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coffee-colored-hopeless-romantic · 11 months

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If you could, could you write a fic about Octane and (fem or gn) reader going to an arcade where he wins the reader a plushie from a claw machine then later proceeds to fuck her whilst she holds the plushie?

Sorry if this is too much. Feel free to ignore if you don't want to do it 💚

OOoOoOo naughty naughty… I love it 😈

I’m still not super experienced with writing smut so I’m sorry if it’s not what you wanted!

Warnings: smut obviously, swearing

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Hermosa - Beautiful

Mi Vida - my life

Princesa - Princess

también te amo - I love you too

Dating Octavio Silva is incredible. He’s never boring to say the least and he always takes you out on the best dates. This time it was another time at an arcade, a common date for the two of you but that didn’t make it less fun. You two played most of the night laughing and racking up those digital tickets to trade in later. You guys didn’t get to always go out, him being busy with the games and you not being a legend, so any time you guys could go out and do something you did. It was very rare that you stayed in and relaxed, which was perfectly fine for Octavio. After winning countless games and grand prizes you look over at your green haired lover and smiled. “Taaavi~” immediately his eyebrow quirked and he looked over at you, “yes, Princesa?” You looked at him and gestured over to the crane games, “think you could win me a prize to take home?” You gave him a playful pout and he laughed. “Just one?! I’d win you all of them!” He said confidently as he rushed over to the machines. “No!! Pick just one! The best one!” You laugh as you attempt to catch up to the speed demon. He groaned hearing you say you only wanted one, so now he was looking in each and every machine they had in this damn arcade finding you one.

After a few minutes of quickly looking he found one. It was a big soft bunny plush with extra long ears. He looked at you for approval and he got to work, it was a heavy one so it took a few turns to get it to grab right and lift it to the winning slot. Hearing the plop of it on the bottom he pulled your new buddy out and held it high. “Haha! I’m the best!” He announced, not that you could disagree. Octavio held the plush out of your reach and he looked at you. “What do we say hermosa~?” He asked with a purr in his voice. You blush and roll your eyes. “Thank you, Baby.” You cup one of his cheeks and place a sweet kiss on the other. You felt his smile grow, man did he adore you. You decided to be playful and leave a kiss on his neck before you pulled away, he gave you a smirk and you knew all too well. Looks like you were gonna show just how thankful you were when you got home.

Octavio in a playful rush to get going now was getting (more) restless. He grabbed your hand and asked “Ready to get out of here?” He wiggled his eyebrows and winked to really lay the message on thick. You laughed a bit and nodded. With that you two quickly made you way back to your place. It wasn’t immediately to sex, you two had some snacks or dinner and cleaned up for the evening, getting ready for bed. With the occasional tease from Octavio saying you were taking too long to get ready for bed. You had already placed your new bunny friend onto the bed, Octavio waiting for you with it in his hand.

When you walked in you saw Octavio shirtless, holding the bunny. He looked up at you with those eyes of his and he gestured for you to come close. “C’mere babygirl.” You felt the heat already rising in your core, when he wanted to he could get you going without even touching you. The mixture of not seeing him often and the fact he was so good in bed that got you excited. He bit his lip and his eyes are you up from head to toe. “Get undressed.” Without hesitation you strip, giving him a little show as you did so, soon enough you were in front of him with nothing on your body. You heard him growl lowly as he himself was getting excited just from the sight of you. He loved your body, the way it looked. Your imperfections that made you, you. Drove the man wild.

He grabbed your hip and tugged you close smashing his lips into yours, you immediately wrapping your arms around him and tangling your hands into his hair. It got hot quick, body temperature rising and the heavy breaths to accompany it. He flipped the two of you over, laying you down onto the bed. He kissed down your jaw and onto your neck, finding you special spots that drove you crazy, your soft moans and breathing telling him that he was nailing it. As he made his way down your body, leaving a trail of kisses and marks here and there, his hands beat him to his destination, touching your almost dripping core. He chuckled lowly, sounding almost victorious on how much he effected you. “My God you’re so wet for me, princesa. He spoke against your skin. His fingers slid inside you, massaging your walls and sending pleasure through every inch of your body. Moans escaped your lips and your breath hitched when you felt him speed up. We all know Octane has fat legs, that wasn’t the only thing that was incredibly fast. His fingers were much faster and he loved proving that to you.

With his fingers not even going full speed you felt your climax coming quickly and you felt it shot through your body as he finger fucked your through your first hard orgasm. He only added his tongue after you were over that hill, not letting up on his pace. It was so much but you both had a love for overstimulation. You moaned through it and you instinctually went to grab something to muffle your lewd noises, you grabbed the bunny he just won you. You hugged it close and moaned into it’s fur. It didn’t take long for you to get to a second, leaving a mess on his tongue and fingers. He pulled away, a trail of cum connected from his lips to you. He wiped his mouth and smirked seeing how dazed you already were.

He finally undressed himself, revealing his hard, leaking dick “You ready for me?” It was mostly telling you he was about to get started for real but wanted to warn you.

You felt your wrists get grabbed and pulled you up, he grabbed that bunny from your hands. “Wrists together now.” He commanded and you look at him confused, complying. He took the bunny’s ears and tied your hands together. Making you hold it close. He pushed you back down to the bed and lifted your legs, inserting himself in slowly, a pleasured groan leaving his throat. “Fuck…” He breathed out, clutching your thighs as you wrapped around him, ready for the ride about to come. After a couple of slow thrust the man didn’t take long to go an insane pace. It was like he was a machine with just how fast he could go, yes his legs helped but from you could tell, Octavio was always this way, just had a little boost now.

Pornographic sounds being absorbed by the walls from the both of you, the new bunny friend getting the best seat in the house, your moans being muddled still by its fur, biting onto its arms or head to help with the intense pleasure being given to you. Nails most definitely being clawed into the poor thing. Octavio was getting drunk off the sight of this alone, the prize he had won you not even an hour ago was being used to hide your filthy noises paired with your eyes rolling back from what he was doing to your soaked pussy. It got him so excited, he didn’t need his stun to get an extra boost of speed, that image was plenty. With this new pace you couldn’t keep still, your body was moving on its own to back away from the overwhelming pleasure building up within you. The tip of his dick kissing your cervix at such a rapid pace would be the death of you.

“T-Tavi-!! I-I.. I’m gonna-!” You could hardly get words to properly form, he kept this pace up, grunting and groaning as he saw your body be filled with euphoria as you had yet another orgasm, cumming hard. It was so much that you squirted, you didn’t know you could do that. Making a mess all over his dick he kept pace, riding this orgasm out with you. “Shit- yeah I’m gonna cum baby, you feel so fuckin good.” He had a trail of curses in Spanish as he finally reached his climax, pulling out of you and making a mess all over your body just to return the favor you gave him.

Both of you panting, getting air back into your lungs seemed to be a chore currently but it was so worth it. You felt high, you hadn’t ever felt that good before. This feeling was addicting, “oh my god Tavi… that was…” you said between breaths. “Fucking awesome?!” He plopped beside you and laughed. “That was amazing Mi Vida, I didn’t think you could make that big of a mess.” He chuckled and he looked over at you and then to the bunny, untying your hands. “Whenever you look at that guy I want you to remember this~ just so you can miss me more.” He winked and you blushed a bit because that’s exactly what you would do. But only it wouldn’t just make you kiss him, you’re gonna crave him. You playfully hit the speedster and roll onto your side to face him, ignoring the obvious mess on the bedsheets.

“I love you Tavi.”

“también te amo, y/n”

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cyber-cry-baby · 8 months

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I started a slow burn romance (+smut) Revenant x fem reader fic!

Summary:

In the peaceful outskirts of the city, your life follows a straightforward pattern: working at a café during the day and enjoying evenings with your friends. Everything feels calm, except for the ongoing annoyance caused by your unbearable boss and your troublesome ex-boyfriend.

However, your life takes an unexpected turn when you come face to face with a murderous simulacrum. This encounter shatters the monotony of your daily routine and sparks a curiosity within you that you never thought possible.

-> start reading here <-

#apex legends #apex fanfic #apex smut #revenant #apex legends revenant #revenant x reader #revenant x you #revenant smut #apex ao3 #fanfiction

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r-ando-m-w-rite-r · 1 year

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Greedy Thoughts

-Tada.

-3591 words (longest yet)

-Hope you enjoyed this, I know the ending was a little cheesy, but I really tried and hopefully the next chapter will be more engaging and less sloppy.

-I wanted to give a shoutout to @revenants-queen26 and @deadbydaylightaddict because these two were the ones to encourage me with writing more about a prompt that I didn’t even completely like at first. Thanks for the support, guys! :D

-Lmao I’m srry I forgot to @ you guys in the beginning, I guess I just wanted to get this post out there ;D

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You landed on the ground with a thud. The sun bore down on you, making you perspire already. You looked to your left and there sat a supply bin, so you quickly ran over, opening it up. Just what you needed, a Prowler and shield cells. There was also a blue evo, which you greedily snatched. Good start to the game.

“Energy ammo here.” Octane said, pinging the small green box. He was outside of a house nearby looting a supply bin as well. You were only a few feet away.

“I need that.” Revenant growled, quickly appearing from the roof and jumping down. Upon impact, the ground rumbled a little as he grabbed at the ammo. “Don’t expect me to thank you.”

“Wasn’t planning on it, demonio-” Octane muttered under his breath but quickly stopped when he saw Revenant’s pure look of disgust on his face.

“How much time have you been spending with that bitch Loba?” he growled, taking a menacing step in the now worried-looking Legend’s direction. It seemed as if he hadn’t let go of what the kid had done to you the night before yet. Octane threw his hands up in an apologetic manner.

“Ay chico, sorry! Just a slip of the tongue!” he cried out. Revenant just snorted furiously before turning around and walking off in the direction of the nearest point of interest. Gunshots could be heard from that area, echoing off the rolling green hills of Olympus. How was he already done looting?

Not wanting to get on his bad side, even though you weren’t sure if you already had from the second collision this morning, you briskly jogged after him. The loot wasn’t worth him having a grudge on you all game. You decided to walk in his shadow, making sure to keep a little distance as to avoid any more accidents. You stared at the back of his head; the sudden urge to walk beside him hit you like a wave. For some internal reason, you wanted to see his face so badly, and you didn’t even know why. Suddenly, you felt needy and began to crave for his attention. What if you just touched him ever so slightly…

You shook your head, no, of course not. What was wrong with you? Behind you, you heard Octane blurt out, “But I want to loot!” When neither of his teammates stopped, however, he just sighed loudly and followed a distance behind.

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There were people in the tall skyscraper in front of you, you were sure of it. Not only were there extremely loud footsteps, but there were also the occasional rounds of gunshots before quietness filled the space once more. Octane was quickly sneaking around the building, grabbing loot as he went. You briskly followed after Revenant, who was deathly quiet and heading for the open set of doors located at the front of the building. He obviously didn’t approve of his other teammate wandering off, but he seemed content enough having you as back up. Or a shield. You quickly gulped down your worries. No, he wouldn’t do that to you, would he? He paused, and you had to quickly stop yourself before you ran into him again. ‘Head in the game’ you told yourself. ‘this isn’t the time to get lost in thought.’

A few seconds passed and he didn’t move. What was he doing? But just as you had begun to open your mouth, gunshots rang from a few floors up, and Revenant burst into the lobby area. You followed in a flurry behind him as he began marching up the stairs. You realized the other teams were engaged in battle at the moment, so they most likely wouldn’t hear the third party. Smart. Octane was still wandering around outside, though, which made you frown.

By the time you two had made it to the second floor, you were struggling to get past all the deathboxes, which littered the ground. It began to stink of blood and sweat, making you slightly nauseous. Nothing you hadn’t experienced before, though. “What a massacre..” Revenant muttered, taking it all in with his LEDs. “I love it.” His words sent chills down your spine, making you feel both uncomfortable and safe at the same time. Was that possible?

You guys were definitely closer to the fighting now; the ceiling was shaking from pounding footsteps and things being thrown around, and the lights were rattling and flickering on and off. Shouts were heard as well, making you nervous. “Crouch and be silent.” Revenant suddenly demanded as he fell to the ground and continued up the stairs, now crawling. You obeyed, staying quiet and copying likewise. He reached the top of the stairwell, slowly inching his head up to peer into the next floor. The fighting was near, but still slightly muffled, and you didn’t know what to expect next. Was someone going to blow his head off? You held your breath, but when he indicated to continue, you exhaled with relief and continued after him.

You emerged on the third floor and gasped ever so slightly at what you saw. There were deathboxes everywhere. Blood stains coated the walls, half-destroyed defenses were left to waste. Everything stank like death and destruction. The fighting was still happening, but it was all down a different side hallway that you noticed a little ways down the corridor. There was a miniature gap in the wall that led down an even smaller corridor before reaching a pair of doors. You tilted your head and were able to make out blurred movements through the humidified glass. You watched as Revenant carefully stepped over a deathbox, huddling up against the edge of the wall that led down the corridor and to those same doors.

Suddenly, the doors bursted open, and you were expecting the worst, but no one emerged. Instead, the fighting just became louder. You gasped, hurrying to get over to where Revenant was, but stumbled over the deathbox obstructing your path. You fell forward, landing right in front of the view of the doors. You watched as someone darted across from behind the doors as Mad Maggie followed, her Havoc spitting in their direction.

She cursed, looking in your direction. At first she hadn’t recognized you as human, probably assuming you were a deathbox, and looked away. But after a shocked double-take, she growled, pointing her gun at your head. You yelped as everything happened at once. Hands pulled you back as shots were taken, and you watched as they embroided the rug where you had just been. It took you a second to realize where you were, but as you looked down, your face grew hot. A metal claw held your side, keeping you pressed up against the simulacrum’s body. His legs stretched out on either side of you, indicating he was now in a sitting position.

His other hand produced his tactical, which you watched him chuck at the door. You heard Mad Maggie screech as it hit her, and the doors abruptly shut as the fighting continued. After a second, Revenant growled down at you. “You need to be more careful skinsuit, or you’re going to end up like all the others.” He indicated at the deathboxes surrounding you both, and you gulped deeply.

There was a moment of silence. You felt his artificial lungs and heart as they did their work, pumping things through his body to keep him going. The temptation was becoming too overwhelming. You looked up. He was staring right back down at you, his LEDs wavering slightly. Seconds, which felt like minutes, passed by as you stared into each other's eyes, and it felt as if time itself seemed to slow and come to a halt. You felt the beating of his heart speed up slightly, and you couldn’t help but blush a little.

You felt his metallic fingers run across your cheek as he gently stroked. Yes, that was what you had been longing for. You sighed into his fingers, closing your eyes and resting your head on his chest. He cupped the side of your face, his claws drawing circles near your hairline. He was enjoying himself as much as you were. His rubbing pace sped up and then slowed again, then repeated. He was playing with you. You purred ever so slightly, causing him to pause before continuing, this time his claws pressing harder into your skin, but not so hard to where it hurt.

You twitched. He reacted by beginning to toy a little with your hair with his free hand. Wrapping your strands around his finger and then unwinding them before repeating. After a few moments of this, he began itching your scalp with his long, sharp fingers. He was overstimulating you mentally and physically, and, to your embarrassment, you let a little moan escape your mouth, to which he responded with eagerness to continue pleasing you. So relaxing-

“Amigos! I found you!” Octane shouted out as he emerged from the stairwell. You jumped and Revenant quickly withdrew his hands. You snapped back to reality as Revenant began growling angrily, and you realized that you no longer heard gunshots. In fact, it had been almost completely quiet for awhile now that you had thought about it.

“You idiot!” Revenant whisper-yelled, but it was too late. The door to your right burst open, and out emerged a team. Revenant was up in a second, both throwing his recharged tactical at the enemies and shoving you back with his free hand. His silencer caught them off guard, giving him time to pull out his gun. Within a second, shots began to fire.

Yelping, you darted past Octane and down the stairs as he rushed in to assist Revenant in battle. You felt bad for not helping, but then again, what were you going to do at the moment? You had to regain yourself. And plus, Revenant had pushed you back, wasn’t that a sign to get the hell out of there? You tucked yourself away in a corner, pulling out your gun. You had to get the battle down here, where there was more room to fight.

As if your request was answered, Octane suddenly retreated, pulling out a shield cell and charging himself with it. “Octane!” you called out. He looked over at you. Good, you had his attention. “Go up behind the team and try getting them down a level.” He cocked his head in obvious confusion but shrugged.

“We have nothing else to lose chica, so sure.” he said, stimming and running past you. He was smart; he was going to use the zipline, which would bring him up behind the enemies. Revenant appeared after a moment, using a Phoenix kit and cursing. Gibraltar stumbled down the stairs after him, shield in hand, but you had the advantage since he hadn’t seen you yet. Aiming, you sprayed your Prowler, catching his side completely and downing him.

“That’s one.” Revenant growled out. Was that approval you heard in his voice? Or pride? Nonetheless, the enemy team abruptly spilled out the stairwell. Horizon used her tactical to fly off the side of the balcony, which opened up on the floor, with both Gibraltar, herself and-

You felt chills run down your spine as Ash turned back for a split second to lock eyes with you. Her LEDs bore holes into your eyes, making you squirm on the spot. But in a moment, they were gone, and you were able to breathe slightly normal again. Revenant must have not noticed, because he set up his totem, saying, “C’mon.” without a further word and chasing after the escaping team, his body now morphed with black smoke. Octane sprinted down the stairs a second later, drawing your attention to his glowing green body. He had definitely loaded up on stim.

“Sorry it took so long, chica, I had to grab a better shield from one of those deathboxes.” he said, winking. “Couldn’t pass that offer.” You rolled your eyes as he touched the totem, sprinting after Revenant with the same haunting look the ultimate had given to both of your teammates. Gunshots could be heard below, and you sighed, standing up on wobbly legs. You slowly made your way over to the totem, but a whooshing sound interrupted your walking, making you turn around.

Before you could even process what was happening, you had been pinned to the ground by Ash, who smirked at your now-panicked expression. Her metal legs pinned down yours, and her sword was pressed menacingly against your neck. She quickly whacked your gun out of your hands, which were both free but couldn’t do anything to save you at this moment. “Ah, it seems the prey has finally been captured by the predator.” she said in a prideful voice, despite her monotone expression.

“What do you want from me?” you muttered through semi-clenched teeth. You tried to sound menacing, but you still believed the simulacrum could sense your inner fear. Her expression had been proud, but it quickly contorted into annoyance.

“What do I want from you?” she scorned down at you, her LEDs quivering angrily. “I want you to stay away from that murderbot you seem so attached to.” So it was about Revenant! Why though? Did she secretly like him or something? You obviously didn’t want to interfere with that. But as you thought to yourself, did you really? Or did you want Revenant for yourself?

“But I-” you tried to explain, but Ash just pressed the blade down harder, producing a line of pain that burned your neck. You had to be bleeding.

“No ‘buts’, I’m giving you a heeding before I really do make you wish you had never even spoken to that simulacrum.” she spat. “As for now, I will punish you. A quick and painless death is far less than what you deserve, but since I’m in a merciful mood, I’ll do you this favor.” Her eyes glowed with fire it seemed as she spoke, and you just prayed that if she was going to do it, it would just be over quickly. “Now, hold still.”

She stood up, and even though she had told you otherwise, you tried to scramble towards your gun. It was no use though. She pressed her rod for a foot onto your chest with surprising force, pushing you back onto the ground and knocking the air out of you. You grimaced on impact as something internally snapped and produced a load of pain. As she aimed her blade for your neck, you just closed your eyes in defeat. It wasn’t worth watching anyways. On the plus side, at least once you died, you would be able to rest for the remainder of the day…in the infirmary where they would take care of your once-decapitated form. You frowned, but thus was the life of a Legend.

A moment passed, and then there was a grunt and a loud thud that shook the floor beneath you. Your eyes flew open as the pressure on your chest was suddenly removed. You quickly sat up, hunching over slightly and holding your neck, which was not bleeding fatally but was still wounded. Revenant was in front of you, looming over Ash’s crumpled state on the floor. You had zoned out slightly, so you took a moment to regain yourself before catching what he was saying to her. “-and if you ever touch her again, you’re gonna wish you were never given a second chance at life.” you heard Revenant say before grabbing her and throwing her into the wall to his right. She hit it with a thud, and as she slid to the floor, some of the wall’s plaster came off with her.

You winced; wasn’t that a little harsh? But then again, she had just threatened you with death. You watched as Revenant grabbed his gun, aiming it at her head. You didn’t want to watch, but you couldn’t help but notice as Ash lifted her head to look at you, her LEDs boring into your soul. It was such a look filled with loathing and maliciousness that you had to look away. The echo of the gunshot filled the room as Revenant finished her, and the sound of her deathbox hitting the floor made you shiver.

A few seconds of silence passed, but you broke it with your sudden coughing fit. Blood dribbled from your mouth; great, now you were internally bleeding somehow. You listened as Revenant walked over briskly, kneeling down in front of you. His frame was humongous compared to yours, but he still somehow managed to get his face inches from yours. He quickly scanned over you before muttering, “I’ll kill her over and over again for this.”

Your breathing became slightly labored; she probably broke a rib or two. However, you thought back to what she had said to you, how she wanted you to stay away from Revenant. Doing what she did definitely didn’t tilt her scales in his favor, and plus, you didn’t even know if he liked Ash to begin with. Then again, you weren’t all up in the daily gossip and reports about the Apex Legends, so you wouldn’t know.

You two stayed there hunched over on the floor for what seemed like an hour before Revenant stood up. “I know it hurts but the ring is closing and I have to get this idiot back in the game before it’s too late.” Revenant said in a quiet voice, growling at the end. You noticed the little banner icon poking out of his hand, which he stuffed somewhere behind him.

You attempted to stand, but the pain in your side swelled up and shocked you, sending you back to the floor as you cried out. Revenant stared down at you, and you couldn’t tell if he was worried or disappointed. Nevertheless, you didn’t care to check. The pain was slowly making its way around your middle section, affecting everything it touched.

You groaned, waving at the simulacrum. “Go.” you muttered, gripping your side. “I-I can’t walk.” You knew the consequences of staying. You would burn to a crisp outside the ring, but you didn’t care. The suicide sounded better than the suffering you were currently going through. At this point, it felt like your broken rib was stabbing one of your lungs or something, which it probably was. Now that the adrenaline had just about worn off, all the pain was hitting you at once.

Revenant didn’t say anything for a few seconds, he just seemed to be thinking. But after a moment he leaned down towards you. You were confused until his arms gently wrapped around you, picking you up. You hissed in pain as your side bopped his chest, but otherwise his hold on you was semi-comfortable. He was practically cradling you, one hand holding your shoulder and balancing you, the other gripping your, well, butt. You felt your cheeks flush a little at this thought, but the pain washed over you, making your face pale again.

When he didn’t move, you looked up at him. He was staring at you, like he had been the night before, a mix of emotions filtering through his LEDs. As much as you would’ve loved this any other time, the pain was continuing to increase, and you broke eye contact as your side throbbed once more. Without a sound, Revenant began down the flight of stairs, careful not to let you move in case the pain would increase. Out the doors of the building he went, leaving the closing ring behind, leaving the massacre behind, leaving their soon-to-be worst rival behind, where she would sit dead until after the game.

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Despite the burden you had now become, Revenant had to completely control himself from acting out. He was so tempted to thrust his face into yours, to smell you, your contents, and to hear you. Just the sound of your heartbeat picking up from earlier gave him chills. And your ass, oh, how he wanted to squeeze it and make you react, just to get a noise from you. The way you had moaned earlier, he had replayed it over and over in his head. He wanted more of it. In fact, he wanted to hear all of it.

He could see it now, you underneath him, begging for mercy as he drove into you like a mad man deprived of sex. Oh, how he wanted to feel what it was like to be inside of you. Having your walls close around his length gave him sheer delight at the prospect. It was a goal, a want, a need. He wanted all of his senses filled only by you. Oh, how he craved you.

But he snapped out of his thoughts as you whimpered a little in his arms. He looked down to see you sleeping fervently, and it seemed as if you were in a nightmare, as you scowled and grabbed at his arm in your sleep. He nudged your head slightly with his, and if that had been the remedy to it all, you un-tensed and continued sleeping peacefully. How silly it was, the most deadliest and malicious Legend in the entire of the games carrying a vulnerable little sheep like you. He was the wolf, and instead of devouring you, he would claim you as his own.

No matter what, he would make you his.

#apex legends #apexlegendsfanfic #love #fluff #lil smut #revenant x reader #revenant #octane #gibby #horizon #mad maggie #ash #rivalry #chapter 3 #more soon #thx for reading

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gogotti · 2 months

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Gogotti's masterlist! 18+ ! If any link doesn't work please let me know!! Reblogs appreciated!!

Slashers ! Michael/AFAB!Reader - NSFW, Michael Myers in a relationship - Headcannon, Michael Myers w/ a smiley/happy s/o, The boogeyman gets sad too, Happy (late) B-day! Michael Myers/GN!Reader - NSFW, Michael Myers/GN! Reader - NSFW, Starving - Michael Myers/Reader - NSFW,

Apex Legends ! Interruption: A Caustic/Reader NSFW,BLOODHOUND/READER - NSFW Call Of Duty ! John “Soap” MacTavish/GN! Reader NSFW, Simon “Ghost” Riley/Reader NSFW, Watch_Dogs ! Marcus/Reader, Wrench/Josh/Reader - Headcannon, Raymond Kenny/ Fem!Reader - NSFW,

Resident Evil ! Lady D/GN!Reader- NSFW,

More to come, but I'm very lazy so they won't get added to the masterlist right away lmfao

#michael myers #rz michael myers #watch dogs #watchdogs #apex legends #apex caustic #apex bloodhound #marcus holloway #wrench wd2 #raymond kenny #josh sauchak #resident evil village #lady dimitrescu x reader #cod smut #call of duty

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xtrasoggyrat · 11 months

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𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖⚠︎︎ 𝐂𝐑𝐘𝐏𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒

*Honey=y/n, i just cant use y/n over and over

*black!reader but can be read as any race

⚠︎︎ MINORS DNI ⚠︎︎ MINORS DNI ⚠︎︎

crypto isnt typically affectionate but when it comes to intercourse it’s a whole different story.

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¿GENERAL？

Position wise crypto prefers doggy style, cowgirl, and reverse cowgirl

REASONS:

He likes gripping honeys hair while in doggy style

The views are always perfect

Honeys body is bodying

He really doesn’t care about positions(sometimes...), he just like pounding fr

Crypto absolutely adores it when Honey wears lingerie bc Honey has a thing with lingerie and sexy lace night gowns

He prefers mostly different greens and black lingerie and simple but intricate designs

As much as he prefers lingerie, he doesn't mind a simple bra and pantie match

Noise complaints not that often but when they are filed, it was bc of a long night with Honey and Crypto

They can be loud but some of the walls are thick depending on where they choose to do it

Honey prefers to do it mainly in the bedroom or the couch while crypto prefers his office mainly but doesnt mind the kitchen table or counter and the shower.

‼️LAZY SEXXX OVER EVERYTHING‼️

lazy sex after the games are over for the day or late night sleepy sex at 3 in the morning. O gawd

Lazy/sleepy sex=sensual cuddles,kisses, and rubs♥︎

SLEEPY CRYPTO 𖦹﹏𖦹

His deep and whispy voice bc he either just woke up or just got home and is sooo eepy~

Slow strokes and steamy sleepy makouts are 10x better if honey is wearing his shirt

Cuddle sex is the best remedy for all problems :)

~OTHER~

Crypto basically is only thinking about how Honey taste and feel the whole time he is “working“

He stays daydreaming about the different ways he pound honey and different scenarios of them having sex💕💕

Cockwarming whenever he asks. Like when hes hacking/coding, reading, or just bc he wants to

Hes a god at fingering, he has to make honey cum on his fingers at least once before he actually penetrates her

Creampies are a MUST⬇️

Crypto has a thing with cumming in honeys hole. Not that he wants kids, but he likes to see his cum spew out of her spent hole, just to push it back in just to hear honey whine about overstimulation.

He doesn’t mind being the bottom sometimes, he likes it when honey’s in control especially when she makes him beg and refuses to let him cum or push up into her while she rides him all slow like.

He doesn’t mind anal either way it goes but he does mind if he’s the one getting their ass ate

Strap????maybe????

He has a thing with honey wearing his clothes especially his jacket. It seems like just one jacket but it’s a whole collection of them. Seeing her in his clothes just makes this man deranged

Boobs and thighs man⬇️

SUFFOCATE THIS MAN WITH EITHER OR

THIS MAN EATS PUSSY LIKE A STARVING MAN. It’s a life or death situation for him frfr💀

Please sit on his face

Shower sex is a must at least once a week for him

The honey grips his back gets him going tbh

He is weak in the knees for honey when she pushes his head down into her core and grips his hair while he's eating her out especially when she praises him or even if she degrades him(he lives for her praise and appreciation)

Crypto and honey have had quickies before but crypto is not too fond of them

Sex is a average thing for them unless crypto is off to the games or just busy in general

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#crypto x reader #apex legends x reader #apex smut #apex crypto #tae joon park #tae joon x reader #apex fanfic #apex legends headcanons #crypto x y/n #crypto and honey #crypto x black!reader #LIVING DEAD GURL SERIES

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cryptonite-exe · 2 years

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this is for my fellow filo mirage stans

#apex legends #apex legends mirage #apex mirage #elliot witt #mirage #mirage x reader #mirage x reader fluff #mirage x reader smut #mirage smut #apex legends smut

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crochetotterblog · 1 year

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Masterlist

Video Games

MW2

Ghost

Soap

Captain Price

John Price x

Gaz

Kyle “Gaz” Garrick x

Alejandro Vargas

Alejandro Vargas x

Rudy

Rodolfo Parra x

Valeria Garza

Valeria Garza x Fem!Vargas Reader

Red Dead Redemption ii

Arthur Morgan

Arthur Morgan x

Charles Smith

Charles Smith x

John Marston

John Marston x

Lenny Summers

Lenny Summers x

Kierran Duffy

Kierran Duffy x

Javier Escuella

Javier Escuella x

Hosea Matthews

Hosea Matthews x

Sean Macguire

Sean Macguire x

Apex Legends

Wattson

Wattson x

Octane

Octane x

Mirage

Mirage x

Revenant

Revenant x

Crypto

Crypto x

Loba

Loba x

Bangalore

Bangalore x

Pathfinder

Pathfinder x

Valkyrie

Valkyrie x

Sally Face

Sal Fisher

Sal Fisher x

Larry Johnson

Larry Johnson x

Travis Phelps

Travis Phelps x

Ashley Campbell

Ashley Campbell x

At Dead of Night

Jimmy Hall

Jimmy x

Hugo Punch

Hugo x

TV Shows/Movies

Stranger Things

Eddie Munson

Our Little Secret: part1, part2, part3, part4 End

Who’s a good boy?: part1

A Wolf and his Sheep (working on this request slowly…i feel horrible not getting it out in time!)

Steve Harrington

Steve Harrington x

Billy Hargrove

You’re Mine

My California Girl: part1, part2

Robin Buckley

Robin Buckley x

One Piece

Roronoa Zoro

Zoro x

Monkey D. Luffy

Luffy x

Trafalgar D. Water Law

Law x

Portgas D. Ace

Ace x

Vinsmoke Sanji

Sanji x

Shanks

Shankes x

Venom

Eddie Brock x Venom

Our Parasites: part1, part2

Venom

Venom x

Eddie Brock

Eddie Brock x

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sxrenityy · 2 years

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got room for one more?

bloodhound x f! reader x fuse ♡ (NSFW)

❝Babe, pick a night to come out and play .If it's alright, what do you say? Merrier the more, triple fun that way.❞

Or Bloodhound is particularly ruthless on you in the Games today. So, you shamelessly flirt with Fuse to spite them.

It works, but not without punishment.

threesome (f/f/m), amab bloodhound, skull-fucking, spitroasting, vaginal fingering, choking, hair-pulling, come-swallowing, french kissing, multplie orgasms, semi-public sex, spanking

☆ ao3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/40718025

repost because my dumbass accidentally deleted this while i was tryna edit it 😭

Your lungs felt as though they were to explode as you ran through Fragment West, clutching your Alternator which only had twenty-five rounds left.

Today was “Duos-Day”, you had been paired with Lifeline, but she was long gone.

It was just you now, and for some godforsaken reason, Bloodhound was out for your head.

Perhaps it was due to you to shamelessly teasing them on the dropship, but you didn’t expect them to be this ruthless.

You had found yourself a comfortable little rat spot to heal up in the nearest building, counting the seconds as you heard a plethora of footsteps cascade around you.

You tried to listen to the heavy sound of Bloodhound’s boots. Being in the Games as long as you were, you’ve learned to differentiate most legend’s footsteps.

Revenant, Ash, Pathfinder, and Octane were the easiest as they all had robotic legs - though, they were difficult to tell apart from each other.

Loba, of course had her heals. Larger legends such as Gibraltar and Caustic had heavier footsteps. Being the tiniest legend, Wraith was at the opposite end with quite gentle, soft footsteps; and Horizon had no sound to her steps at all.

Mirage tended to stomp around a lot due to his clones and his general clumsiness. Then, there were those like Lifeline, Wattson, or Crypto who didn’t have a specific sound to their steps.

Now, Bloodhound’s were quite heavy, not the kind of heavy like Gibraltar or Caustic, just their boots having this specific sound. Sometimes, it sounded similar to Maggie, but Maggie recklessly ran a lot more than Bloodhound who took careful steps.

It was still hard to tell, especially in tense situations such as these but you tried your best.

Click clack click clack.

Loba was near.

The sound of jetpacks… Valkyrie must be with her. Was that the sound of a smoke launcher? Oh God, Bangalore was a pain to deal with.

Soom enough, the obnoxiously loud sound of Revenant’s death totem and Octane’s jump pad were heard then a wild flurry of shooting.

You were a bit relieved as that meant you could take more time to heal, loot, and potentially get away.

Then, all your hopes were crushed in an instant when the terrifying sound of Bloodhound’s scan filled your ears.

Shit! You were immediately on your feet, not caring about the party happening upstairs as you ran out of that building like some desperate, wild animal.

To make your terror worse, Bloodhound let out their blood curdling battle scream, now undoubtedly in Beast Mode.

Shit, shit, shit, shit! Using their ult just for me? They must be pissed as hell! You felt as though you were to cry.

Their breathing drew closer and closer, you knew you were only able to outrun them so much.

It was only a matter of minutes until they caught up with you, landing a clean headshot to break your armour and send you tumbling to your knees in pain.

”Fuck!” You shouted, clutching the spot where they had hit.

”Seems like I have finally found you, bráõ mína. How difficult you have been…”

You laughed nervously, giving the hunter your best pleading eyes.

”Bloodhound, listen—.”

Bloodhound placed their gun, a rather intimidating Wingman under your chin.

You gulped, “Um… I’m sorry, okay? I-I didn’t mean harm by teasing you…”

“You were misbehaving, Y/N. I cannot forgive you for that.” Bloodhound tilted your head upwards with the gun.

Gods, they were terrifyingly hot.

“How about… in exchange for you not blowing my brains out right now, we… go into that building and I could, y’know…”

You couldn’t read Bloodhound’s expression or body language with the mask and their still form, but you assumed - or hoped - they were thinking about it.

“I know you’re still hot and bothered from the dropship! I could suck your cock or we could just fuck! I’ll allow you to do it with no condom…” You offered.

”How tempting,” Bloodhound said. “However, punishment is due. See you in. bit, bràõ mína.”

Before you could say anything, Bloodhound pulled the trigger and down you went.

You had woken up in the respawn room along with the rest of the eliminated legends. They said their usual words of “good try” and “oh, you were so close”.

A finishing blow with the Wingman was always brutal as it left the spot stinging for ages, even if it wasn’t technically real.

And of course, Bloodhound won. Usually, you’d be happy for them, but all you could think about was how to get back at them.

It was at the after party when you got a mischievous idea.

You would probably come to regret this.

Walter Fitzroy, better known as “Fuse” was drinking away, having a jolly old time.

He was old. Very old. Old yet so, so attractive. He had this natural sexiness to him, the forbidden kind with his age. Oh, but you knew he was experienced…

So, with confidence in your stride, you sat down next to him.

Fuse looked pleasantly surprised, “To what do I owe the pleasure?”

”Oh, I don’t know… just wanted to congratulate you for second place.”

”Hah, well thanks. I would congratulate you too, but…”

You cringed at the thought, at your utter failure, “Bloodhound can be ruthlessly terrifying when they want to be.”

”Tell me ‘bout it. I thought our friendship would soften ‘em up a lil! But Houndy is Houndy.”

“Yep…” You saw Fuse’s hand sitting on the table. “Off topic, but your hands are huge.” You gently grab it with both of yours.

Fuse chuckled, “Ya flirtin’ with me, girlie?”

You shook your head and gave him wide, doe eyes, “I don’t know what you’re talking about…” You slide your hand up his muscular arm.

”I might be an old dog, but I ain’t dumb, sweetheart. Now, what’s a fine young lady like yourself flirtin’ with old man Fusey for? Don’t ya already have Houndy?”

You gestured for him to get closer, Fuse did so as he took another swig.

”Bloodhound did me wrong in the Games today, so I want payback.” You whispered.

”Ya cheeky girl, an’ here I was thinkin’ you were innocent!” Fuse laughed. “Fine, I’ll help ya with this.”

”You will?” You were surprised.

”Why not?” Fuse said as he slung his arm around you.

Your heart skipped a beat, “What do you always say? ‘Cheers very much?’ “

Fuse laughed aloud then whispered, “Don’t look now, but Houndy’s got their eyes on ya,” Into your ear. “Wanna drink, sweetie?”

”But, didn’t your lips touch—.”

Fuse winked at you, and your heart skipped a beat again.

Carefully, you took the beer bottle with both hands and put it to your lips. You didn’t taste anything but the usual alcohol, but the mere thought of an indirect kiss had your heart pounding.

“Taste good?” Gods, his voice was so rough, so scratchy.

”Yes,” You said as you leaned back on his arm. “How’s Bloodhound looking?”

”Well I don’t have the power to see through that damned mask of theirs, but they’ve been staring daggers towards this direction.”

”Mission accomplished,” You said. I wonder how far I can push them…

Just then, a mischievous idea came into your mind, “Well, I’ll be heading out now.” You started to get up.

Fuse took his arm off you, “Right then, I’m happy to—.”

You planted a quick kids on his cheek which at a certain angle - the angle Bloodhound was watching you like a hawk from - it looked like one on the lips.

“See you.” You stood, patting the old man on the shoulder.

You looked towards Bloodhound’s direction and boldly strode towards them. They were standing there, arms crossed and wearing a black turtleneck which hugged their body magnificently.

They grabbed your arm, “Was that to spite me?” Their accent and rough tome of voice was enough to make you melt.

You kept your calm however, “Maybe…”

”You even kissed Walter.”

”On the cheek.”

”That is not how it looked like to me.”

“Well, that’s what it was.”

Their face was covered, but you knew you were getting under their skin.

“Come with me.” Bloodhound grabbed you harshly by the wrist and dragged you off.

Your heart raced with excitement. Bloodhound’s jealousy, even possessiveness was incredibly arousing. Scary, but arousing.

They slammed you against the wall, keeping their masked face just inches from yours. Their knee snuck its way between your legs, having easy access to your panties as you were wearing a skirt.

“What’re you gonna do to me, Hound?”

“If you wish to behave as a toy, then I shall treat you as such, hóra.”

You wrapped your arms around their broad shoulders, “Come on then.” You kissed the intricate mouthpiece to their mask.

Bloodhound pulled you back by your hair then shoved you onto your knees with such force you winced slightly.

They ran their fingers through your hair before grabbing it so your scalp burned and pushed it towards their crotch.

”You know what to do,” They urged your head forward. Your hands went upwards, about to pull their pants down, but they stopped you. “Nei, ástin mín, no hands.”

Oh, come on… You put your hands behind your back and lean in, taking the worn, bronze metal within your teeth.

You struggled slightly, of course, but get it down eventually as you are used to Bloodhound’s sadism. When you finished, Bloodhound pat you on the head before they pulled their pants down.

When they were in their black briefs, you used your hands to pull out their cock.

Bloodhound had quite a length to their cock. It wasn’t overly big, but definitely not small, either. There were veins pulsating through it and a trimmed bush of hair above.

You wrap your lips around their tip, Bloodhound groaned slightly as they put their hand behind your head and slowly push their cock down your throat.

”Breathe, elskan, breathe.” They urged, you did as told.

They kept pushing your head until their entire cock was sheathed inside your throat.

“Are you able to continue? Because I will not be gentle.”

You nodded, Bloodhound hummed in response as they slowly guided your head off their cock before slamming it in ruthlessly.

You made a loud, strained noise as their cock hit the back of your throat.

“Guõ minn góõur, ástin mín.” Bloodhound threw their head back and held you in place.

To tease them ever so slightly, you hummed so that gentle vibrations shot up their cock.

Bloodhound groaned as they moved your head, using your mouth as if it were a toy.

At least they kept their word… You thought aimlessly. Bloodhound didn’t let you rest for a moment as they constantly had their cock sliding in and out of your mouth.

You knew they were getting close when their grip on your hair grew particularly hard, holding it in a ponytail.

They finally came in your mouth with one, final thrust.

“Swallow everything,” They said, you nodded with slightly teary eyes. “See what happens if you even waste a drop.”

Their dick finally pulled out of your mouth, you kept it firmly shut, however as you waited for their command.

”Good girl, so obedient for my order,” Bloodhound praised, they put their thumb on your chin and slowly opened it. “What a sight it is to see you on your knees, my love. I wonder what the sponsors and fans would think if they saw you this way.”

They slowly slid their thumb down, just enough for you to gag as you tried your best not to swallow.

Even with their mask, you knew they were thoroughly enjoying this. You could practically see their scarred lips twist into a smirk.

”Swallow.”

You did as told, but Bloodhound’s thumb still semi-gagging you made you slip up and choke. You only managed to swallow a bit as you coughed the rest out.

Shit.

Bloodhound knelt in front of you, “Now what did I say about swallowing, elskan?”

You gulped, It was your fault! You tripped me up! You wanted to say. “Um—.”

”Stand.” They said, but ended up forcing you, anyway.

They lifted your dress, exposing your panties for their greedy eyes. You tried to cover yourself out of instinct, but Bloodhound slapped you.

”Hands up.” Bloodhound said, you complied with stars practically in your eyes.

Their fingers pulled on the waistband, before pulling them down. Instead of fingering you or pleasuring your pussy, however, they flipped you around so your ass was on display for them.

Bloodhound got close enough so that you could hear their laboured breathing through the mask.

”Count to fifteen.” They said before smacking your ass.

”Ah!” You grunted. “O-One… fuck…”

With each slap, both Bloodhound’s strength and the red mark where their hand had made contact grew.

At number ten, you had begun to cry, “Eleven…” You whined, cheek pressing up against the wall.

”Is it too much?” It was supposed to be sympathetic, but it came off as condescending.

Whatever it was, it was hot. So, you sniffled and shook your head.

”That is what I thought. Do not fret, elskan, we are almost there”

All you could do was sniffle again.

Before Bloodhound could continue, the door swung open and in came a booming, heavily accented voice.

”Aye, you kids gotta hurry back, the others are startin’ to wonder-,” It had took Fuse a whopping ten seconds before he saw the scene and nearly dropped the bottle in his hand. “My word.”

“Walter.” Bloodhound greeted, a bit stunned but calm nonetheless.

”Fuse!” You were a lot more surprised.

”Awe, geez, my bad, I’ll just—.”

”No,” Bloodhound said, leaving both you and Fuse surprised. “Stay for a moment, Walter.”

”Hound..?” You whisper, looking up at their eyes - or what you presumed to be their eyes.

Fuse was also a bit skeptical, but wandered over regardless. You could tell he was trying not to stare at your bare ass and keep his eye solely on Bloodhound.

”So, uh… Houndy! What… what uh, can I do ya for?”

”I have a favour, actually, Walter. As my good friend.”

”Which is..?”

Bloodhound straightened your back and dragged you over so that you were between them and Fuse.

”Are you free to join us?”

”Join ya?”

”Join us?”

Naturally, the two of you were both equally flabbergasted, but intrigued.

“Is that ‘right with ya, pup?”

You bit your lip in thought. Seriously, a threesome? You didn’t even know Bloodhound would allow such a thing with their possessiveness.

That wasn’t to say you didn’t want it by any means…

“I wouldn’t be against it…” You said coyly.

”Attagirl,” Fuse said and slapped your ass. “Can I kiss you?” He brushed his thumb over your lips.

”Yes.”

”Houndy?”

“You may.”

”Righto.”

Fuse brought your lips to his, you giggled slightly as his thick moustache tickled your mouth.

Just like Bloodhound, Fuse put his fingers through your hair, making you stay firmly in place as he deepened the kiss by shoving his tongue in.

As Fuse frenched you, Bloodhound went to work on your pussy. They lifted your dress once more and took off their gloves before rubbing your sensitive clit.

You yelped, jumping out of Fuse’s arms for a moment before he immediately ground you again, kissing you even harder than before.

Your body was frozen in place, Bloodhound working their fingers into your pussy and Fuse shoving his tongue down your throat. At a certain point, Fuse slipped his metal hand under your bra and pinched one of your nipples.

”Ah!”

”Ah, so you’re sensitive ‘ere, huh, pup?” Fuse pinched it even harder; the sensation and coolness of his metal fingers made another high-pitched moan escape your throat.

Bloodhound joined in soon after, putting your other nipple between their index and middle finger then twisting it around.

The sensitive jolts of pleasure rushing from your nipples and throughout your body made you even wetter. Bloodhound chuckled lowly.

”You should feel how wet she is, Walter.”

“Don’t mind if I do then.” Fuse used his free hand to join Bloodhound on your pussy.

You gripped Fuse’s shoulders as both legends pried your tight hole open, working in unison to spread it as they thumbed your throbbing clit.

”Ah, ah, oh, fuck…” You breathed, eyes practically rolling to the back of your head.

Wet, squelching noises came from your pussy as their fingers thrusted in and out at the same time - all whilst they rubbed the other parts of your vagina.

Bloodhound put their mouthpiece next to your ear, “Do you feel like coming, Y/N?”

”Oh, God, yes please!” You nearly screamed.

“How badly do you want it?”

”So, so bad, Hound…” You whined.

They just let out a breath of acknowledgment and sped up their fingers, Fuse did the same.

Finally, you came on both their fingers with a long, drawn out moan as your back arched. Intense, almost mind-numbing pleasure shook your entire body to its core. Your pussy still throbbed from the aftermath of it all as you pathetically clung into both legends for dear life.

Bloodhound lifted your chin, ”It is our turn now, don’t you think, Walter?”

Fuse chuckled, “Well, I mean, if ya insist, Houndy. Be rude of me if I said no,” He said. “How ‘bout ya, pup?”

”Well…” You breathed. “It’d only be fair, no?”

“Do not worry, we will be gentle.”

They were in fact, not gentle.

You were currently on your hands and knees with Bloodhound in your still sensitive pussy and Fuse with his cock deep down your throat.

“Mmm… ah, ah, ah!” You shamelessly moaned onto Fuse’s cock, eyes rolling to the back of your head - honestly, it was a miracle how nobody had walked in yet.

Then, Fuse suddenly pulled out, and you looked at him in a dazed confusion.

“Wha-.”

Fuse hushed you by grabbing ahold of your neck and force you to look into his eye. He smirked as he saw your struggling face.

”What a lucky ‘lil bastard ya are, Houndy. Can’t believe ya got such a fine catch.”

Bloodhound chuckled to themselves, “She is quite beautiful, yes.” They harshly thrust into you, making your body lurch into Fuse.

“Ey, Houndy, why don’t we… shake things up a bit?”

”Change it? How so?”

Fuse smirked and motioned for Bloodhound to pull out. They did, a wet, lewd noise coming as they did so.

”Right, pup, now I’m gonna have ya lay down on that table,” Fuse said before picking you up bridal style and gently placing you on your back. “Houndy, ya wanna take the front or back?”

”Back.” Bloodhound answered indifferently.

”Righto,” Fuse took his place at your mouth. “Ready, pup?”

Bloodhound also aligned their cock to your dripping pussy.

”Yes…”

“Good girl.” Fuse ruffled your hair affectionately.

Your face went embarrassingly red, Fuse noticed this and laughed.

”Ya like it when I call you a good girl?”

You didn’t want to answer, Bloodhound did for you, however.

”It is her favourite pet name.”

”Awe, well ain’t that sweet. Is that why you’re so obedient, pup? ‘Cause you wanna be praised?”

You didn’t answer again, so Fuse put his metal arm around your neck. He didn’t choke you, just kept it there as a threat.

”Y-Yes…”

”Yes what?”

”I… I’m obedient because I want to be called a good girl…” You were blushing like crazy.

“Ya gonna melt me ol’ heart with how sweet ya are, pup.” Fuse took his arm away and instead rubbed your cheek.

His hand slowly migrated from your red cheek to your mouth where Fuse opened it slightly, exploring the depths before shoving his fingers in. Those thick fingers were soon replaced by his cock reentering you.

On the other end, Bloodhound also easily slipped their cock right back in.

Gods, you felt so full. Both their cocks stretched you so wonderfully, so beautifully.

Bloodhound gripped your hips as they thrusted into you, letting out these guttural groans every time they hit your womb. Fuse opted to use your mouth by pulling it in and out of his cock via your hair - it was almost eerie how he and Bloodhound used such similar techniques.

In the middle of it all, you were an absolute mess. A total disaster.

Tears of either bliss, pleasure, or equal amounts of both fell from your cheeks.

Being with Bloodhound for as long as you did, they knew the exact spot that would send little yelps out of you every time. Normally, they would only hit it every few thrusts, but today, they hit it spot on every single time.

You could feel every muscle stretching as Bloodhound used your pussy, the lewd sound of skin slapping and squelching filling the room. You would be a loud, moaning mess if Fuse’s cock wasn’t gagging you.

You knew Bloodhound was having a grand time when they begun to ramble in Icelandic.

”Guõ minn góõur elskan, þér líõur svo stórkostlega…” The grip on your hips grew tighter.

Fuse threw his head back and laughed, “Dunno what ya just said, mate, but I feel ya.”

Both legends’ breathing went from slightly laboured to near panting as they drew closer to an orgasm.

Eventually, Bloodhound pulled out and came all over your stomach, their breathing prominent through the mask.

Fuse on the other hand, stayed and spilled his entire load into your mouth.

You felt his large hand tip your jaw so it remained closed as his cum stayed in your mouth.

”Now I want ya to swallow everythin’, okay?” Fuse said as he let your jaw go.

You nodded and swallowed his load whole before your muscles relaxed from exhaustion.

”Attagirl, I knew you could do it. Ya did so well, don’t ya think so, Houndy?”

”Very well.” Bloodhound panted, slightly leaning against the wall.

They leaned over and helped you sit up. Your pussy still had this intense throb from Bloodhound’s ruthless cock and your mouth still faintly tasted of Fuse’s cum.

Bloodhound undid the mouthpiece to their mask and kissed you. Their lips were quite chapped and their thick scars rubbed against you, but you didn’t mind whatsoever.

You just softly grabbed their cheek and put your tongue into their mouth, they did the same.

Bloodhound was the one who pulled away and gave you one final kiss on the nose before putting their mouthpiece back on.

”Well, ain’t ya two sweet.” Fuse gushed.

”I appreciate your compliment, Walter,” Bloodhound said then offered their hand to you. “Why don’t we rejoin the others?”

You took their hand and hopped off, you immediately fell into their arms as you had underestimated how week your legs were.

”Are you okay, elskan?”

“I’ve never been more okay, Hound.”

#bloodhound #bloodhound apex legends #bloodhound x reader #apex legends #fuse apex legends #walter fitzroy #fuse x reader #smut #female reader

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that-one-weeb-buts-its-the-main · 1 year

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Hello, can I get an apex request for just some fuse angst, please

the beginning, the middle, and The End| Walter "Fuse" Fitzroy

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Reader: Gender Neutral| Walter "Fuse" Fitzroy x kid/platoinc, sick reader

Note: Im in a very heartbreaking death kinda mood.

Warnings: eludes to death, the reader is severely sick

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It's not dark, it's getting there, the dark side of this broken moon, repaired within the light of the stars from galaxies far and beyond, there is one star, that sits on the surface of the dusty broken moon, it's old, and it's grey despite it's counter parts, it's seen it's share of time and share of stars fade away, Walter Fitzroy, is a fuse that will never go out despite it's use.

Y/n sat still, foot hanging off the edge of the dropship that had come to pick the legends up, their knee up in support of the hand-crafted book and pencil, their own little makeshift desk. Y/n clicked the pen repeatedly.

No that wasn't right.

Crossing out the words on the page, there was a sigh of disappointment from themselves. Ideas came easy as did the words, their order though did not.

The beginning.

"It's nice to meet you, I'm Y/n," The eighteen-year-old introduced.

"I've been expecting ya kiddo, names Walter, Walter Fitzroy" Walter spoke, casually dressed for the day, it was early after all, and a new season would start soon; "Welcome to ya new home roomie."

Y/n nodded, a smile on their face Walter could only laugh at; the enthusiasm of the youth always brought a smile to his face; he allowed Y/n inside, "You're on the right."

"Right. Thanks." Y/n spoke tossing the duffle at the foot of the bed where there was a single box.

"If you need any help you ask good ol' Fusey." He explained leaning against the desk on his side of the room.

Y/n nodded, both in thanks and understanding. Walter had been expecting a roomie, some new legend, but not a kid; eighteen years of age and barely had experience, was well placed within a blood sport for people's entertainment.

"Mind me askin'," Walter pipped up, moving from his desk to his bed, grabbing his guitar which rested on the end of his bed, "Why ya know- this."

Y/n had gotten to making the bed, sheets, and a thick woven throw, with a tossed pillow at the head of the bed, they took a seat.

"I have Sarcoma," Y/n answered simply, pulling the box closer to go through.

"Scar what now?" Walter asked with a laugh, "A scar put you in a coma?"

Y/n chuckled, "No, Sarcoma."

"You kids and fancy words, I ain't got a clue of what the hell that is mate." Walter chuckled Y/n smiling in return.

"I have heart cancer."

The room went from warm to cold, Y/n casually went through the few things in the box, putting a picture frame on the nightstand that had already been provided previously. Then looked Walter's way with a smile, "What about you? Why are you in the games?"

Walter was silent in response, what was he to say? Fame? Glory?

"Hm?" Y/n pipped up.

"What?" Walter asked, "Ah! Right! Just...made for it I suppose."

Y/n chuckled, "We all have a place in the galaxy I suppose."

Walter nodded, a soft 'yeah, yeah I suppose', coming from him.

"Uh, what about you? Passions? Girls guys? Family?" Walter questioned.

"I like poetry, reading, writing." Y/n talked, "kinda basic if you ask me heh...-"

"no not at all!" Walter answered, "You write anything you let out?"

"Do you?" Y/n asked, gesturing towards Walter's guitar as he chuckled.

"Complicated." Was Walter's answer, "I figured ya had a sense for that already kid."

Y/n laughed; "I know an introverted extrovert when I see one."

Walter could only laugh in response, "I guess ol' Fitzory is getting easier and easier to read."

Y/n shrugged, "Kinda my own little gift ya know?"

The dark side of the moon, in all its glory and deep shades. It's the shadow of the night that reins in the brightest in suns and the darkest of nights. I've been lost more than once there, alone and feared; it's hard to leave it when you have nowhere else to go-

No, that reeks of self-pity.

Y/n sighed scribbling out the page and turning to a new one; frustrated with what to say.

The middle.

"I had it!" Y/n shouted, "I had it and you got in the way!"

"me!?" Mara argued, " I had a line of sight!"

"Only after I put em there!" Y/n defended.

"It was my shot! My kill!"

"It should of been mine!"

"Fuck you!"

"Well fuck you!"

"Alright! Hey!" Walter got in between the two of them, "Let's stop shoutin' alright?"

"She got my hard-earned kill!" Y/n argued, "I tracked that team down!"

"I know," Walter spoke, "I was there...trust me my back still hurts kid-"

"it was my bullet that made the kill!" Mara argued.

"I know." Walter told, "I was there-"

Y/n glared at her, "I rather die than be teamed up with you again!"

"Good thing you're dying soon then isn't it!"

It went silent in the rest area of the barracks. Legends looking at each other awkwardly; it was weird seeing Mara and Y/n argue to begin with; yet that comment came from the back alley and seemed more personal than anything.

"Hey- look let's all settle down ya?" Dr.Sommers smiled, her hands landing on the teens' shoulders in a comforting matter, "No one dying here- we're just tense from a long game is all dearies. Let me make us all a hot cup of tea to relax us hm?"

Y/n pulled away from Dr.Sommer's hand and left.

"Y/n- Kid come on!" Walter shouted after them, sighing, he ran after Y/n, "Y/n! Kiddo come on!"

Y/n slammed the door behind them entering the room, Walter opened it right back up to step inside.

"Y/n!-"

"Don't." Y/n snapped already flopped on the bed and back turned towards him.

Walter sighed, closing the door behind him softly and walking to the edge of Y/n's bed where he took a seat.

"Are you okay?"

Y/n was silent; Walter patting Y/n's lower leg fatherly as he looked over.

"I asked her to not treat me differently- not to be an asshole." Was Y/n's response.

"I know kid." Walter told.

"What you were there?" Y/n asked.

"You asked me to overhear." Walter answered, "You also asked my opinion on it- and told me-"

"I get it yeah yeah."

Walter smiled small; "You dropped a pretty hard shell on her today, earlier...and to be honest; teamin' up with the murder ass hole and Loba's arugin' the match before didn't help...that doesn't make it right."

Y/n sat up to turn and face him, knees brought to there chest, "I'm not scared of it, of dying that is, she's right."

"Hey; you've lasted this long." Walter cheered, "What's gonna stop you now?"

"Heart cancer?" Y/n asked.

He waved that off, "Heart cancer? You beat all these legends with heart cancer and just now ya gonna get scar coma get in the way?"

"Sarcoma" Y/n corrected.

"Whatever the hell it's called," Walter spoke; "You made it this far- by yourself, now ya got someone who's got your back- if I mention in the coolest of damn ways possible- let one thing be ya up? Nah."

"Fuse- this is real life-"

"I'm bein ' real about it! Watch- next season break is a-comin'" He spoke, "and I'll be right there for those big sessions you'll have the whole ride. I need my roomie."

Y/n smiled small at him, he putting his hand on their shoulder,"ya ain't alone in this kid. Not if I can help it."

Y/n nodded as Walter smiled, "thanks."

Truth be told, no matter the dark side of the moon, the light, self-pity, or no self-love, there is nothing I can write, the stars do not compare nor do the words on the paper which I write. I have spent eighteen years walking among strangers. I spent one year walking among family. For someone who has found solace in the dark of the moon with it's shades of black, for someone who has found death in the white of innocence and purity of heart; she wishes you not to go alone I have found myself fearful of something I have never fear once in my life because of Walter Fuse Fitzroy, the one stranger I call family. There is so much to compare, yet there are no words for what he has done for me. I'll spend twelve years six feet deep before I become the earth he'll walk; he was here long before I was here, and he'll be here long after. I have no words to write, yet I cannot stop when one stranger comes to mind.

Y/n looked down at the word's content; not exactly what they had meant even, the hand was good for writing and the mind was good at conveying.

"Hey, kiddo."

Y/n turned their head, Walter coming over, a blanket folded in hand; "Gettin' dark, it'll get cold."

Walter draped the blankets over Y/n's weak shoulders; "Thanks."

Sitting beside them, Walter looked over at the book in Y/n's hands, "You still working on that poetry of yours?"

Y/n nodded, closing the book in hand, "it's about the dark side of the moon, I think. I just let my mind run really."

Walter smiled small, his hand coming out to hold Y/n's. He could hold both Y/n's hands in one, "ya know."

Y/n glanced over him with tired eyes, the color drained from the face, "I'm thinking, maybe I'll try somethin' new we could be bald together eh?"

Y/n chuckled, quick to cover their mouth as a cough took over.

"So, where we landin' tomorrow eh?" Walter quickly changed the subject, "I think we go for the hot spot- easy wins- I'll rack up more than you within five minutes."

Y/n cleared their throat, "Sounds like a plan."

Walter smiled, carefully elbowing Y/n playfully, "Hey. I meant to ask you-"

Y/n held out the small notebook, "I wanted you to hold on to this for me."

"Ay kiddo that's your life work."

"I'm moving some stuff around, you know, in the room."

My boxes because I'm on the clock.

Walter nodded, "yeah, gettin' rid of somethin's ya said."

Y/n nodded, "Mind holding onto it so it doesn't get lost? I'd had for it to get lost in a box, slip out and land somewhere in the dark where I'll never see it again."

Walter nodded, "yeah, I won't lose it, kid."

Y/n smiled pulling the blanket closer as they sat together, watching the sun take it last shine in the sky.

"Dark side of the moon." Walter chuckled.

"It's where most things go to end." Y/n answered, "peacefully at least- no one notices them in the shadows."

"Unless you got a light," Walter told, waving the small book in hand- Y/n's life work.

"unless you have a light..." Y/n chuckled, looking out into the now sky-filled sky, "What a perfect end."

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beebbg · 2 years

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Bestie you’re feeding the Catalyst simps so good thank you 🙏🙏🙏🙏🖤🖤🖤🖤 you got any nsfw headcannons about her 👀👀👀👀

I got you!!! 🫣👀

Catalyst x Gn! Reader

(Reader is mentioned to have fem genitalia)

Warnings: nsfw, maybe some grammar mistakes

(In this Catalyst also had bottom surgery, lmk if I need to fix anything!)

Would def use her magnesium(???) for your pleasure

(If it’s even safe)

Let’s just say it’s safe for scientific purposes

She would also use it for bondage

Maybe both

“You’re doing so good. Keep it up, my little star.” Her voice whispered in your ear, warm breath tickling the lobe. Black oozing type goo keep your wrists together, unable to break free. Tressa wiggles her fingers in weird patterns to move around the thick liquid, the one she’s controlling teases your wet pussy. It leaves cold trails on your thigh, making you shudder.

(No but you saw the way she was wiggling her fingers in that trailer… yeah)

She’s really into praise

Would praise you for doing the bare minimum (thanks!)

What really gets her going is when you praise her

She loves to let you know that she loves you, in or out of bed

She whimpers

Isn’t loud but lets out more breathy moans

The feeling of her clit against yours, grinding and heat rising to your cheeks. Small mews and curses leave the woman’s mouth. Quiet and desperate. The feeling is intoxicating, too good to stop.

“God…” you cover your mouth, afraid to make too much noise (even though you two live alone). Tears swell up from pure bliss. “Please… Tress… fuck.” You can mangle out as you try to keep a steady pace.

Enjoys using toys from time to time

Definitely owns a random expensive glass dildo somewhere in her drawer

Showed it to you randomly

Later that day you guys tested it out-

She’s not into doing it in the middle of a match but might be a risk taker sometimes (shhh)

The best aftercare

Would check if you’re ok after, helps clean up, etc

An; I’m on my knees for her tbh 🧎🏾‍♀️would do anything for Catalyst

#apex #apex legends #smut #catalyst x reader #catalyst #tressa smith #Tressa smith x reader #apex x reader #apex smut #I heart Catalyst #bee’s fics

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mekakitsune · 1 year

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well im back 💪 requesting for my babygirl mirage, can i get either nsfw hcs for him or cute things he does for his s/o hcs?

nsfw bc i havent done it for mirage yet 🫶

NSFW MIRAGE HEADCANONS

→ minors do not interact

switch <3 loves pleasing you but will not hesitate to slut himself out either

good at head but in the "idk what im doing so i'll do it all" sense. "accidentally" overstims you a lot. also a fast learner and great with his tounge

not super kinky and complex in bed, he kinda just goes with the flow, isnt afraid to try new things but is also not afraid to voice his likes/dislikes! we love communicating

ride that man into the sunset and he will be yours forever

tiny bit possessive but not overbearingly so, more like "no one can fuck you like me anyways" :,) which is true

edge him and he will cry <3 dont worry he likes it

thinks its super hot when you take control ngl, he feels like hes gotta put up a front most of the time and to be able to break him down like you do...sheeesh

just make sure u hold him extra close after or he may start to overthink <3

isnt rough unless hes really worked up, he likes to really show you how much you get him going hehe

breeder balls there i said it !

#kinda short sowwy #mirage apex legends #mirage x reader #mirage #elliot witt x reader #mirage smut #apex smut #apex legends smut #nsfw.mp3 🫧

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perrsneasler · 1 year

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Teasin' 'n' Pleasin'

in which i almost hit 10k words in two days from writing Revenant smut. stop laughing this is a serious disease i have

#Revenant #smut #apex legends #revenant x reader #Matsuko Hatsumi #ao3 #cept readers name is mako ehehehe get wrecked

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grnherbs · 1 year

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lil update on who i take (smut or drabble) reqs from incase you're unsure!

joel (tlou)

coriolanus snow (tbosas)

sejanus plinth (tbosas)

katniss everdeen (thg)

peeta mellark (thg)

mike schmidt (fnaf movie)

leon kennedy (re)

albert wesker (re)

luis serra (re)

chris redfield (re)

mirage (apex)

nathan drake (uncharted)

obi wan kenobi (sw)

anakin skywalker (sw)

din djarin (the mandalorian, sw)

luke skywalker (sw)

javier peña (narcos)

f1 -

sebastian vettel

mark webber

carlos sainz

lando norris

oscar piastri

mick schumacher

jenson button

& there's probably more I've forgotten about oops! but just ask and worse case scenario i don't know them lol

i am also open to darker content so don't be afraid to ask!

<3 ily all

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cyber-cry-baby · 8 months

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Miasma pt. 13 "You are mine"

Caustic x fem reader Words: ~1200 Warnings: 100% smut! Previous chapter | Next chapter

You didn't pay attention to the details – like what Alexander's bedroom and the bed were like. Your eyes were tightly closed as you eagerly kissed his mouth. The atmosphere was filled with passion, mixed with curiosity and nervousness. You weren't even sure how you ended up in the bedroom. The room was dimly lit but not so dark that you couldn't see each other. Just right.

You laid on your back on the bed, and Alexander's tall figure loomed over you. You hadn't spoken a word since your last conversation. You were kissing and didn't feel the need for words. This was now your first and last time. You wanted to dedicate it to pure pleasure.

Alexander felt enormous as he settled onto the bed over you and began to kiss your neck. You bit your lip and breathed heavily. Now it would finally happen. Alexander was so confident in his actions that you couldn't help but wonder when he had last had sex. It was hard to imagine he had done it in years, at least not here. Your thoughts also drifted to your friends. What would they think if they knew? The thought made you smile, but it was stifled when you felt Alexander moving to kiss lower. A moan escaped your lips. You instinctively covered your mouth with your hand and arched your back slightly.

What the hell was this man doing to you? You had lost your mind.

Alexander kissed your stomach, and you wound your fingers in his hair. You were consumed by him.

He began to take off your pants and you closed your eyes. In reality, it had been a long time since you had last been intimate. You were nervous, and your heart was pounding heavily. Soon you felt his warm, wet tongue circling your nether region. Thousands of sparks were igniting in your body. It felt so damn good. Instinctively, you clenched his hair in your fist, and he seemed to get more excited by your forcefulness. Alexander eagerly licked your pussy, and you enjoyed it. You no longer held back, letting out loud moans. He held onto your hips to prevent you from squirming away.

You were a bit disappointed when he stopped, but you knew it would be your turn. Or not...? Alexander turned you over forcefully and gathered your hair in his fist. He leaned in close to whisper in your ear.

"You are mine."

You gasped sharply and soon heard the sound of his belt being undone. If you could, you would have turned to see what he looked like, but you were pinned down to the mattress. Alexander gently caressed your hole with his fingers and carefully inserted one finger, then two. You winced at the stretching sensation, but it felt so good. Alexander adjusted his position, and you knew what would happen next. You felt the tip of his cock at your entrance and tried to relax. Soon, he entered slowly. You had been waiting for this for so long.

It felt so fucking good. Alexander began moving back and forth, first gently. He lifted your hips to the right height and began thrusting into you from behind like an animal. You no longer restrained your volume; you let your pleasure be heard. Nothing had felt this good in a while.

Once Alexander had had enough, he turned you over again. Soon, you were facing each other. This was what you enjoyed the most. You wrapped your legs around him, and Alexander leaned in closer so you could hear his low grunts in your ear. It aroused you even more and you started kissing again.

You didn't know how much time had passed because time was a foreign concept to you right now. Alexander pulled out of you and helped you sit up.

"Will you be a good girl for me?" he said in a low voice, and you knew what he meant. He stood in front of you on the floor, and you finally saw him in all his glory. It was... impressive. Nervously but excitedly, you grabbed his cock and moved your hand along its length until you took it in your mouth. Alexander leaned his head back, enjoying it, and you gained more confidence. You began to suck vigorously, careful not to choke. Gradually, you got the hang of it and started going faster and harder, teasing him occasionally.

Suddenly, Alexander grabbed your hair and began thrusting into your mouth. Then he pulled out and looked into your eyes.

Next thing you knew, you were riding him. You went through every possible position, ending up on all fours again as Alexander pounded you harder and harder. Tears welled up in your eyes from his intense grip, but you were enjoying it immensely.

Alexander didn't announce his climax much, but you knew it was happening as his pace quickened, and he breathed heavily. Soon, you felt him pull out and ejaculate on your ass. You felt his warm cum spread over your sweaty skin.

Again, without saying a word, Alexander helped you up and guided you to the bathroom. A large shower with black tiles fit both of you comfortably. As the water rushed, you washed under Alexander's gaze. He stood behind you, kissing your neck. Then he started to play with your nipples.

And then it was on again.

You had agreed about doing this once, but...

It was probably 4 or 5 am when you laid beneath Alexander's sheets on his bed. You were in his embrace, tracing light patterns on his skin with your nails. Neither of you knew what to say. You didn't want to leave because you knew that would be it. The thought crossed your mind that perhaps Alexander would want more and would rescind his words about just being colleagues. You didn't want to nurture that hope because you knew you'd just continue thinking about Alexander every day. No, you had to fulfill your part in this promise and carry on as if nothing had happened. Just like he would.

You raised your head to look into his eyes. Your stomach fluttered as your gazes met. You hadn't seen his eyes like that before. Warm.

Reluctantly, you got up and sighed. You knew that if you lingered, staring into his eyes, you might start crying. You leaned in to kiss him. Alexander placed his hand on your lower back and pulled you closer. His touch communicated that he didn't want you to leave yet. Then he placed his hand under your chin and looked into your eyes once more. And smiled.

It was the most genuine smile you had ever seen from him. Tears glistened in your eyes, and you turned to gather your clothes, so he wouldn't see. You quickly dressed and decided to kiss him one more time. A deep, passionate kiss.

After that, without saying a word, you headed toward your own apartment. Words weren't needed much; your actions had spoken volumes.

#apex legends #alexander nox #apex caustic #apex fanfic #caustic x reader #alexander nox x reader #apex legends fanfiction #fanfiction #miasma #caustic smut #apex legends smut

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