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sixx-writes · 1 year

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Desire

Frieza x Reader

Word Count: 2,946

cw: choking, noncon, pheromones, hermaphrodite/intersex frieza, blowjobs, cunnilingus, frieza is a whore with a frussy don’t @ me

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Summary: Frieza is in heat and reader ends up being the one to ‘help out’. PWP.

Part Two

18+ ONLY NSFW BELOW THE CUT

Existing on Frieza's ship was a tense experience to say the least. Especially since you were a human which of itself was a rare commodity and a woman at that. It garnered you a fair amount of attention from the almost entirely male army members on board and you found yourself being called to repair what looked like intentionally damaged equipment just so that the one responsible could have you alone for a while. You had no choice but to bear it for two main reasons; the first being that you were in the middle of fucking space most of the time and the second being that it wasn't like you had chosen the life you were dealt and had the option to say 'no thank you'.

It chose you instead because of your ingenuity with anything electronic making you a prime candidate to work as a technician for Frieza. You supposed it could be worse after all no one would fuck with you for fear of upsetting your boss so you had peace of mind at least.

That was until Frieza's strange mood swings started up a few days ago which had resulted in the death of three army members for trivial reasons. It seemed on the last poor soul Frieza had obliterated he'd badly damaged a panel in the observation area and the wiring needed to be repaired.

It went without saying that you were nervous having to deal with an unstable Frieza even if you did have express permission to do so.

He wasn't allowing anyone to come near him after the last incident with the exception of yourself and you tried to ignore the little sympathetic glances from the others you passed in the hall when they noticed you had your toolkit. Even the area outside of where Frieza lurked was empty of life and you had to dry swallow the knot that had formed in your throat as you got closer.

You could already smell the acrid smoke from the damaged wiring coming from inside feeling a cold bead of sweat trail along your spine at the accompanying scent of singed meat.

"Come in."

You almost jumped out of your skin at the sound of his voice, forgetting that he could sense you outside where you had stopped. There was no going back now and you committed your feet to cover the remaining distance quickly, seeking out the damage once inside, and paling at the sight of dried green blood still smeared across the floor.

Frieza sat in his chair with his back to you the end of his tail moving restlessly where it lay across the arm as it usually did.

Carefully as you could you moved towards the scorched panel which lay on the floor where it had detached exposing a collection of sparking wires and circuits and you opened your kit to take out your gloves that would protect you from the current. It was a mess unsurprisingly, more than you were equipped to handle, and you would need replacement wire and some other components given how badly it was damaged.

You got down on all fours to get a better look tucking your penlight behind your ear and you heard Frieza gasp audibly behind you followed by an angry hiss through clenched teeth.

"How dare you come in here like that. Now, of all times!" he said with barely contained rage.

Startled, you turned and saw that he was looking right at you now, teeth bared. You felt your heart drop in terror not knowing what you had done to upset him so much.

"I-I'm sorry, Lord Frieza, but I don't underst-"

"Of course you don't. Hairless primitive that you are, you barely understand anything do you? Let me spell it out for you then. You're ovulating. Your need to be bred is absolutely leaking out of you."

Your eyes widened in shock.

You had no idea how he would know such a thing when you barely managed to keep track of your cycle on your own living on this damned ship with no sense of what day it was. Then it dawned on you; Frieza was probably talking about your scent.

That was both creepy and invasive on so many levels you couldn't even react properly.

The emperor let out a choked sound and nearly doubled over.

"Lord Frieza..?" your voice came out small meant to be as non-offensive as possible.

He fixed you with a murderous glare, "Since you're already here in that.. state. I suppose you could help me with my issue."

"Issue? I'll repair it right away-"

"Not that," he snapped, "I have something else for you to take care of. Come here."

Now you were getting really freaked out.

You had no choice but to obey moving nearer noticing how unsteady his breathing was as if he were in pain. He lowered the elevation of his chair and you waited expectantly for instructions. That was until you saw the lower half of his uniform with a very obvious bulge constrained within. Frieza was panting now gripping at the edges of his seat so violently you could hear the warning sounds of how close it was to breaking apart.

Holy shit.

"You understand, yes? What are you waiting for?"

You understood, however...

Actually, no, you didn't understand anything.

A hundred different questions sprang to mind, mainly just, 'Why am I suddenly being asked to give an orgasm to the emperor of the fucking universe when I'm just a technician?' and 'Where was he hiding that?'

You bit your tongue, however, not wanting it to be incinerated from your mouth, slowly reaching towards Frieza as if you were in a trance. You thought he would tell you to stop, that it was some weird joke at your expense, but no such thing happened. He seemed nearly feverish with a faint flush across his nose and cheeks, his eyes having taken on a faraway look to them. It made him appear almost cute in a weird way.

What am I thinking. Good Lord.

You dragged down the band of his uniform freeing what must have been a very uncomfortable erection if his quiet relieved sigh was anything to go off of. It was tapered and slick with natural lubricant, similar to that of a reptile, you noticed how it had emerged from a slit in his uniquely textured skin. There were no veins anywhere on it's slick surface; only a purplish hue near the base and a small secondary slit near the tip where it faded into pink. You were a little out of your depth on what he might like so you grasped it firmly and gave a few experimental pumps slightly fascinated with how his skin seemed to secrete more of that slippery fluid when stimulated.

Frieza's panting continued to grow louder and it made you more bold when he let out a soft noise of pleasure that he had been trying to hold in. He was more sensitive near the slit in his groin you quickly learned, circling around the base of his cock with your fingertips teasing past the edges of his sheathe, making him gasp louder than before. It was awkward bending over the chair with the way it dug into your stomach but you managed to use both hands, one to work at the shaft and the other farther down, until your fingers were soaked and sticky with his arousal.

He was almost entirely silent throughout but he had a fucked out look you recognized that usually meant your lover was close to coming.

You had a momentary ridiculous mental image of what would happen if his semen ended up being acid or something horrid and shook it off with a smirk. When he did orgasm it turned out to be fairly normal, thick ropes of white the same as a human landed on the back of your hand, the only difference being that it had no scent to it.

"Damn it!" Frieza raged sending you to the floor with a painful thump to the back of your skull on impact that made your ears ring, "Why am I still like this? What do I have to do to make this infernal heat go away?"

He landed a kick to the side of his chair and it collided violently with the wall detaching more panels and you cringed knowing you would have to repair it later. If he didn't kill you first.

He turned on you with a hateful glare having nothing left to break, "What are you staring at? Do you have something to say?"

You barely heard him still not recovered from the fall, meaning to stammer out a 'no', but what came out instead was, "Maybe I can help. If you would allow it, Lord Frieza."

"You clearly can do such thing," Frieza sneered unconvinced, "as you see from your unsatisfying attempt I'm no better than before."

"That's not what I mean. I have something else in mind"

"Explain."

You swallowed nervously, "I-I think it would be better if I just showed you. It would be more enjoyable that way. And, um, could we go somewhere more appropriate?"

"Why can you not just do it here?"

"Because it would be best if we were in a bed."

You flushed in embarrassment despite your fear and you could tell Frieza was considering your words, "Very well. Consider this your last chance. If this turns out to be some pathetic ruse at saving your own life I'll make sure you suffer greatly before you die."

⛧

That was how you ended up in the emperor's bed chamber. It was unremarkable as everything else decorum wise with an overly large bed being the only piece of furniture in another depressingly sterile room in the same style as the rest of the ship. It seemed he only used this room to sleep and nothing else.

"Get on with it," Frieza said obviously not amused by your ogling.

"Right. Uh. Lie back on the bed," at his warning glare you quickly tacked on a, "please, Lord Frieza."

Surprisingly he listened without anymore resistance than that lying back to rest on his elbows continuing to watch you. Despite the hand job you were nervous when you took out his cock again, still very hard and swollen, tugging down his uniform with some difficulty over his tail. You had secretly wondered for some time how he managed to get his tail through the hole like that and you had to smother a hysterical giggle knowing that it was probably difficult for Frieza as well.

You settled between his muscular thighs wetting your lips with your tongue before you bent over him, tasting the tip of his tapered cock with a light lick. Almost no flavor aside from a barely noticeable salty tang.

Frieza's annoyed expression turned perplexed, "What are you doing?"

You were almost certain Frieza was older than you, probably much older, and it was disconcerting that he had never experienced a blowjob before. In fact you were almost certain he wasn't finding relief because he was treating sex more like a problem that needed solving instead of something to be enjoyed. You were learning alot about your boss today. A little too much.

You didn't answer, instead taking him into your mouth as deep as you could and starting to suck, careful of your teeth when you bobbed your head. In truth, you didn't know if he would enjoy getting sucked off as you still didn't understand his anatomy well enough. Hell, his very species was a mystery to you let alone their mating customs. You added your hand back into the mix jerking off the remaining length that wouldn't go down your throat although his shape was easier to handle than a human. It barely affected your gag reflex when he slid deeper inside and you couldn't tell if he actually liked it or not.

You explored further down, nearer to his tail, and was surprised to find another hole leaking wetness.

"Don't touch me there!" Frieza shouted.

Which only resulted in startling you so much that your fingers, up until that point were only circling around the edges of the mystery orifice out of curiosity, accidentally slipped inside. Frieza's face went slack as the resistance went out of him entirely. It was tight and velvety and familiar almost like..

You curved your fingers in a come hither motion towards yourself to confirm your suspicion and Frieza moaned loudly making your eyes go comically wide in shock. It was effeminate and raw in such a way that made your belly feel tighter. You'd heard rumors that Frieza's species were capable of reproducing asexually from the others on board the ship but you had no idea what that meant. Aliens reproduced in all sorts of bizarre ways so you never knew what to expect when it came to their anatomy.

In other words, Frieza had both organs, and his race was hermaphroditic.

Neat.

His tail had instinctively gone around your wrist to stop you at the moment he realized what you were doing and where you were touching but now he seemed immobilized and it hung limply coiled; his face twisted with conflicted lust and fury at your disobedience. You resumed sucking his cock at the same time and his eyes actually rolled back with a small helpless noise from your combined efforts taking effect. The words 'Frieza' and 'helpless' didn't add up in your mind yet you were the one responsible for putting him in such a state. A nobody like you had the emperor turning to putty in your grasp.

By that point it was affecting you as well making your core ache to be filled and your clit grow sensitive against the inside of your uniform from the power trip alone. You tried to stifle it by rubbing your thighs together entirely focused on Frieza's pleasure for now.

Your chin was covered in his secretions as he grew more sensitive from having his hole finger fucked, leaking ceaselessly from the tip of his cock as a second orgasm closed in.

He let out a wrathful hiss through his teeth, "Are you listening? Do you want to die so badly?"

You weren't actually listening, only distantly aware of how rapidly your own arousal was starting to take over your actions, almost alarmingly so. An unexpected side effect that you wouldn't realize until later involving Frieza's cock in your mouth and pheromones that were highly effective on humans as it turned out. You met his eyes with pupils that were blown unnaturally wide before your face disappeared further down slipping your fingers from his tightening cunt and replacing them with your tongue.

You heard the sheets rip as he let out another sound of frustrated need, mesmerized with how he clamped around your tongue trying to hold you inside as you ate him out, and you wished you had one of your vibrators from back home to use. You could picture it so well how the emperor would writhe beneath you and you let out a lusty growl of your own. It was strange getting used to how his cock served as a clitoris but he seemed to enjoy being penetrated nonetheless with the way his legs subconsciously spread further open to allow you just a little deeper than before.

When Frieza came again it surprised both of you with the way his eyes went wide in the moments before ruining the sheets with a much more copious ejaculation than before. His chest heaved up and down with labored panting but you could already tell his cock was far from softening. You rose from your position and wiped your mouth on the back of your hand starting to climb over him.

"Hey! Have you lost your mind?!"

You didn't bother with fully removing your lower armor, just pushed it to the side before lining yourself up over his cock. You didn't miss how he twitched upon seeing your sex exposed to him, an interesting discovery to be certain given the differences between your species, one you couldn't give two fucks over at the moment. It was hardly an effort to take him all the way in until your clit rested against his skin and you allowed yourself a moment to grind finding the coldness of his flesh to be uniquely pleasurable to your overheated muscles.

At last Frieza had regained some strength in your moment of self indulgence because his tail wound around your throat in a way that was meant to be threatening but it only ended up having the opposite effect. You let out a strangled sound of desire as your pleasure soared to unknown heights from having your breathing restricted. You could have actually fucking died when he finally decided to move inside you, something you were no longer capable of doing on your own being held in place by his tail, just a single rough thrust that dragged a desperate sound from your burning lungs.

Frieza doesn't know what to make of your current state and his desire to punish you mingles into sexual violence as he sets a pace that hurts as much as it feels good. He doesn't let off of your throat and your arms go limp flopping uselessly at your sides when you nearly black out he releases you just enough for you to take in a few gasps of air.

"Don't give up now, y/n. Entertain me enough and I might let you live."

#frieza #frieza x reader #dragon ball #soz its so short this time #gotta kinda hung up on what i wanted to happen and it was about to get deleted from ao3 lmao #so I might continue it #it was inevitable that I ended up writing for this fucker as a mayuri conoisseur #sigh

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sketchfanda · 3 months

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A Little Moxie Love:Splatoon!!

It's time once again for another round Moxxie Waifu Connoisseur as the cameras open us up to a shot of the talk show studio set, music playing as the crowd applauded. Said crowd once again made up of a certain sweet little red possum's love life while the alpha girl herself Millie sat beside the imp of the hour himself. Who was busy giving the host and author of this whole insane set up a glare so intense that if it could harnessed? It would make for quite a powerful laser or energy source, that was for sure but the flaming skullheaded mad man was paying our fave imp boi no mind to how much he hate him though compared to Blitzo, who can say?!

Sketch:"Ladies and Gentlemen, bastards and tramps, bloodsuckers, motherfuckers, roadtrash and vamps!! To the freaks and the strange, in the crowd and on the stage, welcome to another edition of Waifu Conoisseur and do we have a guest lined up for this possum right here..."*The flaming skullman of course had to put his opening exposition on hold as he found a gun held and pointed at the side of his head. The click of a hammer being cocked as Moxxie was aiming with intent to kill. And it was clear if Sketch gave him just one good reason? He was going to squeeze that trigger.*

Moxxie:"Go ahead, try it, i dare you, i double dare you, you ghost rider headed fuck. Just try and play your sick games or better yet just get it over with. Who you got backstage behind the curtains huh? Tell me damn you!!"*Ohh how tempted the Imp was to just put a bullet into the guy's head. But for all he knew Murphy's law was just waiting to screw him over but not as much as whatever guest Sketch had lined up. It took him a while to recover from that marathon session with La last time around. And that was before the reverse gangbang orgy!!*

Sketch:*Seemingly nonchalant about the pending threat on his life, continued on with his hosting duties. The show must go on after all.* "Well now aren't we just eager for your latest dick flattening session huh? So won't keep you waiting long there, you randy little possum you. Give it up folks for Splatoon's resident cute sexy idol Marina Ida!!"*Much as Moxxie would've liked to pistol whip the host for his remarks, especially calling him a possum, the imp hitman and his kinky, sexy wife looked stage right to see the arrival of the guest of honour herself. Indeed it was Splatoon's resident dark skinned Octoling and DJ singer of the duet Off the Hook in all her exotic tentacle haired glory. Basking in the applause from the crowd before looking over her shoulder to shoot Moxxie a wink and a smile as she blew a kiss his way. Millie giddy of course while her hubby was currently trying to reboot his brain.* "Not gonna lie I could've gone with this suggestion of her inviting you guys to a party but trying to setup the Splatoon bunch into the Hellverse would've been a hassle so ya know, sometimes you got cut out the middle man so buckle up possum!! She's here to party...."

Soon as the host finished that remark, Marina made her way over to the couch with a sexy strut, a sensual grin on her face as she sway and sashayed her hips. Taking clear delight and amusement in Moxxie's reaction as she leaned towards him in a way that was clearly meant to draw attention to her jiggling, bountiful bosom. Unzipping her top slowly as she exposed more acres of glorious booby flesh, while she and Millie glanced at the rising, swelling bulge in his pants signalling that Octoling idol's seductive courtship and sexual charisma was having its intended affect. Leaning in to press her lips to his, arms draping around his shoulders as her hair tendrils wrapped around his head to pull him in deeper and closer as Millie looked on with delight and the audience/harem hoolered and cheered on.

Sketch of course meanwhile checked his cellphone, quirking a skullfaced brow at a notification as he made his exit stage left to leave the pending action to some privacy. A frown on his face as he made his way through the backstage area and stepped outside to find his security detail surrounding a certain horse obsessed Imp assassin. Said imp armed to the teeth and looking indignant as he set his sights on the flaming skullheaded host, you could just feel the contempt the two had for each other. The intensity made Hell's flames look tepid.

Blitzo:"Hello fuckface.....gonna invite me in?"*The imp quipped and snarked as he cocked and aimed his flintlock piston at the Author/Host. Not bothered by the security team flinching, shifting their stances ready to dogpile him and disarm him. Even as their boss made his way over, standing face to face with him as he seemed once again unbothered at having a loaded weapon trained on him. The imp had to give him this, he had a real brass set on him.*"Dunno what's pissing me off more, that you got M&M getting so frisky, that Loony's involved or that I'm somehow still not tapping M&M...so which you think it is, fuckface?"

Sketch:"You know the real answer there Blitz. Fact of the matter is I don't like ya and the last thing I need is you being a buzzkill with your emotional baggage....but you got a point, maybe I should cut you some slack…”*The flaming skull headed avatar spoke before suddenly drawing out a gun of his own with it pointed and aimed at Blitzo. Hammer cocked, safety off and just needing an excuse to start shooting.*”Is what you thought I’d say bitch!”*The dandy dressed former circus clown imp widened his eyes a bit, clearly he hadn’t expected someone to be willing to try out any him. They were now in a Mexican standoff that could end only one way, just kne good sudden move to set them off.*”Come on, do it pussy, no balls!!”

But let us leave this amusing diversion that has given the author host the excuse he needed to vacate the premises for some damage control and back to the real reason we are all here for. Things getting really spicy back in the studio’s talk show set as Marina and the imp duo wwre now fully naked, the naked octopus hottie licking and sucking on the top of Moxxie’s cock as she sandwiched and stroked off his length and girth with her exquisite milk chocolate skinned tits. All the while the imp’s groans of ecstasy were cut off by the intense liplock he was having with Millie as she made out with him, having stripped off her own clothing as she had her man plunge his fingers into sloppy, soaking wet slit. And this was just the warm-up of course before they really got started.

Ooh they certainly got started at high gear and full erotic volume as Moxxie laid back horizontally on the couch as Marina rode and bounced on him cowgirl style as Millie sat on his f face to have him eat her out. Moaning deeply as her man’s gifted tongue plunged away to drink up her juices as her hands leaned behind her to grasp his oh well crafted and maintained horns as she and Marina made out, their tongues dancing together the as the kinky imp and the sexy octopus-squid babe bonded in a shared lust snd love for her stud husband much to the delight of the studio audience of course. Especially with every regular organism shift of combination and position as the talk show set became an amateur porno livestream, definitely not for the kids that’s for sure!! And for those wondering, yes indeed Marina got a particular thrill from having her tendril hair grabbed and pulled.

From either her or Millie eating one another out as Moxxie plowed one of them missionary or doggy style to being bent over the couch or folded into a mating press, the pop idol was definitely going to remember this lovely encounter for sure. Especially when the alpha male imp stud would cum, that thick white hot baby batter dazzling the tastebuds of her tongue or filling up her ass and womb to overflowing excess. The pop idol dj wondering how to arrange and setup a party that would consist of having hotties line up around the block twice just to have this absolute sexual unit rock their world, after all why wouldn’t they? This guy was a total catch!!

As the threesome’s energy naturally worked the crowd into another orgy of course, outside the studio building was the aftermath of absolute chaos. The security team scattered about like they had been flung out of a twister but still alive, bullet holes decorating the floors and walls as Sketch and Blitzo laid on the floor, exhausted and looking like they came out of a war zone. The imp and flaming skull headed avatar catching their breaths, weapons scattered about as their fight had reached an point of exhaustion for the both of them. A comfortable silence between before the former circus clown spoke up.

Blitzo:”Okay so we call that a draw, does that make us friends now?” *Sketch gained the most deadpan expression imaginable as he looked Blitzo’s way. Despite any pain and tardiness he felt in his body, he reached out to bop him right on his head.*”Ah You dick!!” *And cue anko their bop on the head. The imp shooting s desdpan glance of his own.*”Simp, no would’ve sufficed….”

Sketch:”Ah go choke on Stolas’ dick…..”

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