath him your back arches high, thighs colliding with his head as you squeezed tightly.

“F-Fuck Ghost-“ You sharply exhale.

He continues to play with your clit until you’re practically crushing his head with your thighs, and releases you completely afterwards. With a loud sigh and the rise of your chest, your legs had spread apart, and you put a hand over your face. God…no one has ever made you feel that good.

“You called baby?” You heard his voice for only just a second, until you felt his lips press gently on the skin of your inner thigh. “Keep those eyes closed.” Another shift made you realize that he had moved again, your eyes obeying him and not opening. The heat on your face told you that he had kept the bottom part of his balaclava off, as it still exposed his face.

“Coming so fast for me. I love that.” His voice was taunting, deep and oh so sexy.

“Shut up.” You giggled softly. “When can I open my eyes?”

“When I say so,” Ghost commented. “Do you wanna try?”

“Try what?”

His lips brushed against yours, making your heart almost stop. “That.”

“Yes…” You immediately responded. It made you whimper, simply because those lips were literally right there.

That time you guys kissed, had been the only time. You didn’t know why, but now that the opportunity presented itself once more, hell yeah you were going for it. Without another moment to waste, you felt his lips on yours. He took a hand up to your chest and groped your breast, grazing his thumb over your puckered nipple. Your head becomes light as he kisses you tenderly, the slight turn of his head deepening it. You could taste what Ghost had been devouring, your juices mixed with his own distinctive taste. Fuck it was good. His lips danced onto yours with ease, soon turning into a slow, passionate kiss. Your hands had made their way up to the man’s face, grabbing the sides that were still covered by his balaclava with part of his stubble jaw. His cock, felt against your slit rubbed its rosy head up and down as you both fondly enjoyed each other.

Ghost had pulled back, you letting go of his face before he stood to his tall form. “You can open your eyes now.”

When he did, his balaclava was covering his face again.

“You’re such a dick.”

“I know, but you love it.”

Your face changed immediately, subconsciously looking at him with eyes that only could express love. Maybe you did, who knows. His erection pressed against his defined abs when he lifted the front of his shirt up, letting his body get some cool air before the fun. “Gorgeous, don’t look at me like that.” His voice was playful, making you snap out of your trance and smile at him with a giggle. “Making me melt over here, dripping like a faucet.”

“You’re telling me,” You playfully shake your legs. “She’s waiting for you.”

“Yeah?”

“Mhmmm~.”

“You’re such a tease.” Ghost softly put his fingers around your hips.

“Speak for yourself.”

“Hm? I didn’t hear that.” His head tilted to the side.

“Fuck you Ghost.” You shook your head looking away from him, a blush appearing on your face.

“I’m trying,” With that he positioned himself and sunk his dick into you. You moaned deeply as he went in slow, your eyes going back to his as he stared deep into your soul. His cock was so perfect, every inch of your pussy was filled to the hilt, no space left untouched.

“F-Fucking…hell…” You mutter, your fingers taking some locks of your hair.

“You good?”

“Yeah…it’s been a little while. You’re just so big Ghost.”

“And you’re so tight love,” He groaned, taking his hands off of you. “You’re lucky no ones here to listen to your pretty voice.” Ghost had rolled up the sleeves to his shirt before momentarily taking your hips again, making you flinch in pleasure as his cock moved slightly inside of you. “You drive me wild, you know that?”

“Maybe,” You smiled, feeling Ghost pull out before thrusting back in steadily. “Fuuuck Ghost…you fill me up so well.” You breath out, making him nod his head slightly to the side.

“Damn right,” He huffed, cock twitching inside you. Ghost began moving his hips in a consistent pace, thrusting his cock into you. He loved watching your face change, twisting with pleasure as he fucked you slowly. Though it was too slow, and he knew that. “Tell me how you want it baby.”

You stared into his piercing blue eyes, your own squinting up at him. “H-Harder.”

“Harder?”

You nodded your head, mumbling a yes under your breath. “Like how you usually do it. But…n-not as fast.”

He hummed, readjusting his fingers on your hips to a more comfortable position. Ghost then looks down, pulling out his cock to the head before thrusting his hips back into you harshly. Not something wind knocking or ruthless, but just enough to make your cunt spasm around him tightly. He took note of this, going in a little deeper to hit your G-Spot and oh did that drive you fucking insane.

With his slow pace but deadly hard thrusts into your tight hole, your mouth couldn’t contain the forced moans and shouts that escaped. The pleasure was pure, eye rolling, and did he do it just right. Your core tightens and grips at his dick while he makes your body jolt back from the hard force.

“Like this?”

He was doing it just right, but unfortunately it wasn’t as much as you wanted. You craved him much more than you had thought. “Faster~.”

Ghost cocked his head to the side, a small growl vibrating the pit of his throat. Plunging himself deeper, faster inside of you, made his head fall back in pure ecstasy. The sound of skin smacking as he quickens his pace fills the room, your back arching as he hits the deepest parts of your core. He knew what you wanted, and without another word he began pounding into you relentlessly.

You eagerly beg, desperate to feel him, “Aaaah~! Yes- Fuck! More, more Ghost..y-you make me feel..mmhn~.”

“S-Shit…” Ghost stuttered, slamming into your cunt with urgency.

You cried out to him, legs beginning to shake when he bent down. His body was planted on yours, your legs subconsciously locking around his waist. Ghost fucked you mercilessly, his eyes locked on you with no emotion. Gasping for air, your nails dug into his back that was still clothed from his long sleeve. Beads of sweat dripped down the mans neck, and you could feel the dampness of his shirt as you clawed at his back. You could just imagine how hot he would be under the balaclava. You could hear him panting behind the mask as your orgasm rapidly built.

“Just like that baby. You feel so good around me..”

You could feel his cock twitch inside you, but your mind was too fogged up from the stimulation to notice completely. “You fuck me sooo good” You could tell his thrusts had gotten weaker, but the pace was still the same. “Don’t stop,” You urge, still sensitive from your last orgasm.

Ghost had took your hands into his, eloping his fingers with yours. Your arms were above your head, pinned while his eyes just couldn’t look away. “Fuckin’ hell love.” he groans, sinking into you over and over. Momentarily he slows to adjust himself, before aiming right in the special spot of your core.

You gasp, immediately shutting your eyes as a shout escapes you, not long after a scream of pure ecstasy. “Yes” You encourage. “Right there!” The bed rocked back and forth at this point, hitting the wall over and over.

“So,” Thrust. “Fucking,” Thrust. “Beautiful.”

Climax rips through your body without warning, consuming you, Ghost fucking you through a wave of everlasting euphoria. With one last thrust Ghost had buried his cock deep inside of your, eyes closing shut as ribbons of cum spurt inside your pussy. You gasped at this, his pulsating cock harshly throbbing as you milked him dry, white coating your inner walls. His face buried in the crook of your neck scrunched with pleasure, body twitching. He panted hard, slumping into you as his hands held your own tightly. Your own chest rose and fell heavily, your hazy eyes looking up at the ceiling as the stars faded away.

“I…I-I’m sorry…” Your eyes looked down at the man who’s head was on your chest. “I forgot…I wasn’t wearing protection.”

He lifted his head up, his baby blue eyes staring into yours. His body was next, taking all of his weight off of you. In that moment he had slipped his cock out, his groan low while he watched his cum drip from your slick cunt. He looks down at you, sweaty and adoring your weak body on the bed.

You thought he was so adorable, you couldn’t help but lay there so he could get a good view. Feelings began to worsen, that heart in your chest racing. He was so lovely. “It’s okay,” You replied with a weak smile. “I’m on birth control.”

“Luckily,” Ghost turned, going to the small dresser he had in the corner of his room. There already prepared laid a towel, in which he picked up and came back to you with. It made you tilt your head at him, but as soon as you were going to get up he stopped you. Ghost had cleaned you up nicely afterwards.

—

“Ghost,” You said, dressed as you came back from the bathroom. He was sitting on the bed at this point, tying the strings to his sweatpants. “Is this the last time?”

For the first time you saw something spark in his eyes when he looked up at you. It made him look away from you as if he noticed himself, his leg beginning to bounce up and down nervously. “Do you want it to be?”

“No,” You reached out to him, taking the sides of his face between your hands. His eyes closed, taking in the warmth of your palms that were planted softly on his face. “Do you?”

“No love.” His response was in a harsh whisper, eyes fluttering open, bringing him back to you. His gorgeous blues took you like an ocean, blinking in perfection at your own beautiful irises.

“I want you to be mine, and only mine.”

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[sinsofbeauty]

A Midnight Encounter

Fandom: COD MWll

Pairings: Jealous! Simon “Ghost” Riley x Fem! Reader

Requested: Nope :3

Warnings: Jealousy, Soap giving you nicknames, Mild possession, SMUTTY SMUT SMUT, Dom! Ghost, fingering, orgasm denial, overstimulation, squirting, choking/breath play, spanking, daddy kink, degradation

Overview: A brief encounter with your superior Soap gets Ghost on edge. Couple of drinks down the hatch and a late night after a mission, turns into something much more heated than your intentions.

A large party blooming with life, and a night that would be one to remember. Undercover, you and Soap had been infiltrating a large mansion for some intel on a lead. The both of you had to pose as a couple, not exactly husband and wife but something “long term.” It was a masquerade party, so faces were hard to see under the masks that covers half of peoples faces. So you and Soap had sat at a round table, across from each other that way eyes were also behind.

“Ghost, what’s your status?”

You and Soap exchanged a quick glance after Price spoke on the comms. It was now all about timing and patience as the first phase will proceed.

“Gettin’ there,” Replied the Lieutenant, who’s checkpoint was to make it on the roof. “No hostiles on the rooftops, closing into position.”

The glass dome over the ballroom had lights around the rim and provided a glimpse of the night sky. With all the commotion, no one would have anticipated someone being up there, but of course you and Soap knew.

“I’m in position, over.”

Looking up, you notice the glare of Ghost's silenced firearm. The ceiling in this area of the structure was quite high, making a sniper with an excellent view likely. You turn to face Soap, who was chatting with you and seems to be having fun as you scouted the area. Price and Daz were sneaking inside the building as this was going on.

“Fox, there’s a door south east to your location.” You heard Ghost speak through your comms. “I can’t get a visual, do you see anything?”

Your eyes transitioned to look at the door, in which had just opened. “Copy Ghost. It just opened.”

“What is there?”

You observed three men leave, two of whom were real close to the third. Those who had encountered the one in the middle, were greeted and left shortly after. It didn't take you long to realize that he was the mansion's owner. Not as quickly, but at a steady enough pace to make your heart race, the man began to walk over to where you and Soap had been sitting.

“Three men in total, one is probably the party host. Seems to have a lot of friendly gestures from guests.” You replied, keeping your eyes on Soap. “The other two are probably guards, they look too alert to be friends or close company.”

“Copy that.”

Upon taking a deep breath, Soap looked back at you after casting a quick glance over his shoulder. Phase two had begun, and the man in front of you had quickly stood up and left without saying anything else. There you were left alone, with Ghost watching as the man of the house approached your table. You had a drink in hand at this point, lifting it to your lips as the three men had came to your table. They all were tall, staring down at you while you set your drink back down on the elegant cloth of the table.

“Good evening. It is my pleasure to welcome you, even though it’s well into the party.”

You gave a genuine smile nodding your head in appreciation. “Of course, it is my pleasure to attend such an extravagant event.”

The man smiled, raising a hand to shoo off the men who had stood closely behind him. With that, the owner of the mansion had taken a seat in the spot Soap had been sitting across from you. Now, it’s showtime.

“Target right on queue,” You heard Ghost speak quietly in your ear.

“Rog. Soap what’s your status.” Price then speaks.

“Oscar mike. The halls are quiet, no sign of hostile activity.”

As you struck up a discussion with the man, you positioned your arms beneath the table. You kept the target distracted so that the men in your ear could continue discussing the objective. Though the longer you stayed, the harder it became, anxiety in the pit of your stomach turning into discomfort. Your face was trying to hide the uncomfortable sensation you were stifling within, while your hands were fidgeting under the table.

“Found something,” Soap was heard on the mic.

Oh thank god.

“A file and a usb. Talks about everything we’re looking for. There’s also a map to what looks like a part of Southeast Asia.”

“Rog on that. Execute phase three, we’re getting the hell outta ‘ere.”

Perfect. As soon as the man in front of you laughed—not at what he said, but at what you had just heard—you started to smile widely. In an effort to attract his attention, you laid the drink that you had just finished sipping on the table.

“I apologize for interrupting, but I must go the bathroom. Would you kindly inform me where it is?” You smiled innocently at the ignorant man who had only given you a lusty glance in response to your politeness.

“Why of course, it’ll be down over there by that entryway. Immediately take a left and you shall see.” The man leaned in and set a hand on yours, lifting it into his before planting a firm kiss on our knuckles. “Please do return, I absolutely love your company my dear.”

“Of course, I won’t take long.” You said with a wink.

He let go of your hand out of amusement and allowed you to stand up. You had moved carefully past other guests while saying excuse me, walking in the direction he had instructed you to go. Finally, you reached the entryway and turned left.

“Ghost, Fox, we got the intel. All we need is you two out of there, copy?”

“Roger. Oscar mike and out in five.” Ghost spoke.

Shortly after taking your heels in hand and moving quickly down the corridor, you adjusted your earpiece and pulled your hair back into a ponytail. It was pitch black, with hardly any lights, dull, and somewhat difficult to see. But it didn't stop there; noise down the hallway forced you to pause, and you eventually found your way into what appeared to be a dining hall.

“Fox? Do you copy?”

Once more, Price's voice echoed in your ear. As you attempted to hold your breath due to your heavy breathing, you could feel your heart beating rapidly. The voices approached the door before stopping, speaking in a language you couldn't comprehend. It was unfamiliar, like something Arabic or a comparable dialect. It was difficult to determine if they were guards or other guests from the party.

“Fox?”

Your ears were straining to focus on the language being spoken from behind the door when you faintly heard the Captain's voice again. They then shifted to using English at that point. You became aware that you had been gone for a while when they radioed about a girl who matched your identical description. Both the party host and the security were looking for you.

“Fox talk to us.”

Your attention was drawn to the comms again, hearing Soap when he called you. The people behind the door jogged off making you take a deep breath. “I copy,” You sigh with relief into the comms. “I ran into a couple of guards, had to hide for a bit.”

“Had me worried there baby girl.” Soap chuckled into the mic making you snort with a head shake.

“I can clearly take care of myself.” You replied, looking out the door to see if the coast was clear. “I’m right near the exit, better have those vehicles ready.”

“Just waiting for you doll.”

“Enough with the flirting you two.” Price scolded in your ear. “Just get your ass outside Fox.”

“Copy,” You couldn’t help but cackle at the nicknames as you finally made it through.

You took a moment to locate the spot where you and Ghost would meet as you snuck through the grass next to the structure. Price would have joined Gaz by this point, and Soap would be going towards the other car. That moment did eventually arrive, and you met Ghost at the predetermined location.

“We have a change of plans,” Price called out through the comms. “There were too many guards in the area for Soap to make it to Bravo’s vehicle. He’s coming with us, copy?”

“Roger that sir,” Ghost took one fine look at you and huffed, taking one final survey through the night vision goggles.

Both of you made your way to the vehicle, in which you both hopped in as soon as you saw it. Ghost in the driver’s seat, while you in the passengers. The vehicle vroomed with life before the masked male driven off, making it on the dirt road that lead to the exit of the mansions perimeters. Once off, you had clasped your hands together with glee. Your first undercover mission that didn’t involve shooting people, what a success!

“Oh that was amazing! Never had so much fun being fake.” You giggled out, causing Ghost to grunt at your comment. “I’m glad I didn’t get caught. That would’ve been a disaster in itself. Though, the people I was hiding from spoke another language. I think Arabic? Something of the sort.”

When there was silence, you turned to face Ghost, who had his hand firmly on the wheel and was glaring at the road. Although you couldn't see his face, the silence and the growing tension within the car left you puzzled.

“Is something wrong?”

Before he could answer he swerved on the side of the road, making you jolt in your seat as the car had vigorously jerked into a bunch of uneven grass behind a couple of trees and rocks. You looked at him in shock as he parked the car, turning off the engine and even the lights for concealment.

“What the hell is wrong with you?!” You exclaimed adjusting yourself back in your seat correctly.

Ghost had looked over, his eyes staring at you with a deep glare. It was intense, cold, and made you freeze in place as you stared at him innocently. The way that his eyes looked so menacing, deadly, made you heat up in more places than just your cheeks.

“Get out of the fuckin’ car.”

“What?”

There was silence in the air, before you watched as he opened the door and got out. He was dead serious about this one. You got out yourself, not minding that your bare feet were on the grass let alone the stockings that matched your skin tone. The sound of Ghost slamming his door made you jump, and watch him walk around the head of the car. With that, you closed your door, but by the time you turned around he was right in front of you.

“Baby girl? Doll?” His voice rang deep within the quiet atmosphere of nature.

Oh…shit. That’s what he was upset about. Let’s just say, you and Ghost have more of a Lieutenant/Sergeant relationship outside of what people see in uniform. It’s been going on for a short time, but still. Simon was very protective of what was his.

“He’s called me that before.” You replied shaking your head. “It’s nothing serious and you know that.”

“I still don’t fucking like it,” He snarled, making your heart practically leap out of your chest. He was dangerously close to you, his mask practically inches from your face. “And on top of that, that man at the party. Putting his fuckin’ hands on you.”

“I had to play my part Simon,” You looked away from him. “Jeez if I knew you would be this jealous-“

You were cut off by a gloved hand taking your chin, yanking it back to look at him. The heat between your legs had been shown in an instant, your thighs pressing together as you whimpered helplessly under the taller man.

“Jealous, is an understatement.” Ghost growled. His eyes looked fiercely down at you, half lidded and hungry for more than what you expected.

“G-Ghost,” You stutter, arousal forming under a nervous expression. “We’re still on a mission, shouldn’t we get back to base?”

The eerie silence of the night crept over, until Ghost took his other hand to his radio. “Captain, we’ve run into a little problem.”

It took a few moments for a response. “What’s your status Lieutenant?”

“There are guards along the border. I don’t see an exit without being seen.” The silence took over, making your raise your brows at what Simon was trying to do.

“Copy that. Stay low until an entry point is sealed. We’ll keep a lookout for any signs of activity.”

“Copy, over and out.”

His eyes, which were malicious and filled with significantly more than what you had previously seen, peered at you from the radio. Ghost had slid his hand that was on your chin over your neck, taking it with a firm squeeze. You gasped only slightly when he used his body to pin you against the car door.

“You wanna be sly, little fox?” His voice was purely filled with his British accent, making you shiver and put your hands on his wrist. In that moment, you had realized why he had lied to Price on the radio. He was buying time.

“Turn around.”

That was a voice you heard many times before. It was the part of Ghost only you have seen out of the members of Task 141. The one that would either fuck you into oblivion, or make you cream so much that not even god could stifle your pitiful screams.

Without a word you turned around, the back of your tightly fitted dress giving Ghost a perfect view of your ass. He grunted, and a heavy slap was planted on your right cheek. You gasped out since it was so unexpected, abdomen clenching tight as his gloved hand let another rip at your other cheek.

“Lemme tell you something sweet girl,” Ghost spoke out of pure lust and sexual tension. “This ass, belongs to me.”

Another hit to your cheek made you grit your teeth, and with another he slapped considerably harder. Tears began to brim at the corner of your eyes, and when he had abused your ass for the last time you couldn’t help but moan out.

He noticed this, a hum making him bend down with his masked mouth next to your ear. “Enjoying yourself, baby girl?”

You didn’t respond, instead you squeezed your eyes shut on how he mocked Soap’s words. Fuck was he good. In an instant you felt the back of your short dress being lifted up, the cold air of your red ass being exposed to the night.

“No panties,” Ghost stated from behind you, as you felt fingers on your stockings. A quiet rip was heard, letting you know that he tore that shit with one easy grip of his hands. “We’re you expecting to get fucked tonight Princess?”

You let out a shakey “no”, but Ghost didn’t believe that. After a night looking like this, so vulnerable, so fucking sexy, damn that was his plan. But of course, he had something else in mind.

“Don’t lie to me,” He said, taking a moment to remove his gloves off of his hands. He tossed them to the ground and moved one of his hands to the front of your dress, cupping your breast.

“I-I’m not lying.” You spoke, opening your eyes at his motion. “I was just..dressing up for the occasion.”

When you felt two fingers on your slicked pussy lips, your breath caught, and your reaction alone caused him to groan. You couldn't hide the fact that you were a mess, due to how wet you were between those adorable thighs of yours.

“Look at how wet you are. Just for me, and only me. Isn’t that right, doll?”

Arousal was clearly visible as skin became flushed, thighs beautifully moist, and your nipples puckered into hard buds. It was hard to swallow, let alone breath without it being filled with lust. In spite of your best efforts to balance yourself on the car with your hands, you eventually lost and melted under Ghost's control. When his fingers made their way to your clit, you exhaled loudly and whimpered as he rubbed in slow, agonizing circles. You moaned, not satisfied with the speed at hand. You wanted more, fuck.

“I can’t quite hear you. Is my little slut wet for daddy~?”

“Fuck Ghost!” You groaned out, head hitting the glass of the passenger window. “Y-Yes, I’m so wet for you…”

Without warning he dips his two fingers in your throbbing cunt, making you almost scream out with pleasure. You tighten around him almost immediately, making him groan sharply while he abuses your sweet sex over and over. He knew the right places, curling his fingers, making you tremble.

“Such a tight little cunt baby.” He purrs, the speed of his fingers fucking you in an unrelenting pace. “Just seeing you in this dress makes my cock ache. I couldn’t help thinking about fucking you while I watched from the roof.”

His hand that had been massaging your breasts came up to your neck, taking it with a strong hold. Your airways had been blocked, making it hard to focus while his fingers pumped inside you. As soon as you felt lightheaded, he slowed his pace before releasing his grip, allowing you to breath for the time being. Taking himself out from your tight hole, he used his two fingers covered from wet juices of your cunt to spread your folds open.

“You look so fucking cute,” He breaths, not being able to help his own heavy, staggered breaths. “I could just fuck you right here.”

Before you could say a word, his fingers sunk back into you. You jolted with pleasure, stomach tightening, thrust after thrust of his fingers repeatedly flicking up at your special spot. You moaned out, whined, and writhed beneath his body, the pleasure making your legs wobble numb. Your climax was close to bursting, Ghost taking your neck once more and cutting of your air supply.

“Fuck baby,” Ghost grunts out. “You’re clenching hard on my fingers, gonna cum already?”

As you closed your eyes you let out a choked groan, feeling yourself on the brink of pure bliss. Although you wished it was his huge cock sensuously rubbing your walls, he was using his fingers quite well. Ghost quickly withdrew himself from your cunt, releasing his hold on your neck which caused you to take a deep breath. Your clit was yearning for attention, and you were twitching in desperation. He pulled your head up to gaze at him just as you were about to approach orgasm, causing your back to arch away from his body.

“Don’t you fucking come.” He commanded.

“B-But I-Im-“

“Don’t you fucking dare.” He grabbed your hands from being able to touch yourself.

Your eyes were squeezed shut, holding back your orgasm as you were told. For fuck sake, why did he stop?! It was so fucking good “Please,” You beg, shaking your hips in desperation. “Please, please fuck me please!”

Ghost gave you a firm slap to your ass, making you flinch with a whine. “This is your punishment for flirting like a little whore.”

“But I wasn’t-“

SLAP!

You moaned out, legs about ready to give out under you. “Fuuuck~!”

“Has anyone been able to pleasure you like this?”

Your eyes stay closed, not being able to look at him. “N-No.”

“No what?”

You felt his finger back at your slit, massaging and running up and down your creamy hole with ease. Your breath halted, swallowing hard at the feeling. “No, sir. Only you.”

“That’s right princess,” He spoke deeply, making sure your clit got some attention. “Open your fucking eyes.”

You do as your told, opening them as you stared right into his. His fingers plunged into your pussy again, a moan escaping the pit of your throat.

“You wanna come?”

“Yes sir.” You say weakly.

His fingers pump into you, slow and steady as your tight cunt clenched around him once more. You couldn’t help but close your eyes, but as soon as you did he stopped. “Keep your fucking eyes on me.”

Your eyes shot open, and his lowered into a glare. His fingers began to fuck you again, only this time at the pace he was doing before. You yelped out, unable to control your helpless cries as his fingers made your abdomen clench for release.

“Does my dirty little slut wanna come for me? Does she wanna fucking come all over daddy’s fingers?”

“Yes! Yes please!!”

“What do you say doll?”

“Please Ghost! Pleasepleaseplease I wanna come so bad!!!” You pleaded, your climax reaching faster than it did before. “Ahh~ Simon, I wanna-“

“Fucking come for me baby~.”

With that, you climax consumes you. Your inner walls spasm, making Ghost grunt out and grab your hip with his free hand. He continues to fuck you through your orgasm, fingers curling harshly into your tight walls as you scream out in ecstasy. Your legs shake finding yourself being overstimulated to the brink of coming again.

“Si- mon- fuck!- aha mmhn~!!”

The squelching of his thick fingers in your pussy was soon interrupted by the sound of liquid gushing out. Onto the floor, on your stockings, on his pants it went, squirting until Ghost stopped, pulling his fingers out and rubbing your slit gently.

“Good fucking girl.”

You panted, letting your head fall and your body hunch into a weak position against the car. Ghost removed his hand from your pussy and held onto you, seeing that you practically had no balance left over. Your stockings had been soaked on the inside, from your slick cunt to your thighs. Ghost pulled your dress down and pulled you away from the door, opening it and picking you up to set you inside.

“I can handle myself.” You said because of his actions.

“I know, you handled me pretty well Princess.”

You puckered your lips as he set you down in your seat, closing the door and walking back to the other side. He hopped in as if nothing happened, turning on his radio.

“Captain, do you copy?”

A couple moment of silence later and Price responded, “Affirmative. Any changes?”

“Oscar Mike and off the radar, we should be home soon.

Ghost turned off his radio, turning on the car and soon driving away back on the road. One hand stayed on the wheel, the other, which was the one he mercilessly fucked you with stayed on his crotch. Man did you wish he railed you, made you fucking come undone over and over again like last time. You looked at him, head titling to the side in a tired stare.

“If I knew you would be like that over a couple of nicknames…I would have let it slide a lot sooner.”

“Fuckin’ hell.” Ghost huffed, simply out of amusement. “You really wanna piss me off don’t you?”

“Why not? You fuck me anyways.”

“I won’t be nice the next time it happens. You can trust me on that love.”

#simon riley #simon ghost riley #ghost x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley smut #simon ghost riley smut #ghost cod #ghost smut #cod smut #simon riley x reader

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THIS POST IS CURRENTLY CLOSED! TBD WHEN IT WILL REOPEN

Hi guys! My name is Sinny and I’ve recently been looking for some new roleplay partners! I’m fairly new to the tumblr rp community, but I’ve been within different platforms rping for about 5+ years. I do MxM and MxF roleplays, either CanonxCanon or CanonxOC.

Currently I’m looking for some BNHA/MHA, Scream, Loki/Avengers, Apex Legends, Avatar 2009/TWOW or L4D2 roleplayers, so please disregard this post if you aren’t interested!

Hopefully I will find some new friends to start again within Tumblr, but I do have a few rules in play:

- I won’t roleplay with anyone under the age of 18. Roleplaying with minors makes me a bit uncomfortable especially because I’m 19 myself, especially with questionable topics I have been asked to roleplay in the past

- With that being said, underage characters must be aged up to 18+ if it is NSFW related of ANY kind. Whether it is smut or any scenario of the sort

- MUST be a literate roleplayer. While you don’t have to match up with what I write, I at least would like a decent paragraph. I will not rp with people who do one liners, absolutely not. And if you do rp with me, I ask you please keep it descriptive enough to keep the scenario going

- I do allow OC’s but absolutely NO OP ones. Self explanatory.

- And last but not least respond times. If you are going to be away for more than two days please let me know, and don’t leave me hanging. I will let you know the same if I will not be responding for a little bit

Other than those I am pretty much open for anything. Shoot your shot and I’ll be down to do a scenario! I’m pretty good when it comes to roleplaying the characters but if I haven’t before I will definitely try. AU’s are acceptable! Pretty much committed to a various amount of them!

Feel free to leave a message for me and I’ll respond as soon as I can! I am more than welcome to give you my discord if you prefer to roleplay there as well!

#mha rp #mha rp discord #bnha rp #bnha roleplay #apex rp #apex legends rp #apex legends #left 4 dead 2 #left 4 dead #l4d2 #avatar 2009 #avatar the way of water #avatar twow rp #avatar roleplay

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Hii! Could I request an revenant one-shot where female!reader (or gender neutral!) has a crush on them and gets jealous when someone else flirts/ or praises his skills? I would love to see how the killer robot would act in this situation (taking in account revenant also feels something)

Jealousy is a bitch

Fandom: Apex Legends

Pairing: Revenant x Fem! Reader

Requested: Yes XD

Warnings: Jealousy, Profanity

Overview: Within the request

A/n: Thank you so much for requesting! I hope you and everyone enjoys! Feel free to send in more :D

Today’s match was somewhat decent, not the most exciting you would have expected. Stormpoint was a really big arena, and unlike the others, if you don’t land hot it could take a while for you to find another squad. The most you and your teammate Bloodhound had done was take out Gibby and Octane, as well as kill a few prowlers along the way. You both made it to the top three, but didn’t win since you were both cursed with purple evo shields. Though you weren’t that happy about not winning, you didn’t complain due to coming in at #3. The squad who did win though, was Mad Maggie and that simulacrum Revenant.

“The fight vas plentiful vhile it lasted.” Bloodhound spoke as you both walked in the dropship. “Though I am not ready for the interviews.”

You weren’t a big fan of interviews either, and you agreed with Hound on that part. There were always annoying reporters and writers asking about the match when it was visible to the public eye to see, and stupid questions that make your brain melt. But of course it was part of being a legend. Your nose scrunched, but Bloodhound patted your shoulder in reassurance.

“Don’t vorry you’ll do great. I need to go vind Valter Fitzroy, but I will find you bevore we go inside.”

You nodded, and Bloodhound left swiftly. It seemed like it was something urgent, though you knew they would take care of it. You then heard Maggie’s voice around the corner just as you leaned your back against a wall, ears perking up at the mention of your so called ‘crush’. At this point, you didn’t bother pushing yourself off the wall and walking away. No, you wanted to hear what the simulacrum had to say.

“For a simulacrum, you ain’t half bad.”

“Is that a compliment, or are you just trying to get along?“ The voice of the red bot was slick with mischief as always, nothing too out of the ordinary.

“I ain’t that nice. You’re gonna need a lot more than that to befriend Mad Maggie.” She responded.

The conversation went on about the match, them going back and forth on how good they did. Compliments were thrown out to each other like bullets, and it had you a little on edge. You could feel your face heat up and your chest tighten with jealousy, but you continued to listen in on their conversation.

“You still owe me for saving your ass out there skinsuit. Don’t think I didn’t forget.”

“Ha! There’d be a bullet in your head before I owe you squat, sim.”

“I’ll take that as a challenge, but it’ll take a lot to beat something like me~.”

You didn’t notice Maggie had walked away, since you were standing there with your arms crossed all irritated. It wasn’t long before you huffed, the frustration clearly escaping from your slightly flared nostrils. The dropship had just landed, it’s insides shaking and buzzing down as it made contact with the ground. It wasn’t long after, that the door whirred open, and legends began strolling out. You could feel like your face was heated, but didn’t bother to make any note of it due to the fact that no one seemed to point it out. Interviews were just a few buildings away as the legends walked and prepared themselves to be presented in front of reporters as well as flashing lights of cameras. You were about to make your way out of the dropship, though you were stopped and pulled to the side by slender mechanical fingers.

“Why such a down face? Red with what, jealousy~?”

Your eyes widened with slight shock, though it made your face glow more red with embarrassment. “How did you know I was listening?” You asked with a small mumble.

“It isn’t hard to hear you with those snorts and angry growls of yours,” Revenant responded with an amused huff. “Even though she didn’t hear them, you gotta remember, I’m not a skin suit like you.”

You still didn’t bother looking at him, your eyes stayed on the ground. Revenant, even though he turned you to face him, still waited for you to say something. When you didn’t he chuckled, and not long after grabbed your jaw.

“I didn’t hear yes or a no. So I’m gonna make a wild guess,” The simulacrum squeeze your cheeks and made you look at him. “You’re jealous of a big bad wolf like me getting praised by someone other than you.”

“No I’m not! I mean..so what if I am? It’s not like you didn’t reject them you ass-“

You were cut off by his fingers tightening, and him taunting you with an “ah ah ah.” As awful as he could be, you still somehow succumbed under his grasp. It made you whine, and not only that but it had you listen without any thoughts bothering you. Damn this bastard.

“If I was still a skin suit I would kiss you instead of this to shut you up.” He said deeply. “Are you still jealous little girl? Because you’re the only one I’m willing to still live for. Remember?”

You shook your head knowing immediately, and he let go of your jaw that he had his firm grip on. You rubbed it slightly, but it didn’t bother you. You were flustered from his comment. Not only that but he has never admitted something like this to you before. Yeah, maybe he glossed over it one or two times, but it was nothing serious.

“Now hurry up. I don’t need anybody eavesdropping on our conversation.”

Revenant had walked past you with a small glance, but you followed behind. You grumbled to yourself because in the end, Revenant was probably right. The two of you already know that both exchange the same feelings for each other. Although, you knew for a damn fact that he probably loved to see you riled up. If he heard you then he definitely kept fueling the fire just to see yo ur reaction. What a bitch. It wasn’t long before you both caught up with the others. You immediately walked across the room to Loba and Kairi, who were waving you over.

“There you are beautiful. What took you so long?” Loba asked with a bit of curiosity.

You blinked a couple of times but responded with, “Revenant just wanted to gloat to me about the match, nothing too serious.”

“Ugh you’re better with keeping the demonios name out of your mouth, he has no business dealing with a wonderful woman like you.”

Kairi giggled when she heard Loba talking to you, coming up from behind you and wrapping an arm around your shoulders. “Hey don’t use up all your compliments, you won’t have any more left to give~.” Well that comment was directed towards Loba, she then turned to you and said, “We’re going out to drinks tonight if you wanna join us. Wouldn’t mind having a third person on board.”

You thought about it and didn’t think that there would be a problem since you didn’t have any plans later that day. “I’ll consider it. I don’t have any plans at the moment but you never know, something might come up.” You responded to her with a smile.

“Cool. Hope to see you there princess.”

“Princess?” Loba said with the raise of her brow and a smirk on her face. Kairi smiled wide at that, and smoothly made her way off of you and towards Loba, who had slowly been pulled away by a couple if fans and reporters.

You shrugged your shoulders and turned around, only to be face-to-face with cold metal and a deadly stare. You froze, looking up at the murder bot who seem to be glaring at you from above. “What?” You asked.

“So it’s a game you’re playing?” He said tilting his head to the side.

“What game?” You asked confused, but soon came to realize what he meant.

“Playing stupid huh? Fine, but don’t think you’re going with them tonight. You’re going to have a tough time with me, Princess~.”

#revenant apex #revenant x reader #revenant #apex legends fanfic #apex legends x reader #apex legends #apex revenant

[sinsofbeauty]

Blood on Metal

Pairing: Revenant x Fem! Reader

Requested: Nope :)

Warnings: Nsfw language, Profanity

A/n: A little short I thought of :D

Overview: Y/n has a little encounter with the simulacrum she made a bet with

“Lookie here.”

You just finished healing with your phoenix kit, when you felt the barrel of a gun collide gently on the side of your head. Staying calm, you showed no sign of fear, even though you were absolutely terrified. Not terrified of the simulacrum who chuckled menacingly, no, it was another type of fear that ran through your spine. It wasn’t long before your eyes looked at the gun that was aimed point blank at a weak spot. Kraber, shit. He had the upper hand. An empty phoenix kit in hand with no guns equipped, as well as being crouched behind a couple of rocks on a dead part of Storm Point, he would definitely shoot you without hesitation if you made a move. Not even a third party would help you at this point, despite you getting away from the squad that you were just fighting by yourself. Though you had noticed he was all alone, no one to back him up or defend him. He was a cocky mother fucker that’s for sure, but even then, he probably knew you were alone too.

Your e/c orbs moved to see if you had an opportunity to try and make a move, but nothing seemed to come in aid. There was no way he was killing you here, vulnerable with no chance at a fight. As if your only hope was to try and whack him with the drained phoenix in hand. Yikes. That would not turn out good at all. You didn’t even have a chance to think of anything else due to the fact you felt his gun be removed from your temple. It made you softly hum in confusion, and soon stare at the sim who had dropped the large sniper rifle on the muddy ground.

“You really think I’d want to win this bet without a fight little girl? Come on now, that would be too easy~.” He purred as you stood up on defense mode.

“You’re not winning, I can beat you with no weapons.” You said, tossing the phoenix kit on the ground aggressively.

“Is that a challenge?” Revenant growled.

It took you by surprise when the bot lunged at you, making you gasp as he grabbed you by your throat and took you to the ground. He was now on top of you, practically in a straddle while you tried to wiggle out of his deathly grip. It made you whimper due to the chill of Revenant’s long mechanical fingers along your neck, him squeezing it as a warning.

“Look at you, I can crush your neck with one simple motion if I wanted to.” Revenant’s orange optics glared down at your helpless figure. “Gonna submit to me like you did last night? When my fingers fucked you so hard you were squirming like a little bitch?”

You could feel his other hand gliding down your waist, making you shiver and writhe beneath him. He couldn’t help but lean closer to you and take in the expression on your face. “In your wildest dreams.” You said, which only riled him up even further. “If that’s as much you could do then I’m sure you’ll have more in store. So win, win that stupid bet we made last night, it’ll only show me you’re mouth is bigger than that fake dick you have under that loin cloth.”

All you could feel was your neck being released, and you being hoisted up under Revenant’s arm. He walked over to his Kraber and picked that up, before beginning to walk in the other direction of some of your discarded items.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing!?! Put me down I’m not a piece of luggage you stupid fucking-”

“I’ll give you something to cry about you stubborn little shit,” Revenant spoke with pure lust and obvious annoyance. “Don’t expect to be handled with care. Besides, after what you said I hope you don’t mind a little, blood on metal.”

Let’s just say you both had a love-hate relationship, and this time there was gonna be a little bit more than love to that hate.

#revenant apex #revenant x reader #apex legends #apex legends x reader #revenant #cursing warning #slight smut

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Rules and Fanfic Request

Hello everybody! Welcome to my rules and fanfic request page. Here will give you all the information you need about how to make a fanfiction request on my blog and what rules I have for the blog. Before you request a fic, please read this page for a better understanding. Abide by the rules for a more pleasurable experience!

Requests

For requests, I will be taking female and male reader pairings. This blog will be generally centered around male cannon characters, so female x female pairings will be fairly low. I will make exceptions to the pairing, but they won’t be often for the fact that I’m not all that great at writing them.

Where can I make a request?

Easy! You can send me an ask (anonymously or no) or a private message!

What can I write in my request?

A basic summary or idea of what you would like to see within the fanfiction! This can include the character, a theme, or scenario you want within. Feel free to be as detailed or as vague as you want. Hint: The more detailed you are the better the work, though the more vague you are the bigger the surprise

Is there anything I can’t request?

Yes, if you decide request any of the following, your request will absolutely be denied:

>> Incest

>> Pedophilia

>> Self-Harm

>> NSFW content involving feet

Can my request be one or multiple parts?

Your request will always be originally written in a oneshot format. The only way it will become chaptered is if another part is requested by the requester, or I have consent from the requester to make it chaptered due to other requests.

Is it okay to check on the status of my fanfic being written?

Absolutely! With this comes a lot of patience, and I know some people get excited from making a request. Just send me a message and I’ll try my best to keep in touch!

How long will my request take before it’s published?

It honestly depends on how busy I am. I do have school as well as a job, so I will only be writing fanfics during my free time. If you request a fanfic, I’ll give you an estimated amount of days it will take before it will be finished depending on how many I have or how free I am.

Rules

For those of you out there who don’t know already, I do have a couple of rules set in stone. I don’t ask for much, so please follow them to the best of your ability. This is for my blog AND my requests, please read the following carefully:

Minors DO NOT FOLLOW or DNI with NSFW content on my blog

Those of you who want to request NSFW content MUST have their AGE somewhere within their bio. I will not be taking NSFW requests from minors nor will be taking chances with people who do not have an age written

Please only give me ONE request at a time. It helps me be able to focus on it instead of me stressing about a pile in the corner

Please be kind and respectful when talking to me and others on this blog. This is a positive only zone, and I will not tolerate any negativity

If you are following up on a request, please don’t message me 24/7. I have a life just as much as everyone else, and it’ll stress me out to the point I won’t be able to finish it :(

Respect my boundaries. If I say no to something, it’s not because I want to be mean. I’m either not comfortable or just don’t want to write what you requested

Please follow the rules, plain and simple

Thank you for reading, and if you have any questions feel free to message me!

#read rules before interacting #fanfic rules #fanfic #rules

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My Fanfic FAQ’s

Hello there, and welcome to my fanfic frequently asked questions! Here you will learn more about what will be within my blog and what exactly I do. If you have any questions, feel free to message me, or continue onto my Rules and Fanfic Request page! Now let’s get started shall we?

What kind of fanfics do you write?

I’ve written both oneshots as well as chaptered works for my fanfictions. I can also write various headcannons and imagines. There are many characters that I can write for, and can include themes such as romance, drama, angst, fluff, smut, etc.

What are the characters and fandoms you write for?

Many of the fandoms I do are from video games and anime, but I do have an exception for a certain Marvel character! The types of fandoms I do and the characters I write for are listed below:

>> My Hero Academia - Class 1-A Males ex. Mineta, Shinsou, Tamaki, Mirio, Most Male Pro Heros, Dabi, Shigaraki

>> Dragon Ball Z - Goku, Vegeta, Gogeta, Vegito, Gohan, Trunks

>> Left 4 Dead 2 - Nick, Ellis, Francis

>> Team Fortress 2 - All Mercenaries

>> Detroit Become Human - Connor, Markus, Simon

>> Apex Legends - Bloodhound, Mirage, Octane, Crypto, Revenant, Fuse

>> Avengers/Loki Series - Loki

>> Dead By Daylight/Slashers - Micheal Myers, Ghostface, Jason Voorhees

>> COD MWll - Simon “Ghost” Riley, Alejandro Vargas, Johnny “Soap” MacTavish, König

>> Avatar (2009) and The Way of Water - Jake Sully, Lo’ak Sully, Neteyem Sully, Quaritch

>> The Texas Chainsaw Massacre Game - Johnny Slaughter

Please keep in mind that the characters listed are the ones I usually write for on my own. If you have any suggestions or characters you would like to request, feel free to ask me and I’ll try my best to fulfill your request!

What are the pairings you do in fanfiction?

I am preferably more comfortable doing Female x Male or Male x Male pairings. I can also do Non-Binary pairings as well. Doing Female x Female pairings aren’t my strong suit, so I don’t write those. If I do, they are usually only fluff, no smut.

Are there things you don’t write?

Absolutely, there are a few things I’m just not comfortable writing for multiple reasons. These include:

>> Incest

>> Pedophilia

>> Self-harm

>> NSFW content that’s feet related

Are requests currently open?

They are! || Requests are currently open! || You can find whether requests are open here, in my tumblr bio, or in my Rules and Fanfic Request page.

How can I send in a fanfic request?

Simple! If fics are open to request, you can send me a private message or an ask! Just remember to read the request page first!

If you have any other questions for me, just let me know! I’ll do my best to answer you as quickly as possible! Thank you guys for reading!

#my hero academia #mha fandom #dragon ball z #dbz fandom #left 4 dead #left 4 dead 2 #team fortress 2 #tf2 fandom #detroid become human #dbh fandom #apex legends #apex legends fanfic #loki #loki fandom

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Paper Plane

Pairing: College Student!Bakugou x College Student!Reader

Requested: No :3

Warnings: Profanity, Bakugou being Bakugou, College AU

Overview: Y/n is a little stressed out about college, but what happens when a little plane flies into her life?

The amount of work that you had today was beyond ridiculous, and the fact that they had the audacity to give the students homework over the weekend. All of this just to become a pro hero and eventually own an agency one day. It was overwhelmingly stressful.

“You’re stressing out too much Y/n.” Momo spoke across from you. She rested her elbow on the table, while her head laid in her hand for support. “I must admit that the professors are giving us a lot of work, though you should take a break. Go for a walk or do something you like to do for a bit.”

“I’ll consider it.” You said with a hesitant nod.

Momo smiles and opened her mouth to say something, though it was interrupted by a sudden buzzing in her pocket. The brunette pulls her phone out and to her ear, briefly saying a few words before hanging up on the caller. “Sorry I have to go. Promise me you won’t work yourself out?”

You nodded your head, giving the okay for your classmate to leave. You watched her as she did, before grabbing all your scattered papers on the table and putting them in a pile. Pencils, pens, and highlighters back in it’s rightful pouch, as well as notebooks in your backpack. You had just about finished putting all of your belongings in your bag when you felt something hit the back of your head. Of course you muttered a “hey” while turning around, seeing a paper airplane on the ground. You picked it up and looked at the writing on the top.

“Open me.” You spoke to yourself out loud, looking up from the paper airplane to scan your surroundings. All of the people that were nearby were either working on computers or reading, nothing suspicious or out of place. You huffed out of your nose, looking back down at the paper plane and opening it like it said. Inside had a little message, which you read mentally:

Knock on my door

And I’ll show you the world.

To the prettiest girl I know,

So stubborn yet so sweet,

Using that smile to soften me.

Know you don’t have to look far,

If you ever need me.

You could feel your cheeks start to heat up, not only that but your heart started to race while you read it. Who could have this been from? Their words had you flustered yet happy. Picking up your backpack and swinging it over your shoulders, you carry the paper plane out of the library with you. Pushing the door open you see a familiar face as you walk out.

“Hey Y/n!” Greets Izuku, who looks like to be waiting for someone outside the library.

“Heya Midoriya, how’ve you been?” You greeted him back.

The young adult scratched the back of his forehead, his eyes closing as he said, “Well considering that the professors are bombarding us with work, I’m a little far behind.”

“You can say that again.” You sighed.

When Midoriya opened his eyes, he pointed at the paper plane that was in your hand. “That’s a pretty neat plane, did you try it out yet?” You shook your head no, and decided to explain the reason behind the paper plane. How it hit you in the back of the head and showed him what it said inside. Izuku just giggled and pointed back at the paper object. “Looks like you have a secret admirer Y/n.”

This made you blush a soft tint of pink, a subtle squeak coming from you subconsciously. “Well, that would be interesting. I haven’t had someone like me in a long time…” You rubbed the back of your head.

“What’re you two nerds talking about?”

Both you and Izuku jumped at the sudden voice that came up from behind you, since your backs were facing the library entrance. Bakugou, who was the one standing merely inches behind the both of you huffed, looking over your shoulder at the paper plane that you were holding.

“Oh hey Kacchan, what took you so long?” Izuku asked turning to face the Ash blonde.

The taller male had grunted, his attention turning to his childhood friend. “I already told you, I had to use the damn bathroom. The one on the first floor was getting cleaned so they made me go to the one on the second.” He responded. His ruby red orbs scrolled over to you, tilting his head up slightly like he was getting a better look at your face. “And I see you found some company when I was away.”

“Well I just came out here not too long ago,” You began explaining to Bakugou. “I was just leaving when someone hit me with this paper plane. There’s a message inside but I don’t know who it’s from. Midoriya said it was like a secret admirer.”

Bakugou’s lips lifted into a smirk, “What is this middle school? People are still doing that shit?”

Your eyes lowered into a half of a glare, crossing your arms at him and his comment. “It was very sweet you know. Even if I don’t know who it is at least their putting in the effort.”

Bakugou huffed in amusement, “So defensive, not like I care about that stupid love note.”

You grunted, but before you could say anything else Izuku had stepped in. “So are you doing anything right now? We were just about to go to the ramen shop a little ways away from here.”

We? You looked at Bakugou for a moment and then at Midoriya. “You guys are hanging out again?”

“It’s not a regular thing,” Bakugou scoffed. “I had nothing to do besides those goddamn assignments and I needed a break.”

Izuku nodded his head in agreement, “Plus we were hungry.”

A smile came over your face and you tilted your head to the side. “Are you inviting me?” You asked, which caused Midoriya to nod his head and Bakugou to grunt.

You agreed to come with them, but since they were leaving right now you didn’t exactly have time to go and put your backpack away. Though you didn’t mind at the moment, you knew that it was gonna get heavy from all the shit that was in there. Currently you, Bakugou, and Midoriya were walking through campus to the exit. It wasn’t long before you and the green haired male started chatting away, and the blonde butting himself in at times. Their chemistry was something else. The fact that they are willing to hang out with each other now is amazing.

You didn’t hear Midoriya get pulled aside by a familiar friend, due to the fact that you were looking at the paper plane in your hand. You kept reading the message over and over, trying to figure out if there was a meaning behind it…or if it was just a simple “I like you.” If there was nothing behind it, would this person send another one? And if not then would you have to figure it out? It was all so confusing, but so interesting. What if this person was rude and disrespectful? Or maybe they were nice and thoughtful. Or maybe-

Your foot had caught onto something, making you start to fall forward. Your body was about halfway towards the ground before something stopped you, the paper plane in your hands falling onto the sidewalk. You sigh in relief, turning to look and see who saved your ass from colliding with the ground.

“You were so focused on that piece of paper that you tripped over yourself.” The ash blonde looked down at you with half lidded eyes. He was holding you by your backpack, which he used to lift you back to your feet. “Idiot. You should pay more attention to your surroundings instead of looking at that piece of shit love letter.”

“It’s not a love letter!” You scolded him, adjusting your backpack. “Thank you though.”

Bakugou grunted and bent down to grab the paper plane. He lifted himself up and looked at the object, and you could see he was trying not to crush it in any way. “Have you figured out who it was from yet?” You shook your head “no” as a response. Your eyes watched as the young student handed it back to you. “If you can’t figure out what’s behind it, find out what’s in it. Not only that but the fucker doesn’t even know how to write a good one.”

Your eyes look at the paper plane, a small smile coming over your face. “I thought this was just a stupid love note, yet you’re trying to help me figure it out.” Your fingers slid along the bottom of the plane as you took it from Bakugou.

“Considering you became clumsy and almost fell on the ground…” His voice became soft, almost like a mumble. You noticed this right away as your own eyes met with his. Simply he just huffed and looked away, shoving his hands in his pockets.

You giggled, only to realize that one person was missing from the group. When you were about to ask, he came over in a heartbeat. “Sorry about that! I ran into Uraraka and she had to give me my notebook back.”

“Are you ready to leave now?” You asked him, getting a “yes” as a response.

Finally you all had left campus, and eventually made it to the ramen shop. All three of you had a blast, Bakugou being Bakugou and secretly keeping it to himself. It wasn’t long before it started to get late, and the three of you had to head back to get to your dorm rooms. All of you were on the second floor, so it was no problem for the boys to walk you to your room.

“I had a great time guys, and thanks for the food.” You had looked at Bakugou due to the fact that he paid for everyone. “Are you guys doing anything tomorrow?”

“Probably homework. Maybe we can meet up at the library before lunch?” Midoriya suggested.

“I don’t care, as long as I can get my work done without you losers bugging me for answers.” Bakugou, with his arms crossed below his chest said looking away.

“Alright, how about 10? I’ll meet you guys then.”

You and Bakugou both nodded, Midoriya sending his goodbyes before heading to his room. The blonde headed male had grunted, before turning to head to his room. “No goodbye?” You say loud enough for the whole hallway to hear. It caused the young adult to cringe, but wave to you as he made it to his room. “So stubborn yet-“ You paused, looking down at the paper plane. At that moment you opened it, reading it over.

K nock on my door

A nd I’ll show you the world.

T o the prettiest girl I know,

S o stubborn yet so sweet,

U sing that smile to soften me.

K now you don’t have to look far,

I f you ever need me.

You look up and down the hallway in that instant, seeing the male standing in his doorway. He was staring at you, and with a smirk he knocked on his doorframe. You blushed, watching him as he went inside and the door closing.

“Katsuki…”

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Kirishima Headcannon

A/N: So I had a Kirishima headcannon that got accidentally deleted but luckily I still remember it! Hopefully the person who requested it finds this eventually.

Pairing: Kirishima x Male S/O

Requested: Yes :D

Warnings: Fluffy

Summary: S/O has a quirk similar to Octane from Apex Legends. This is how their life would be dating Eijirou. All characters are aged up!!

KIRISHIMA was always a sweet and caring person, not only that but he treats his one and only like a King. The redhead doesn’t exactly “spoil” you, but he spoils you, especially with love and pure affection. He doesn’t care what others think about his relationship, because he is happy with you and only you.

PDA. He loves to show you off. Physically that is. Holding hands, hugging, kissing, you name it. When it comes to his words, the things he say in public is the basic “I love you’s” and compliments. The real passionate stuff is kept for when you both are alone, so the moment is sealed and lasts longer.

His friends always tease the both of you, especially when it comes to PDA. His best friend Bakugou always calls you a crackhead, which makes you laugh but Kirishima secretly hates that nickname. He knows Bakugou is only joking but he can’t help it.

Jealousy is a thing for Eijirou Kirishima, even though he doesn’t verbally show it. He knows that you wouldn’t do anything to hurt him and in the same sense leave, but it’s something he can’t help but control. You can tell from his face when he’s jealous. Sometimes he hardens up subconsciously, but even then you can tell from the death stare he gives the men that talk to you. Though you reassure him he still finds a way to stay happy…with a hint of jealousy patting the back of his head.

Eijirou is a big fan of your quirk, he thinks it’s pretty freaking awesome! Not only that, but your quirk works out of adrenaline. So because of that you run super fast…and you’re very energetic. Bouncing off the walls is an understatement. He doesn’t mind at all when you’re hyper, but sometimes it comes to the point where he has to tire you out just to put you to bed.

You’re definitely the little spoon when it comes to cuddles, but Eijirou doesn’t mind trading places. He likes when you hold him closely just as you do him. Despite your very energetic behavior he also doesn’t mind your constant discomfort of staying in one spot. So when you move around to get comfortable every five minutes, he just simply lifts his arms so you could do so.

Eijirou is not a picky when it comes to sleeping. If you want to sleep alone that’s okay. If you want to cuddle asleep that’s okay too. He respects your decision either way. He understands the countless nights that you can’t sleep due to your quirk, and the constant insomnia. He can sleep with the TV on if he knows that it’ll keep you entertained because you can’t fall asleep yourself. Sometimes he’ll even stay up with you, either until he passes out or a couple cups of coffee keeps him awake.

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