#kung lao smut

[iliketangerines]

I love your writing so much- like literally the first thing I do in the mornings is check if you’ve posted 🩵

Also here to request- I had an idea of maybe the Earthrealm boys ((like liu kang, Raiden, Kung Lao, Johnny, Kenshi, Tomas, bi-han, and kuai)) all go to a hot springs and invite reader ((it can be male or female)) and they all thought it would going to be segregated by gender but it’s actually like all genders bathe together in the springs- so it’s just a bunch of horny ass guys and reader who’s just a small petite person ((with a busty chest and thick ass thighs 😍))

what i want

a/n: mmmmm, save me earthrealm defenders, save me, save me earthrealm defenders

pairing: liu kang, raiden, kung lao, johnny cage, kenshi takahashi, bi han, kuai liang, tomas x gn!reader

warnings: nsfw (MDNI), breeding kink, nipple play, pregnancy kink, degradation kink, blowjobs, slight bondage, electrostim, overstimulation

the Earthrealm champions settled into the springs, groaning as the warmth enveloped their muscles and surrounded their senses

Kung Lao and Johnny were in the corner talking about something ridiculous, and Kenshi shoots them a glare for splashing the water as Raiden watches on in amusement

Tomas, Kuai Liang, and Bi Han sat in the other corner, simply basking in the heat and taking a break having to lead the Lin Kuei

Liu Kang sat alone as he observed his champions, and he sighed as he sunk a little further into the water, closing his eyes and humming as he relaxed

none of them had any duties for the day and had decided to pamper themselves for the time being, and it was proving a wonderful decision

Liu Kang opens his eyes at the sound of someone entering the hotspring, and he turns around to find you wrapped in a white towel

the hot springs go quiet as you enter and give out an apology about how you couldn’t find the location and that you got turned around

you slip off your towel and fold it neatly before stepping into the springs, giving them a view of your plush chest and toned legs

your stomach slightly bulges out, and Liu Kang wants to do nothing more than grip onto the soft flesh and pepper kisses onto it

the god smiles as you settle in the water right next to him, and he feels a flush creep up on his face when you let out an appreciative moan at the heat

you talk Liu Kang’s ear off about something, but he can’t really hear you, not with the way he can still see your chest and legs submerged in the water

and your skin is unmarked, only a few minor scars littering here and there as a testament to your training, and Liu Kang wants to kiss and suck hickeys into your skin

he wants to see your skin marked in his bitemarks and know that he was the one who did that

he wants to grab onto your hips and dig his fingertips in to see bruises bloom and wants you to know that he had put them there

he can imagine how you’d sound, high-pitched and whiny as you beg him to cum, and Liu Kang hopes that the red flush on his body can be passed as the hot springs

in the corner, Kung Lao and Johnny look over at you and quiet their conversation to admire your body and all its toned muscle

your neck is bare and soft, and they want to sink their teeth into the flesh and show to the world that you are spoken for

your legs are plush and toned, and Johnny wants nothing more than to have them squeezed around his head

he wants to taste you, please you, watch you squirm as your hand grips into his hair, and you let out pitiful whines as your hips buck into his face

Kung Lao wants to grab your chest, pinch and roll the nipples between his fingers and listen to you yelp as he nips at your chest and sucks on your chest

he wants to fuck you, breed you with his heirs and watch your stomach round out

he wants to watch the cum leak out of your abused hole and them push it back in with his fingers as you whine from the overstimulation

Kenshi and Raiden can’t help themselves from having their eyes roam over you as well

Raiden wants to have you on top of him, riding him as he holds onto your waist and bounces you on his thick cock

he thinks you’d look so pretty all  fucked-out and drooling as you lose your senses when he shocks your most sensitive parts with electricity

he wants to have you desperate for him as you blabber out incoherent nonsense as he fucks up into you and teases you with his fingers

Kenshi bites his lip as he imagines how you’d look on your knees, plush lips wrapped around his cock as you bob your head up and down

he’d grip onto your hair and move you up and down when you get too slow, and he wants to push your face down until your nose buries into his pelvis

he wants to watch tears stream down your face as you gag and moan around his cock, and he wants to fuck into your face and watch your eyes go glassy

you’d swallow his come like a good whore, and he’d drag you up and kiss you as he teases you with your fingers

Bi Han, Kuai Liang, and Tomas sit in the corner and watch Liu Kang in jealousy as you talk to Liu Kang about some new project you’re working on

Bi Han wants to drag you away from the god and sit you in his lap, hook your legs over his and spread you so that he can show everyone how he fucks you well

he wants to wrap a hand around your throat and use his other to pinch and tease your nipples

you’d be such a desperate whore, begging to cum as he denies you your release over and over again

he’d cum inside of you over and over again, using you as a cumdump, until there’s a slight bump in your stomach

he’d keep you plugged up with his cum until it takes, and he wants to see you round with his child as he fucks into you

Bi Han think your chest would look pretty all swollen with milk, and he wants to see the milk pearl on your nipples and suck on them as you moan in pleasure

Kuai Liang is thinking no better than Bi Han

he wants to drag you out of of the hotsprings and have you on your knees and tie your hands behind your back as he fucks into you

he'd smack your ass and watch it redden underneath his large hand, and you’d look so pretty drooling and crying as he fucks you

you’d sound so pretty as you cum over and over again, whining that you can’t cum anymore, that it’s too much, but he’d keep fucking you, telling you that pretty little sluts don’t get to decide whether or not they get to cum or not

Tomas squirms in his spot, and he imagines kissing along your scars, worshiping you and your body as you whine and moan for him to do more

he wants to please you, nip at your soft plush thighs and listen to you yelp and have you bury your fingers in his hair

he’d fuck into you slow and deep, making sure to hit all the deepest parts of you as he lavishes you with kisses

he wants to have you fucked-out and cockdrunk as he watches you whine and beg for him to go faster, to please make you cum

he’d give in, but only after he’s had his fun teasing you with his slow thrusts, cock stretching you out deliciously

all of them are snapped out of their stupors when a ringing echoes through the air, and you jump out of the water and grab onto your phone

you answer the call, and the defenders can only stare as the water droplets trail down your soft skin, down your chest, down in between your legs

you clumsily wrap a towel around you with one hand as you wave goodbye to them and thank them for inviting you before walking away

none of them can relax once you’ve left

all they want to do is fuck you

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[heavenlyvision]

Truth or dare

Word count: 10.3k

Pairing: Kung Lao x F!Reader

A/N: I have done it !!! I have completed my Kung Lao fic, I hope it feeds you all well. It has a lot of dialogue but I think it’s fun, enjoy !!! <33

Summary: Living with both Raiden and Kung Lao is a lot of fun but it can be exhausting, especially since Kung Lao likes to play stupid games.

Warnings: 18+ only, lots of dialogue, smut, dirty talk, fingering, cunnilingus, p in v sex, no use of y/n, I think that’s all !!!

Today you have already been to work and done your shift, but that doesn’t mean you’re free from being there, Kung Lao and Raiden love madam Bo’s and you do too but having just finished a shift here and then staying as a customer is worrisome for you. Every time you’re here on your own time you get nervous about being asked to cover for someone or work an extra hour, it’s only happened a handful of times in all your years of working here but still, the fear lingers.

“Hey, you with us?” Kung Lao snaps his fingers in front of your face.

You’ve been staring at him mindlessly, not even taking in anything he was doing or saying, “Yeah, sorry.”

Raiden asks you, “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine, just thinking.” You give him a polite smile.

“Worrying more like,” Kung Lao amends.

“Was not,” was too.

He argues, “You were, had your worried expression on and everything.”

“Whatever,” you huff.

“Leave her alone Kung Lao,” Raiden is always taking your side when it comes to things like this.

Kung Lao rolls his eyes at the pair of you, “Always teaming up on me,” he exaggerates.

“We do not,” your eyebrows pinch at him.

He whines slightly, “You do, always making me do the dishes and chores–”

“–Maybe if you did them when you are supposed to, we would not have to tell you to do them,” Raiden interjects.

“You’re complaining because we ask you to do your fair share at home?” You clarify.

“See?? You’re teaming up on me right now,” he sighs and shakes his head.

“I’m getting sick of you,” your tone is teasing but you keep a straight face.

Kung Lao’s hand moves to his chest in faux hurt at your statement.

“Should we kick him out?” Raiden joins your teasing.

Nodding solemnly, you say, “I think we might have to.”

Kung Lao gasps, “What the hell guys?”

Both you and Raiden are giving each other very sombre looks, pretending to be so sad about the loss of Kung Lao from your household.

“Guys?” Kung Lao’s tone is worried.

You look to him with your brows raised, “Are you gonna do your chores without being asked?”

He looks away in thought, “I mean… maybe?”

You shake your head at him and direct you attention to Raiden, “Lost cause,” you sigh.

“Indeed,” Raiden nods at you in agreeance.

“Okay, I do not like this joke anymore,” Kung Lao says.

Raiden and yourself break and start laughing at him.

“I do not like when you guys do that,” Kung Lao complains in reference to yours and Raiden’s ability to immediately pick up on the others joke and play along completely seriously.

You shrug at him, “I think it’s funny.”

He scowls back at you.

“Lighten up,” Raiden pats his back.

“One of you is paying for lunch,” he’s taking advantage of the situation.  

Rolling your eyes at him you say, “I will pay.”

“I will pay,” Raiden argues with you.

Kung Lao turns to him, “You never offer to pay when it’s just us.”

“Because you eat a lot, plus, she paid last time,” Raiden shakes his head at him.

“I’m fine to pay again, I don’t mind.”

“I mind,” Raiden counters.

“As long as I’m not paying, I do not mind,” Kung Lao jokes.

“We won’t make you pay; you have to keep your money for the new place you’ll be getting after we kick you out,” you jest.

Raiden chuckles at you but Kung Lao makes an unhappy face.

“Don’t pout Kung Lao, I’m just kidding,” you wonder if you took it too far.

Raiden warns, “He’s baiting you, do not feel bad for him.”

“Raiden, I could’ve convinced her to do my chores for me or something, always ruining things for me,” he whinges.

“You would think she’d have learnt by now not to feel bad for you,” Raiden languishes.

“I am right here,” you interrupt.

Living with them has taken years off your lifespan, you think.

Pointing as you say, “The day I do your chores for you is the day I die, Kung Lao.”

He lets out an over-the-top groan, throwing his head back.

“Okay, enough theatrics,” Raiden says, ending the direction of the conversation.

It’s good that he did, because Kung Lao and yourself would sit here all day going back and forth with the other. The both of you seemingly incapable of ending the bit, always bouncing off the other, increasing the drama of the situation until one of you pretends to feel hurt and the other apologises. It’s not a particularly harmful thing for either of you but the never ending back and forth between the two of you harms Raiden, in the way that he gets exhausted just watching the two of you. Quite frankly, it’s worse at home, the two of you at least try to behave out in public, or you do anyways.

You look to Raiden and give him your best begging eyes, “Please don’t kick me out.”

“Stop that!” Kung Lao points at you.

“Stop what?” You ask.

He frowns, “Stop being cute to get your way.”

“Dunno what you’re talking about,” you shrug, feigning innocence.

Raiden rolls his eyes at the both of you, “I think I might move out.”

“You can’t leave me alone with him!” You protest, lowering your voice as you say, “I’d accidentally get him wet after midnight and he’d eat me or something.”

Kung Lao takes in a breath, ready to say something but Raiden stops him, “Do not say whatever it is you are planning to.”

He deflates at Raiden’s words, sighing, “You never let me have any fun.”

“For good reason,” he retorts.

Raiden pays Madam Bo for lunch and you’re all heading home, filling the rest of the day with miscellaneous activities. Mostly, you stay in your room and read, invested in the current romance novel you bought the other day.

In the time that you’re reading the sun sets and the front door closing brings you back to the real world, you decide it might be time that you exit your room and see what’s happened in your absence.

As you enter the living area you only see Raiden, “Where’s Kung Lao?” You ask.

Looking up to you, he replies, “He’s got that date tonight, remember?”

You walk over to him and sit down, “I had forgotten, he met her at Madam Bo’s, didn’t he?”

He nods at you, “Yeah, last week.”

Humming, you say, “A girl who has seen Kung Lao eat and agrees to a date with him is a brave girl indeed.”

Raiden chuckles at your words.

You don’t have any feelings in particular towards Kung Lao going on a date tonight, or any night really. Predominantly because he never really dates them; he goes out and either gets lucky or comes home and complains about how something they did was annoying or weird. Last time, she didn’t like tea and he thought that was a red flag and never saw her again.

“I am bored,” you whinge.

Raiden huffs at you, amused, “What do you want to do?”

“Scrabble?”

“I do not like playing scrabble against you,” he says.

You know why he doesn’t like playing against you, but you ask anyways, “Why not?”

“You take it too seriously,” he shakes his head at you.

“Please,” you pout at him, hands clasped together.

He rolls his head, sighing, “Fine, but only if you try to be normal about it.”

“If you didn’t play stupid words this wouldn’t be an issue,” you retort.

He pinches the bridge of his nose, “You’re already starting.”

“I’m sorry! I’ll behave, promise.” You give him your most innocent smile.

“Okay, go get the board.” He speaks.

“Yes!” You get up to go get the board from your room, briefly you think of how much of a sucker he is.

When you come back, you set it up at the table, the both of you sit across from each other. The beginning of the game goes well, you’re pretty close in score for a while but as you both play against one another, you find it increasingly difficult to be normal. He always plays stupid words but the one he’s just put down makes you want to reach over and strangle him.

Your eye twitches as you say, “’Ax’ is not a valid scrabble word.”

“It is.” is all he says in response.

“No, and if it is, it is wrong because ‘ax’ should have an ‘e’ on the end of it to be a word.” You’re restraining yourself from getting upset about this but there is no way that is a scrabble word.

“Go get the scrabble dictionary if you don’t believe me,” he shrugs at you.

Squinting at him in scrutiny, you get up and go get the book.

Once you’ve sat back down in front of him, you flick through the pages to determine if it’s valid or not. When you find it, you are more than upset.

“Did you find it?” He asks, his voice already laced with victory.

Scowling at him, you say, “Yes… I still don’t think it should be a word though.”

“Why not?”

You’re a bit frantic as you explain, “It literally defines an axe with an ‘e’, it shouldn’t be allowed as ax when axe is spelled as axe and is also a valid scrabble word, you can’t have two words spelt differently with the same definition.”

He shakes his head at you, “Are you even trying to be normal about this?”

“I am putting in so much effort, be grateful.” His stupid word is stupid and outrageous.

“Fair enough, I am grateful.” He smiles at you; you’re frowning at him.

Taking a deep breath, you give him his stupid twenty-four points, since he got a stupid triple word score with his stupid two letter made up word.

It’s not long after that when Kung Lao walks in through the front door. He sees you both playing scrabble and remarks, “You guys are like two old people in a nursing home.”

You ignore his comparison, “You’re home early,” you comment, not looking at him, instead staring intently at the board.

Raiden is putting down his next word and you swear to God if it’s something ridiculous, you’re flipping the board. He’s currently 20 points ahead, and he’s only winning because of his bullshit word.

Kung Lao walks over to you both and stands behind you, watching over your shoulder. He winces at your letters because how do you currently not have a single consonant.

“She wouldn’t stop talking about her ex, it was weird,” Kung Lao explains. “Babe, I’m sorry but you have the worst letters right now.”

You turn around and slap at him, “I know that, thank you babe,” you huff out at him, you didn’t need his commentary.

“You never call me babe,” Raiden directs at Kung Lao jokingly and you chuckle at him.

You abruptly stop laughing and say to him, “Don’t make me laugh, I am so annoyed at you right now.”

“Why do you keep agreeing to play scrabble with each other? It never ends well.” Kung Lao states. “By the way, one of you spelt axe wrong,” he observes.

“See? Even Kung Lao thinks it’s wrong!” You point at Raiden accusatorily.

“I don’t think it’s wrong, that is objectively spelt wrong,” comes Kung Lao’s reply.

Raiden opens the dictionary and shoves it in his face, “It is right there, it is legal!”

“How many points did you get for it?” Kung Lao asks, squinting at the book to read it.

“Twenty-four,” you grit out.

Raiden is proud as he says, “I got a triple word score.”

You’re seething in your seat; you still haven’t gotten over it.

“Who’s winning?” He asks.

You feel like you might strain yourself, “He is, by twenty points.”

Kung Lao cringes, “Yikes.” He puts a hand on your shoulder, “Try not to flip the board.”

“I’m not going to flip the board.”

“You did that one time I played against you,” he reminds.

“Because cwm shouldn’t be a word,” you pout.

“It is though,” he shrugs at you.

“It shouldn’t be though!” You scowl at him, “Still annoyed about that.”

“And that’s why I won’t play scrabble with you anymore,” he tells you.

“You guys act like I am the crazy one, you’re the ones putting down stupid words,” you whinge.

Kung Lao places his hand on top of your head and shakes you lightly. You slap him away, “Stop it.”

He chuckles at you and moves across the room to flop onto the couch.

“Did it not go well?” Raiden asks, looking at his letters.

Kung Lao looks at him with his brows raised, “Are you deaf or something? I said before, she spoke about her ex the whole time, it was uncomfortable.”

“Ah that is right, sorry, I am distracted.” Raiden’s reply is dismissive, trying to determine his next move.

You snicker at the both of them; you find their interactions funny.

“I am sorry about your stroke of bad luck Kung Lao,” you look at him pitifully.  

His eyebrows frown at you, “What do you mean?”

Raiden answers for you, “Every date you go on at the moment, you either strike out or there is something “wrong” with her.” He uses finger quotes on his use of ‘wrong’.

“That is not true,” Kung Lao protests.

“Mmmm yes, it is,” you counter.

He huffs, laying back down, “Whatever, when’s the last time either of you got any?”

You decide to make a stupid joke, “Earlier, we did it while you were gone,” you keep your voice even and steady, trying to be convincing. You lightly kick at Raiden under the table, asking him to play along.

Raiden looks to you, his face straight as he says, “Yup, was great, real hot.”

Hearing Raiden say that almost makes you lose it laughing on the spot, but you soldier on.

At what you’ve both ‘confessed’ to, Kung Lao shoots up on the couch and looks between the two of you, “Actually?!”

“Yeah, best I ever had,” you say, Raiden looks like he might injure himself across from you.

Kung Lao is in disbelief, “You guys have to be joking, there’s no way!”

You nod your head very seriously, “There is, it was the only way Raiden would play scrabble with me.”

“Mhm, yeah, that was my condition.” Raiden confirms.

“I’m about to lose my mind, what the hell?” Kung Lao’s tone seems like he’s stressing himself out. “Why would you– I mean– with Raiden???” His attention is completely on you, he looks lost and maybe a little upset? You aren’t sure.

You smile at him, your lips shaking with how much you’re trying to contain your laughter.

“She is joking,” Raiden says, ending the joke quicker than you usually would.

“Boo, why’d you tell him so soon,” you complain.

Raiden looks over to Kung Lao, “Because he looks like he’s about to pass out.”

The both of you are lightly chuckling at the whole thing, Kung Lao looks confused.

“So, you two didn’t sleep together?” He asks, pointing between the two of you.

“Not tonight,” you tease.

“WHAT?” He exclaims.

Raiden clarifies, “Not any night.”

You give Raiden a thumbs down in response, he’s ruining your fun.

“I think I just aged twenty years,” Kung Lao says, “I need to lay down,” he lays himself back down on the couch, being overdramatic as usual.

You shake your head at him, “Why would you care anyways?”

“I have rights,” is his ominous response.

Your eyebrows pull together at his odd behaviour, “You sure do, buddy.”

“Alright, play your word, I want to end this game,” Raiden says, bringing your attention back to scrabble.

Sadly, you lose to him by ten points, and you feel cheated. His stupid word is what got him the win. You object to him about it, but he ignores you, too pleased in himself with his bullshit win.

“I am never playing scrabble with you ever again,” you huff, crossing your arms and slumping back in your chair.

Kung Lao calls out to you, “You say that every time you lose to one of us.”

“And then you get bored and beg us to play against you,” Raiden finishes.

“I do not beg,” you sulk.

Raiden reminds you, “You did earlier, said you’d behave and everything.”

“What? Every time she asks me, I get threatened, not begged.” Kung Lao complains from over on the couch.

You shrug at him, “You aren’t as much of a sucker as Raiden.”

“I’ll remember that you have just said that,” Raiden says.

Smiling sweetly at him you reply, “I’m sorry.”

He smiles at you faintly, immediately forgiving you, “It’s fine.”

“You are a sucker,” Kung Lao directs at Raiden.

You laugh at the both of them, “Alright, I’m going to bed, good night.” You get up from your seat and start walking down the hall to your room.

“Wait,” Kung Lao calls to you, making you stop where you’re standing.

You wait for him to continue, he lifts his forearm off his eyes to look at you, “Are you working tomorrow?”

“Yeah, in the evening though,” you inform him.

“Alright, good night,” he says.

“Good night,” Raiden says as well.

You hum to the both of them and wander off to bed for the evening.

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The next day when you wake up, they are both gone, already having started their days while you slept. There isn’t much you feel like you can do currently, feeling stuck in waiting mode for your shift at work. It isn’t for another handful of hours that you have to get ready, but you don’t feel like you can do anything in the meantime. So, instead of going out, you stay home and read some more, do some odd cleaning, and get upset remembering how you lost at scrabble last night.

They both probably won’t play against you for a couple months now since you got pretty close to flipping the board last night. It doesn’t matter though, when they won’t play you, Madam Bo does, and she at least uses real words. She’s the one who taught you to play, and she doesn’t appreciate their stupid words either, so it’s always nice to play with her. Preferable even.

As you watch the sun hang low in the sky you think it’s about time to get ready for work, you consider taking the scrabble board with you but ultimately decide against it. Staying late to play scrabble isn’t something you want to do tonight, maybe if you had a day shift instead. Next time, you think.

As you walk into work you take note that it is busy-ish, busier than usual, it’s the end of the week and people are hungry, coming here to treat themselves instead of cooking at home. Which is good… just means there is more for you to do.

It’s towards the tail end of your shift when Raiden and Kung Lao walk in, sitting in their usual spot. You realise now, Kung Lao asked you last night when you were working so they could come in during your shift. They usually walk back with you if they’re in the area but if you’re working a later shift one or both of them will come in towards your finishing time so they can walk you home.

It’s sweet that they do, it’s also handy because sometimes the customers will relentlessly flirt with you or wait until you finish the shift and try to hook up with you afterwards. Having Kung Lao and Raiden here prevents that from happening, though, it’d be better if you being uninterested and saying no was enough.

As you make your way over to their table, you get stopped by a familiar face, he’s a regular you haven’t really interacted much with.

“Hey…” His voice gets awkward as you stop in front of him, like he wasn’t expecting you to pay attention to him. He’s kinda cute, in an awkward and shy sort of way.

“May I help you?” You ask, in customer service mode.

He scratches at the back of his head awkwardly, “Uhm yes… well not like, I don’t need help… I um… wanted to tell you how pretty you are…” He’s stumbling over his words and blushing insanely hard. It’s endearing.

You’re kind of into it, thinking back to what Kung Lao said last night you realise it has been a while since you got any action, dating and otherwise.

“Thank you, that’s really sweet of you to say,” you smile politely at him, okay so you’re a little rusty on the flirting front too.

He looks a little shocked at your openness to his clumsy flirting, “…Would you, like to go on a date? With me? Some day?”

You go to reply to him, but Kung Lao has walked up to you, “You know, it’s kinda rude to leave customers waiting, babe.”

“Give me a minute,” you look at him, frowning politely, trying to get him to understand that he needs to leave… right now.

“Oh, are you guys… together?” The cute stranger asks.

You say, “No.”

As Kung Lao says, “Yes.”

You look at him dubiously, confused by what he’s doing.

The man sitting at the table looks even more confused than you do, “I’m really sorry, I’m lost,” he says.

You exhale before speaking to Kung Lao, “Go sit down, I’ll be at your table shortly.”

He looks at you, gaze scrutinizing. You have no idea what’s gotten into him, this is the first time he’s interrupted you while with a customer. Normally if you need help, you handle it yourself or look to them, but you didn’t prompt his help.

He huffs slightly as he walks back over to the table, Raiden mouths ‘sorry’ at you, feeling badly for not being able to stop Kung Lao. You make a note to yourself to ask Kung Lao what he was thinking just now.

“I am so sorry, that was my roommate,” you direct your attention back to the shy man in front of you.

He looks relieved, “That’s okay… so, um… about going on a date? With me?”

“I think I’d like that,” you say.

The both of you exchange names and numbers and you say goodbye to him, needing to get back to work. Which means going over to Kung Lao and Raiden’s table.

Walking up to them, you ask, “Are you guys ready to order?” You’re using your customer service voice on them.

“Don’t be mad,” Kung Lao moans.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, sir. I’m just here to take your order,” you reply, tense smile on your face.

He turns to look at Raiden, pleading, “Do something.”

“I would like some tea,” Raiden smiles at you, trying to avoid worsening the situation.

“What kind?” You ask.

“Surprise me,” he’s being tugged on by Kung Lao but is ignoring him.

You nod and go to turn around but Kung Lao tugs on your apron, causing you to stop and look at him, “Yes?”

“I am sorry,” he mumbles, letting go of your apron.

Grabbing the top of his head and making him look at you, you tell him, “You better be, you embarrassed me.” You let go of his head, patting it once.

“I didn’t mean to…” he frowns at you, smoothing his hair back.

You hum your reply, “Mhm, I’m so sure.”

Raiden asks, “Did he ask you out?”

You nod at him, “Yeah, we exchanged numbers.”

Kung Lao makes a face of displeasure, prompting you to ask, “What is wrong now?”

“Nothing,” he shrugs at you, “Just thought he was weird.”

“He was nice,” you counter.

He immediately asks you, “Why are you even interested in him?”

You consider your answer, “He’s cute, and seems nice.”

Raiden is exasperated with the two of you, choosing to check out of the conversation. Looking away from the pair of you, suddenly finding the wall very interesting.  

“People always hit on you, you never give them your number,” Kung Lao recounts.

Shrugging at him as you say, “You’re the one who’s always saying I never get out.”

“It’s not like that’s a bad thing,” he retorts.

You roll your eyes at him, this conversation is going nowhere, “Whatever, I’m done talking about this. Do you want some tea?”

He folds his arms over his chest, pouting slightly, “Yes.”

“Okay,” you chuckle a little at his response, finding his sulking cute.

Turning around you go to get their tea. They’re only buying something so that they can stay until you finish your shift, which looking at the clock, you have less than an hour left of it.

The rest of your shift goes by quickly, which you’re thankful for. You’re ready to get into bed, tomorrow is the beginning of the weekend and it’ll be the first one you have off in a while. Lately, you’ve been covering all the weekend shifts. Madam Bo is low on staff and the staff that she does have other than you, don’t want to work the weekend shifts.

Picking up the slack doesn’t bother you that much, but you have been experiencing some burn out lately, overworking yourself a little. Which Madam Bo noticed and refused to let you come in this weekend.

When you are ready to leave, Kung Lao and Raiden are waiting for you out the front.

You come up from behind them, “Thank you, for walking me back,” you tell them, grateful that they both care for you.

“You are welcome,” Raiden says, smile polite.

Kung Lao pats your head, “You attract weirdos, someone has to walk you home.” He jokes.

You’re rolling your eyes at him as you flick his hand off your head, “Not nice.”

“Sorry,” he apologises quickly, “It’s not your fault.”

You hum at him, “It’s fine.”

The three of you begin your walk home, the stars are beautiful, there’s so many of them out here. As you walk in between the two of them, you feel an overwhelming affection for them both, your hands slip into theirs; holding both of them at the same time and swinging them back and forth.

They both allow it, letting you have your moment.

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With the late finish last night and your recent exhaustion, you sleep in until later in the day. You wake up confused and lost, like you’ve lost ten years or something. Blearily, you look at the clock on your wall, it’s one in the afternoon. You think? You’re having a hard time comprehending the minute and hour hands on the clock right now.

Getting out of bed, you wander through the house, looking for one of the other two. Raiden isn’t anywhere to be found but Kung Lao is sitting in the lounge, snacking.

“You’re finally up,” he observes as you shuffle into the lounge. You feel like a corpse, “Geez, are you okay?” He asks you.

Shaking your head at him is your response, you don’t feel like talking yet.

He pats the cushion beside him for you to sit on. Which you do, shuffling forward and collapsing into it, knocking into him on your way down.

“Is it after one?” You ask him.

“If by after one you mean it’s two, then yeah,” he chuckles at you lightly, “You sure you’re good?”

“Mm fine, why didn’t you wake me?”

“You have been overworking yourself, figured you could use the extra sleep,” he shrugs at you.

You grunt at him, “I feel like I’ve been in a coma.”

“You look like it too,” he teases, putting his snack off to the side.

The expression on your face is one of displeasure at his comment, you move past it though, instead asking him, “Where’s Raiden?”

“I dunno, out doing stuff?” His response is unconcerned.

Shaking your head at him you say, “You didn’t ask him?”

“Nah,” he’s still unbothered.

You can’t tell if he’s not curious enough or if you’re too nosey. “You need to ask more questions.”

“Maybe you need to ask less,” he retorts.

You roll your eyes at him and get up, retreating back to your room, “I’m going back to my room.” You tell him, choosing to change and freshen up slightly.

“Okay,” he hums at you thoughtlessly.

He doesn’t leave you alone for long though. You’re reading on your stomach in bed when he knocks on your door, he’s only been alone for twenty minutes but he knows you’re awake now and he likes company.

“Come in,” you call to him.

He walks in and flops down on his back next to you on your bed, “I’m bored,” he complains.

“When aren’t you?”

He just groans at you in response.

You’re exasperated when you ask, “What am I meant to do about it?”

His head turns to the side to smile at you, “I am so glad you asked.”

It’s your turn to groan now, you regret asking just from the look on his face.

“I wanna play a game,” he informs you.

“What kind of game,” you ask, voice laced with your uncertainty.

His smile turns just slightly evil, “Truth or dare.”

You drop your head into your mattress between your arms, your hands are still holding your book, “Isn’t that a game for a bunch of horny teens?”

He takes your book from your hands and chucks it to the floor; you pop your head up to look at him, “Hey!” You protest, “don’t break my book about it.”

“It’s a way for us to get to know each other better,” He argues against your prior question.

You side eye him as you say, “I already know far too much about you.”

“Come on, I’m bored,” he whinges.

“Kung Lao, this is a dumb game, if you wanna know things about me, just ask.”

He rolls his eyes at you, uninterested in your suggestion, “That is boring, plus in truth or dare you have to tell the truth, it’s the law.”

“Are you going to be annoying about this if I refuse?” You ask, already knowing that he is.

“Probably,” he shrugs.

Your face drops back into the mattress, “Fine.”

He celebrates, “Nice! Okay, I’ll be nice and you can ask first.”

“Truth or dare?” You drone into the fabric of the bed, voice muffled.

“Truth,” he answers.

“Lame,” you tease, “I dunno what to ask you.”

“Anything you want, free reign,” he says, eyes looking to your ceiling.

You whine into the bed, “Too much power.”

“You are such a wuss,” he chortles at you.

“Shut up,” you think on it a bit longer, “Mmmm, oh okay! Why did you interrupt me and that guy last night?”

“Dumb question,” he criticises.

You look to him, head still flat to the mattress, “Gotta answer, your rules.”

He scowls at your roof, “Didn’t like him.”

“Why not?”

He tuts at you, “You gotta wait till the next round if you want to know,” he looks to you, both your faces are close to each other, “Truth or dare.”

“Truth,” you answer.

He hums as he thinks of a question, his gaze mischievous as he settles on what he wants to ask, “How many people have you slept with?”

“Dare,” you change your answer and lay your face back into mattress.

“You can’t do that,” he’s laughing at you.

You mumble to him, “I just did.”

“Fine, I dare you to answer my question then.”

“You are such a loser,” you protest, sighing as you answer, “One.”

“I was expecting a higher number,” he says.

“Sorry I’m not a whore like you,” you tease.

“I like being a whore, thank you very much.”

You hum to him, not interested in actually answering him, “Truth or dare?”

“Dare.” He answers, you look to him and he’s smiling cheekily at you, premeditating that you were probably going to ask him the same question and trying to avoid it.

“This is not fun,” you whine.

He purses his lips at you, “I am having fun.”

“’Course you are.”

“Just give me the dare already,” his hand taps your shoulder blade.

You decide to play the same way he did with you, “I dare you to tell me when the last time you got laid was.” You’re hoping to give him a taste of his own medicine, perhaps make him uncomfortable but you aren’t that lucky.

“Probably… a month, maybe.” He answers with no hesitation, “I see you have lowered yourself to my level,” he laughs at you, pleased by you using his same strategy.

“I have so many regrets,” your face is still pushed into the sheets, you’re refusing to look at him.

“I miss sex,” he sighs.

“I’m not bothered.”

“When was the last time you had sex?”

“Not your business,” you tell him.

“You’re gonna have to answer cause that’s what I’m gonna ask you whether you pick truth or dare,” he pokes your side.

Slapping his hand you say, “I don’t know, when was my last relationship?”

“Like two years ago,” he answers for you, voice shocked.

“Calm down, it’s not that big of a deal.”

He sits up suddenly, “No wonder you don’t miss sex, you have forgotten how good it is.”

“It was never that great anyways,”

“Oh, you poor thing,” his tone is laced with pity, genuinely feeling for you, “I feel so bad for you.”

“Well stop, I’m literally fine,” you huff at him.

He rolls you onto your back and looks down at you, “Hurry up and ask me truth or dare, I have more things to ask you now.” He looks a little too excited right now.

You don’t want to know what else he wants to ask you, “I don’t think I wanna play anymore.”

“Come on! It was just getting good,” he’s staring at you very intently, it’s making you feel self-conscious.

Looking away from him and already regretting this, you ask him, “Truth or dare?”

“Truth.”

You decide to bring it back around, “Why didn’t you like the guy at Madam Bo’s?”  

He scowls at your question; he seemingly doesn’t want to answer this one question.

“We could always do something else,” you try giving him an out, mostly you’re trying to give yourself an out.

He keeps eye contact with you, “No… I don’t know, I just didn’t like him or how he was looking at you.”

You feel a little warm in the face under his gaze, “What does that mean?”

He smirks at you, “Nope, my turn now, truth or dare.”

“Does it even matter what I pick at this point?”

“Nope, not really,” his eyes are alight, amused at all of this, you guess.

You give him the response he wants, “Truth.”

“Your last partner, he ever get you to finish?”

“Kind of?” you wince at your answer.

He prompts you for more information, “What does that mean?”

“I guess, technically no?” His eyes on you are piercing, he’s waiting for you to elaborate but you don’t know if you want to, “I mean, he needed… my help?”

Kung Lao’s eyes widen in understanding, “You poor woman,” he’s shaking his head pitifully at you, “Now I understand why you don’t miss it, wasn’t any different from masturbating.”

You feel beyond embarrassed now, you reach your hand up and over his mouth, “You need to stop talking.”

From under your hand, you feel his tongue lick you, “Ew! What the hell?” You sit up properly, he’s closer to you than you were expecting.

He laughs at your disgust, proud of himself.

Your eyebrows raise at him, “Can we be done with this now?”

His own eyebrows pinch in thought, “Mmm, no.”

“Kung Lao,” you whine at him, frustrated by his persistence, “If you are so bored we can play scrabble.”

“I am not playing scrabble against you anytime soon,” he shoots back, “Plus, this is way more fun.”

“For you maybe,” you mutter before collapsing back onto the mattress.

Kung Lao’s eyes trace up your body, lingering on every part of you, “Have some shame Kung Lao,” you joke.

“We could kill two birds with one stone?” He proposes.

This is already headed in a suggestive direction and being the more responsible of the two, you feel like you should shut him down.

He doesn’t let you talk though, “I miss sex and you don’t know how good it is,” his eyes are burning into yours, he’s completely serious.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea,” you tell him honestly.

“I think it’s a fantastic idea,” he presses, “I guarantee you’ll thank me after.”

Your gaze is stern as you look at him, “This could irreparably damage our friendship.” Your choice of words leave an opening for him.

“But you are considering it,” he blinks at you, ignoring your concerns and instead focusing on the small window of opportunity you unintentionally left.

Your eyebrows pull together, he just wants to get his dick wet and you’re the one here right now, “You’re working yourself up, go have a cold shower or something.”

He chuckles, “You want to die not knowing how good I am?”

You rolls your eyes at him and his cockiness, “Your ego is taking up so much room in here, why don’t I leave you alone with it?”

His hand is bold as it rests on your thigh, “I think… you are interested in what I have to offer.”

You’re trying your best to be unaffected by him but he is cute and has such strong looking arms, his biceps are defined and muscular. The hand on your thigh is large and warm, his heated gaze is hard to avoid, it’s making you warm all over.

Being touched by him is overwhelming, you haven’t been touched by someone intimately or otherwise in a long time and it’s making your skin buzz.

“Truth or dare?” He asks suddenly, pulling his hand away and sitting cross legged beside you. His eyes are still watching you.

You groan as you pull yourself up into a sitting position in front of him, mirroring the way he is sat, “I don’t think it’s your turn to ask.”

“Well, ask then,” he replies.

You huff at him, feeling confused by his actions, “Truth or dare?”

“Dare.”

“I dare you to…” you purse your lips in thought, wanting to make him uncomfortable or embarrassed like he did to you but you aren’t convinced you can.

Mindlessly, your eyes flit to his hands again, they’re resting on his knees. You can’t stop thinking about his hand on your thigh, it’s quite frankly embarrassing how touch starved you are.

One of his hands reaches out, his finger hooks under your chin and raises your eyeline back to his, he’s smirking at you, “Eyes up here, babe.” His tone is smug.

“I know,” you push his hand away.

He smiles knowingly at you, “What were you looking at?”

“Nothing, I was thinking,” you try dismissing him.

He hums at you, not convinced of your answer but letting you get away with it anyways.

“I dare you to… give me a hug.” You settle on, it’s dumb and a little self-indulgent but you haven’t been held in a long time.

Kung Lao looks dumbfounded by your dare, “If you wanted a hug you did not have to dare me for one.” His voice is amused as he speaks but his hands reach out to you and pull you into his lap so you’re straddling him.

In this position your knees rest beside his folded legs as your arms wrap around his middle, holding him to you. Kung Lao’s own large arms hold you; his embrace is firm and comforting. You think it’s a little pathetic of you to enjoy this so much but you feel very content in his hold.

“You are weird,” he hums, his chest vibrates with it.

Ignoring his comment, you enjoy the hug, he is warm and firm and you think he gives the best hugs. When you think you’ve overstayed your welcome in his arms you go to move away but he holds you to him, not letting you go.

His hands roam up and down your back in a soothing motion, “My previous offer still stands.”

He lets you pull back this time but he doesn’t allow you to leave his lap, your faces are close together and his eyes are slightly lidded as he waits for your response.

You voice your concerns, “I still don’t think that’s a good idea…”

One of his hands leaves your back and grasps the side of your face, his eyes are looking you over, lingering on your lips. His thumb traces your bottom lip lightly, his soft touch and intense gaze is making your resolve shaky.

“Tell me no, tell me that you are not interested,” his voice seems strained, laced with desire.

Your reply is hesitant, “I– it’s not about that, if this ruined our friendship… I’d never forgive myself.”

His eyes are begging you, “You can blame me then.”

Something about his borderline desperation for you is making you dizzy; his presence is surrounding you and it’s making your thoughts cloudy. The hand on your face, the other on your hip, his pleading eyes, it’s all making you want him.

Maybe hugging him was a bad idea, with how close he is now, you can’t make a well thought out decision. All you can think about is him and his soft lips and how badly you want him.

One of your own hands comes up to his face, stroking his cheek bone. Instead of replying to him, you lean in and kiss him lightly, you’re timid, unsure if this is what he really wants. He sighs against you, his mouth responds to you quickly, taking control of the kiss and holding you firmly.

His kiss is hot, and wet and it’s a lot. It’s consuming, especially when he deepens it. The way he’s kissing you makes your heart leap in your chest and the longer his lips are on yours, the more eager his kiss gets.

He has a whimper falling from you and at the sound he pulls back, the pair of you are breathless, his expression is cocky when he looks at you. The look on your face is apparently delightful to him, both his hands hold your face as he looks at you.

“You have such a pretty look on your face right now,” he purrs at you.

His words make you buzz, you’re throbbing for him and it’s annoying that he’s so smug about it. To punish him, you go to move away but his hands quickly move to your hips and pull you back to him, your pussy makes contact with his crotch. The minor contact makes you gasp.

You whine at him, “Kung Lao–”

“–Can I have you?” He cuts you off, his grip holding you to him, you can feel how hard he is under you. The size and feel of him is distracting you, you’re needy, “Pay attention,” he scolds, his own need for you is overwhelming but he needs your consent first.

“Please,” you ask. He considers you for a moment and it makes you whine at him, “What?”

“Wondering if I should make you beg for it,” he replies.

“I don’t think you could,” you dispute.

He raises an eyebrow at you, “Is that a challenge?”

Suddenly, you regret your words. He may have a large ego but there is usually a reason behind it, and unfortunately, you are touch starved and needy for him. You have no doubts that he could make you beg.

You’re serious as you say, “No.”

“That was a quick change of heart,” he smiles at you.

You look away from him, “I don’t think it would be nice of you to do…”

“It would be hot though,” he counters.

The way he’s looking at you is suggestive even with the humour in his words, you completely believe that he absolutely would tease you until you begged him for it and that it probably would be hot, but with how wet and needy you are all you want is for him to fuck you nicely.

You’re shy as you confess, “I want you, now.” You hope that if you’re honest, he’ll show mercy.

His grip on you tightens lightly, his dick jumps at your admission. Suddenly, he’s pushing you off him and onto your back, flat on the mattress. He pulls off his shirt, exposing his torso to you, the sight has your mouth watering. His muscles move under his skin with his movements, and it makes you rub your thighs together for friction. His hands urgently tug your pants and underwear off at once, his haste takes you off guard.

His hands spread your thighs open, looking down shamelessly at your wet cunt, you try to close your legs, but his hands hold you apart, “You’re so wet,” he observes, and it makes you squirm against him, he’s doing too much.

He moves his eyes off your centre and looks at your shirt, deciding he dislikes it, “That needs to come off.”

You hesitate slightly, feeling very exposed compared to him but you comply and tug it off over your head, chucking it down onto the floor. He places your thighs on his hips and then his hands travel up your body, caressing your sides, before he places both hands on the mattress either side your head.

Leaning down he lowers himself onto his forearms and takes your lips in his again, his tongue immediately in your mouth. His kiss is dirty and leaves you breathless, desperate. One of his hands touches your skin again. Moving down your body to grip at your thigh, holding you to him. He then moves his hand to touch your pussy, he slides his fingers through your wetness. The feeling has you moaning into his mouth, he swallows your sounds, kissing you hungrily.

When he pulls back, he keeps his forehead to yours. His fingers caress at you, spreading your slick around, his gaze is far away as he looks at you. Eventually he can’t take it and pulls back from you, sitting between your thighs and watching his fingers play with your cunt.

“Don’t think I have ever been with someone this wet,” he groans at you, his words make you feel embarrassed, and you try to close your legs, “It’s a good thing, babe,” he assures you, not wanting you to deprive him of the view.

His finger probes at your opening, he grunts as he pushes it into you, “Poor thing, you can barely take my finger.” His tone is filled with faux pity.

You supress a whine at the feeling of his finger entering you, his eyes are completely distracted with the way you’re sucking him in. His thumb circles your clit firmly, wanting you to relax. The stimulation makes you whimper and bite your lip.

He speaks to you, “Don’t need to be quiet, preferable if you weren’t, actually.”

“It’s –ngh– embarrassing, to be loud,” you respond.

“Who told you that?” His eyes are still watching your pussy, he’s starting to withdraw his finger, pushing it right back in, a squelching noise filling the room at his actions. The sound makes a deep groan come from him.

The feeling makes you gasp, hands covering your mouth as you moan.

“I like the sounds you make, they’re cute,” he pulls his finger out just to stuff a second in next to it, you feel full as you pulse around him.

“You wouldn’t know,” you counter.

“Hmm that’s cute… you think I can’t hear you? Late at night, shoving your fingers into your tight little pussy?” Both his fingers are working you open, fucking into you softly.

His words shock you, it’s not often that you indulge and to know he’s heard you sets your skin on fire.

“Always make such cute sounds, can hear how you try to be quiet,” he purrs to you, eyes never leaving your cunt, too involved with stretching you open. He wants you to take him, he wants you to be full of him.

When in doubt, deny, “I –hah– dunno what you’re –nghff– talking about.”

He chuckles at your flimsy lie, “Can deny all you want but I know what I hear, the way you gasp and whine is difficult to forget.” His hand moves quicker, the lewd sounds in the room getting louder with how wet his words make you.

His control right now is surprising even to him, abruptly he pulls his fingers from you and the loss makes you whine. He looks to you and then shoves his fingers, wet from you into your mouth, you suck them clean and the expression on his face looks like he’s about to fall apart in front of you.

After he retracts them slowly from your mouth, he lays on his stomach between your thighs.

“You don’t have to do that,” you tell him quickly.

His eyes are dark, “I know, I want to.”

His hands grab onto your legs and throw them over his shoulders. He blows on your cunt just to watch you twitch for him; his gaze is greedy. And so is his tongue as he licks into you, his mouth downright worshiping your pussy as he tastes you.

Your back arches off the bed at the contact, head swimming in ecstasy at the way his tongue fucks you, his nose pressed into your clit. It’s got your eyes rolling back and hands gripping the sheets, you’re incredibly wet, getting him wet and messy. You want him inside you, you want his body on yours, want him to press his skin up against yours as he fucks you. You want him.

He moans into your pussy, his pace quickening. He’s determined to have you cumming on his face and unwilling to pull away until you do. His hands hold your thighs spread for him, his tongue laps at you, he pulls it out of your pussy hole to suck on your clit. It has you seeing stars, moans and whimpers increasing, so incredibly close to the edge.

As he enters his fingers back inside you and begins stroking your inner walls, you start to tighten around him. He hums happily into your cunt, knowing you’re so close to cumming. Your thighs try to close around his head, but his grip holds you steady, it’s the prick of his nails biting into you slightly that has you finishing around his fingers.

You release supressed whimpers as you cum and when he notices that you are cumming, he rips his fingers from you and replaces them with his mouth, swallowing your release eagerly. He moans into your cunt at the taste of you, overjoyed at your orgasm.

When he pulls back, he’s tugging his pants down and taking them off, desperate for you. His own arousal setting him on fire, so close to finishing just from making you cum. He strokes his dick languidly, the slight pressure making him sigh out in relief.  

The sight of his cock reminds you of how badly you want to be filled with him, drained slightly from your orgasm but still needy for him. He’s fucking his hand to the sight of you, one of his hands holds your thighs apart while he kneels between them, stroking himself and looking at your cunt.

“Kung Lao,” you whine at him, urging him to move along.

He looks to you, his eyes are lidded and filled with lust, but he smirks at you, “Beg.”

His word punches you in the gut, he wants you to beg for his dick. He gave you a taste of euphoria and is now withholding.

“Mm not gonna beg,” you tell him.

His voice is slightly strained, holding back a moan, “That’s really too bad.”

He leans over you, his hand on your thigh moving to beside your head, holding his weight above you. He moves the tip of his cock through your folds, rubbing you and spreading your slick over the tip of his dick. You wonder if he’s going to give up that easily, but as he keeps sliding his cockhead against you, you realise you’re not that lucky. He’s teasing you, the sensation of him has you keening, wanting to moan but containing the sounds, not wanting him to have the satisfaction.

“Cause I think you’d sound really cute if you begged me,” he adds onto his previous statement.

“Hah– Mm not gonna beg,” you repeat.

“We will see,” his reply is unworried, unrushed, taking this at his own pace.

He continues moving the head of his dick through your folds before briefly dipping to your pussy hole, stretching you on him just the smallest bit before pulling away. He pulls away from your cunt and strokes himself, he moans at the feeling.

His eyes are on you and your needy gaze, “Could have it right now, babe.” He taunts, the tip of his cock pushing into your cunt again, but ultimately pulling away immediately.

He repeats the action, over and over again, pushing into you the tiniest amount, enough to slightly stretch you open on him and then pulling away before you get any kind of satisfaction. Moans spill from him every now and again, both from your pussy leaking on his cock and the way his hand moves up and down his shaft.

His resolve seems impeccable for a man who almost came in his pants while eating you out, he continues teasing you, never indulging you. He wants to hear you beg for him; his skin is burning for it.

You’re close to tears now, needing to feel him, your eyebrows are pinched together, “Kung Lao, please.”

“What was that?” His eyes look to yours.

You whine slightly as you say, “I need you… please.” Your eyes are large and pleading.

His reaction to your expression and pleas, is a large victorious smile, “That is all you had to say, babe.”

Finally, he slowly starts pushing into you, properly this time. Inch by delicious inch, he presses into you, filling you completely. Large and heavy inside you, your cunt throbbing around him at the feeling of finally being full. When he’s sheathed completely inside, pelvis pressed to yours, you both moan loudly.

“Gods, I might cum like this – hah – why didn’t you beg sooner,” he complains, leaning down so his skin is resting on yours, holding his weight up with his forearms.

You feel speechless, so full of him, your cunt pulsing around him. When he leans down to you, you wrap your legs around his waist, hooking them behind him. The shift causes him to slip deeper and he whimpers in response.

You clench around him at the sound, and he grunts, he pulls out of you abruptly and it makes you gasp first before whining at the loss of him.

“Wait – wait, what are you doing,” you whine at him, confused.

He’s holding the base of his cock as it twitches in his hand, “I almost –fuck– I almost came,” he curses, trying to control himself.

You go to whinge at him some more, but he stops you, “Need you to be quiet for a moment.” He asserts, worried your begging will push him over the edge very suddenly.

Complying, you wait a moment for him, and when he’s ready he pushes into you again, filling you perfectly. You wrap your legs around him when he’s pressed to you completely. He’s resting on his forearms again, framing your face and gazing at you.

“I thought you were supposed to be some kind of expert,” you say, teasing him a little.

He huffs at you, before nosing at the side of your face, “I am, but you have a divine pussy.” The compliment goes straight to your core, and you clench around him, he groans at you, “Like being praised huh?”

He draws his hips away from you, starting to fuck into you, his initial pace attempting to be gentle. He’s so big and he’s pressing up against places inside you that have never been touched, it makes you whimper and whine. The sounds are embarrassing to you and as you go to cover your mouth, Kung Lao’s hands grab onto both your wrists, pinning them to the bed.

“I want to hear how well I fuck you,” he whispers into your ear, the words send a shiver down your spine.

The pace he set changes into a fast and desperate one, fucking into you harshly and quickly. He looks down to where he’s fucking into you, groaning at the way you take him so well, he looks back to you. Wanting to see your expression. The way he’s fucking you makes your head spin, your eyes glaze over as you look up at him, his face is concentrated as he focuses on his pace.

You think he looks stunning like this, slightly fucked out and desperate as he fucks into you over and over again.

He catches the look in your eyes, “Looking at me with heart eyes, babe. What’s wrong?” He lets go of one of your wrists to hold the side of your face, “Dick so good you’re falling for me?”

If you weren’t so lost, if you didn’t feel so good right now, you’d bite back, say something teasing in nature but as he bullies his way into your cunt over and over again. You can’t help but mindlessly agree, nodding at him in response, hoping he’ll fuck you over the edge.

He relishes in your response, and he smiles at you before leaning down and kissing you. His tongue searching your mouth, making you even more breathless than his cock.

Pulling back, he watches the way you’re writhing and moaning under him, it has him right on the edge, barely fighting off his own orgasm. Only holding out by the skin of his teeth, refusing to cum before you do.

His thrusts become rougher, his pelvis grinds into your clit each time he re-enters you and it makes you flutter around him.

“You’re so close –ngh– I can feel it, cum all over me, babe.” He groans at you, “Mm the way your tight pussy is choking my dick has me right on the edge, –hah– feels so good,” he leans down to your ear, “Been doing such a good job, got the best cunt I’ve ever been in.”

All the praise he showers you with has you cumming without warning, your cunt clenching tightly around him. You moan out his name, whimpers exiting you, the force of your orgasm has you forgetting to be embarrassed. Too caught up in how good it feels to cum around him.

He moans at the feeling of you pulsing around him, his dick jerking, your own release triggers his very quickly. He rushes to pull out of you, but you lock your legs around him and hold him tight, wanting him to cum inside you.

As he realises your intent he keels over slightly, grinding his pelvis into you, filling you up with his release and riding out both your highs. His groans trail off into whimpers as he grows sensitive, but he doesn’t stop grinding into you, enjoying the way your pussy twitches around him too much.

You’re off in the clouds, not comprehending much of what’s happening around you, not until Kung Lao presses kisses to your lips, slowly coaxing your attention back to him. When you feel a little more tethered to Earth you wrap your arms around his neck and kiss him back properly. He smiles into the kiss, pulling back from you and then pressing a final peck to your cheek.

He carefully pulls out of you, gaze watching his cum leak out of you and onto the bed, his eyes are alight as he watches your cunt pulse. Your legs kick him away, as much as they can anyways, you’re a little shaky and sore.

He chuckles at you but flops down onto the mattress next to you, turning to his side so he can look over you.

“So?” He asks, wanting to hear you say how good he knows he was.

You pout up at the ceiling, “So, what?”

“Come on, I know I was the best you ever had,” he pokes your side.

You turn to him, “I’ve only ever slept with one other person.”

“Whatever…” he looks into your eyes, “You’re the best I have ever had,” he tells you, reaching out to tug you closer to him.

You’re resting on your side now, held against him. His confession makes your heart soar because unlike you, he has had his fair share of sexual encounters.

“You are the best I have had,” you admit, even though you’d actively have to try to be worse than the last guy.

“Yes, I knew it,” he’s celebrating his win, you can practically feel the room get smaller with his growing ego.

“So far,” you tease.

“What?” He makes you look at him, “I’m it now, babe.”

You’re a little wordless, “What?”

“I’m it, if you need dick from now on, you come to me,” he asserts, “So delete that guys number.”

“And you?” You ask him.

He looks at you questioningly, “You kidding? Why would I want anyone else?”

His words make you melt, you don’t know what this is, if it’s a friends with benefits situation or something more but either way, you like it.

“I’ll delete his number if you play scrabble with me,” you smile mischievously at him.

He flops onto his back and groans dramatically at you, “Fine.”

Moving closer to him, you kiss his cheek, and it makes him blush. Yeah, you like whatever this is.

ᖭི༏ᖫྀ

A/N: Thank you for reading it all !!! This took me a bit to finish but I am happy with it. I struggled most with the truth or dare scene and making things flow but in the end it’s a made up scenario and we all wanna fuck Kung Lao so 🤷‍♀️ 🤷‍♀️ Anyhow, I hope you enjoyed it <333 As per usual, if you have any requests, feelings, thoughts, questions, please don’t hesitate to reach out !!! I love you all <33 For the scrabble game, cwm isn't a misspell on my part, there is a legitimate scrabble word spelt cwm and is defined as: a steep-walled semicircular basin in a mountain; may contain a lake Ax is also just a variation on the usual spelling of axe and I think that is dumb, I like scrabble and think these two words would irk me, especially if I lost because of them lmao

#mk1 smut #mk1 2023 #smut #fanfic #kung lao x reader #kung lao x reader smut #kung lao #kung lao smut #kung lao x you #kung lao x you smut

[kisses4lao]

His titties are huge like omfg googoo gaga I want milk ‼️‼️‼️

#kung lao is literally the only mk1 character ever can you guys believe that thats so insane #kung lao mk1 #kung lao x reader #kung lao smut #kung lao mortal kombat #kung lao #mortal kombat x reader #mortal kombat x reader smut #mortal kombat smut

[starrluvs]

can you please… facesitting but with raiden and kung lao? i’m begginf

𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍 | 𝐊𝐔𝐍𝐆 𝐋𝐀𝐎 + 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆

cw: afab reader, oral (fem receiving), facesitting, established relationship (raiden), rivals or fwb (kung lao), raiden being a sweetheart, kung lao being a cocky mf

wc: 709

a/n: my first anon request eeee tysm <3 !! i've never considered writing for kung lao or raiden before, but this was fun to write! maybe i'll be open to write about more mk men apart from the lin kuei trio... also, requests/asks are open, so come talk to me or send some asks!

𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍

raiden was a sweet man. he was kind, hardworking, humble and open to new opportunities and challenges. so when you told him that you wanted to try sitting on his face, he agreed, telling you that he’d do his best. 

lucky for you, his best was more than enough. raiden was underneath you, listening to all the moans that left your lips while he slowly ran his tongue deep inside your slick walls. the tingling feeling made your toes curl as you whimpered out his name,

the champion hums against your pussy, making you shiver from the jolt of vibrations lingering through your core. you look down at raiden, and the sight of him so willingly smothering himself into you made your cheeks rise in temperature. his eyebrows were knitted close together and his eyes were closed as he was solely focused on bringing you pleasure.

as if he could feel your stare, raiden opens his shining brown eyes and stops what he’s doing for just a quick moment. he was able to see your hair become fizzed and quite messy, but he only let out a small chuckle before asking you if he was doing a good job and if you were feeling good.

his humbleness showing out once again made you smile and reassure him that he was doing an amazing job. upon hearing your answer, raiden wastes no time diving back in, except this time he held onto your waist gently.

you squeal as you feel him flick your clit and leave soft kisses on it before delving his tongue back into your heat. you whimper at the feeling of his wet muscle entering you again and place your smaller hands over his bigger ones that were still planted on your hips.

with your back arched and eyes screwed shut, you continued to yelp and squeal in pleasure. he knew you couldn’t see him, but just the view of his beloved on top of him like this was something to remember forever. 

he’d definitely have to do this more often with you.

𝐊𝐔𝐍𝐆 𝐋𝐀𝐎

unlike raiden, kung lao wasn’t necessarily the most humble man in all the realms. imagine the big game he would talk just to get between your legs– so much speeches about how he would be able to please you better than any of your past sexual partners– even have you cumming for him multiple times… and he wasn't completely wrong about it either.

you had already reached your first orgasm, but kung lao had no intentions of stopping his ministrations on your pussy. his lips suctioned around your overstimulated clit, causing you to try and squirm away from him. your previous orgasm still had you in a daze, and you were sure the monk’s ego had already been stroked at how poorly you were handling yourself above him.

much to your liking, kung lao lets you hover above his face, leaving you out of reach from his mouth. he watches you catch your breath and takes the opportunity to open his mouth and tease you, telling you that he ‘told you so’.

you couldn’t stand it… you couldn't stand that he was right. you couldn't stand his cocky smile that showed off his dimples– but maybe seeing him soaked like this with your juices wasn’t all that bad. with a quick dismissal of his comments, you feel your body come down from its high and sit back down on his face.

this time, his hands fly up to grip your thighs, kneading your soft flesh and urging you to keep grinding on his tongue that was licking up every last drop of your sweet juices. panting and feeling short of breath, you cup the back of his head for support to sit up and compose yourself.

you were able to feel kung lao’s smug grin against your pussy. he knew that he had already won you over with just his tongue. and with the way the motion of your hips started speeding up– practically using his face and tongue for yet another release– confirmed that he officially had you lost in pleasure and he loved it.

you were never gonna hear the end of this once you two were done here.

#raiden #kung lao #raiden x reader #kung lao x reader #raiden smut #kung lao smut #mortal kombat #mortal kombat x reader #mortal kombat smut

[crimsonbubble]

LIU KANG AND KUNG LAO DOUBLE TEAMING ME PLEASEE RAHG

cw. nsfw, afab!reader, threesome, oral, double penetration, cum eating *not proofread, just pure horny

[mayhaps im going crazy]

There’s so much potential here

Let’s start with a eiffel tower

Kung Lao taking you from behind

Filling up your sweet cunt while Liu Kang stuffs his cock down your throat

Kung Lao’s fingers working over your twitchy clit while burying himself as far as your bodies will allow

Hitting that one spot that has your thighs shaking

Liu Kang softly caressing your hair as you deep throat him

Hollowing your cheeks and swallowing around his thick cock

Liu Kang spilling his seed into your mouth as you pull off to suckle on his tip

Peering up at him through wet lashes as you let his cum fill your mouth, swallowing all that was given to you

Scooping up some that poured out the side of your mouth and licking your fingers clean

Liu Kang swears that he nearly blew another load at that act alone

Kung Lao roughly pushing your head down into the bed, so he can have your back arch deeper, reaching new heights of pleasure

With how deep he’s reaching now, it’s like you can feel him in your stomach

Rubbing your clit with quick and messy movements as he continues to lose himself in the tight softness of your pussy

Now onto the double stuffing

Both of them, at the same time

Kung Lao is eager and quick while Liu Kang is trying his hardest to control himself

The sensations of your velvety walls surrounding him as well as Kung Lao’s cock brushing against his, his restraint is wearing thin

Pressing your chest against Kung Lao so he can see the way your tits squished against him

#bubbly speaks <3 #ash answers #bubbly writes <3 #mortal kombat smut #mortal kombat x reader #mortal kombat #mk1 #mk1 2023 #mk x reader #mk x y/n #mk x you #mk smut #kung lao x reader #kung lao x you #kung lao x y/n #kung lao smut #liu kang smut #liu kang x reader #liu kang x you

[m0chaminx]

Kung Lao | Shirt Thief

*•.¸♡Request: no, but inspired by @heavenlyvision fic Matters (go read all her work if you haven't already it's so good)

*•.¸♡Prompts: none

*•.¸♡Warnings: Smut MDNI, Raiden being a ladies man, p in v, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), a little bit a plot, no use of y/n, Kung Lao is taller than reader, the knee thing, praise, big dick Kung Lao, begging if you squint, marking, pet names (angel, baby), oral Fem!receiving, hair pulling, Kung Lao being desperate for praise, kinda rough smut, Raiden walking in (At the end), fluffy ending, this is my first smut in a while (go easy on me), I wrote this while high

*•.¸♡Paring: Kung Lao x F!reader

*•.¸♡Summary: You had never looked so good, why did you have to wear his clothes? Why did you have to be so annoying?

or

Your mission to annoy Kung Lao takes a different turn after you steal his clothes and his bed

*•.¸♡Words: 3.6k

You hadn’t exactly planned to spend your night like this. You sat on the couch in the living room, flipping mindlessly through the pages of a book. After a lovely dinner at Madame Bo’s, but honestly, they were all lovely, just before you could order dessert for the two boys a girl had swept Raiden off his feet, suggesting she’d pay for his dessert if she could spend the rest of the night with him, and, as Kung Lao put it left you both for dead. The walk back to your small home was gruelling, Kung Lao complaining the whole time about he was the one that was meant to be swept off his feet. 

You closed the book and tossed it on the small table, huffing as you threw your head back to stare at the ceiling. Once you got home Kung Lao had locked himself in his room, still sulking. You turned your head to stare at his door, spend the night bored on the couch or annoy Kung Lao for your own entertainment. The answer was clear, and you kicked yourself off the couch, walking to his door.

You knocked twice before opening it. Kung Lao sat on the bed, weaving the loose bit of straw back into his hat. “Are you done being a baby?” Your voice was teasing as you leant against the wall.

His hands stopped and he scoffed. “I’m not being a baby,” Kung Lao huffed, staring up at you.

“Sure you aren't,” You rolled your eyes and closed the door behind you as you walked to his set of draws.

“And what are you doing?”

You trifled through the draws for a few moments before pulling one of Kung Lao’s long grey shirts. You turned back to him and shrugged. “My bed’s crap and you know it.”

“So? Go sleep in Raiden’s.”

You laughed silently and turned away, pulling off the shirt you had worn to work earlier that day. Kung Lao’s eyes widened as you so shamelessly stripped in front of him, the bare skin of your back so clearly on display. You shook your head and laughed at Kung Lao’s suggestion, “So Raiden can come back with his lady friend and I give him a heart attack? No thank you.”

You pulled Kung Lao’s shirt over your head and turned back to face him, who still stared so shamelessly. “Move over.”

“You just stole my shirt!” Kung Lao complained, his eyes lifting to meet yours. You placed a hand on your hip and raised an eyebrow.

Kung Lao sighed. He hung his hat on the bed frame and shuffled closer to the edge of the bed, making room for you. You pulled the blanket back and slipped in beside him. You rested your head against his shoulder, your hands moving with the end of the blanket. You nudged Kung Lao’s side, waiting for him to wrap his arm around you, as he had done before when you would disturb his daytime naps.

You nudged him again, this time digging your elbow into his side. “Hey! What was that for?”

“What’s up with you?” Kung Lao hummed in confusion, his eyebrows furrowing. “You’re never this upset, it’s not even upset, you're just acting weird.”

Kung Lao scoffed, trying to hide it with a chuckle. “I’m not being weird.”

“Yes you are.” You prodded his side again, getting an annoyed sound out of Kung Lao. “What’s up with you?”

“Nothing.” Another poke.

“Hey-” Another poke.

“I mean it.” Another poke.

“Seriously, cut it out.”

You moved to poke him again, but he seized your wrists, his hands fitting around them perfectly as he pushed you back against the bed. He climbed on top of you, his thighs pinning your legs against the bed. “I said cut it out,” His voice dropped slightly and your heart hammered against your chest.

You tried to pull your hands from his grip, but his hands only tightened. “Get off me,” You huffed, your head dropping back against the pillows.

“Nope, this suits me quite nicely.” Kung Lao shook his head, a teasing smile taking over his face. You tried to wiggle out of his hold, your hips trying to shuffle back and your legs rubbed against him. One of Kung Lao’s hands shot down to grip your side, pushing you back against the bed and holding you still. “Don’t move like that.” His voice was breathy as his head dropped. You couldn't see his eyes, but by the way his eyebrows pinched you could tell they were screwed shut.

“What’s up with you?”

“Me?” Kung Lao laughed softly. “You just stripped in front of me, climbed into my bed and then grinded against me.” Your eyes winded and a soft breath passed your lips. “Not to mention you're wearing my shirt and it looks too goddamn good on you.”

Your cheeks burned in realisation. “Oh.”

You tried to slide back but his grip on your side tightened and you were thankful he wasn't looking anymore otherwise he would have seen your teeth sink into your lip to keep quiet. His hand loosened and he took a soft breath. “Just don’t move.”

“Why?”

Kung Lao dipped his head closer to yours, eyes dancing across your face but kept moving back to your lips. “Cause if you move I’m gonna kiss you and I’m not gonna stop.”

“Kiss me then.”

Kung Lao shook his head, his eyes moving from your face and this time you stared at him. The dip of his nose, his soft lips and his tongue that shot out to swipe across his pink lips. His eyes moved back to yours and your gaze fixed on his dark coffee eyes. “I’m not messing around,” He said, his voice dropping again.

You shook your head and your eyes drifted back to his lips. “Neither am I.” His grip loosened enough and you slipped one of your hands from his and traced the line of his cheekbone. You pulled him closer, and you raised your head off the bed, your nose crushing ever so slightly against his. “Kiss me Kung Lao.”

His eyes scanned over your face once more before dipped his head down to yours, connecting your lips and kissing you feverishly. His hand glided up your side, raising goosebumps across your skin as his fingers found your jaw, tipping your head up, his lips pressing harder against yours. Your teeth nipped his bottom lip, pulling a soft gasp from him. You slipped your tongue through his lips and he tried to pull you impossibly closer.

He shifted his hips, his thigh moving between yours to press his knee against you. A whine tore itself from your throat and your head fell back against the bed. You moved your hips against his knee and Kung Lao made a sound of approval as his lips trailed down your jaw and across your throat. His name fell from your lips in a soft moan and his knee worked harder against you.

“You sound so fucking pretty,” his words vibrated against your throat.

You hand tugged at the collar of his shirt and he lifted his head. “Take your clothes off, please.” Kung Lao complied, sitting back on his knees and pulling his shirt off. You pushed yourself up, your nails running across his abs as your lips attached to his throat, biting and sucking dark marks into his soft skin.

He pulled back for a moment to slip out of his pants and while you pulled your shirt over your head. He stood over you, his hands moving to hold your face as he kissed you softly. “You wanna stop, just tell me okay?”

“Don’t want you to stop,” You mumbled against his lips.

“Fucking hell angel.” He knelt by the bed, his large hand wrapping around your thighs and pulled you closer. He pressed small kisses to your thighs, nipping at your skin and leaving marks behind.

His hands trailed up your inner thighs, slipping under your shots and brushing against the soft fabric of your panties. “You don’t have to,” Your words trembled as his hands continued to tease too close to where you needed him.

“I want to, have to.” He pulled back to pull your shorts and underwear off at once. “I’m the best you’re gonna have, gotta prove it.” His hand trailed up your legs again, one hand moving to swipe through your folds. Your wetness clung to his fingers and he hummed, a cocky smile spreading across his cheeks. “Didn’t know I got you so worked up.”

“Don’t be a bitch, Kung Lao.”

He laughed and pressed a kiss to your navel, his lips dragging against your skin as his kisses grew lower. His name fell from your lips and his grip tightened, pulling you suddenly against his mouth. Your head fell back against the bed with a loud moan as his tongue began to lap at your pussy. He pulled your legs onto his shoulders, your hips angling so every time he moved his head his nose pressed against your clit.

Your hips moved to grind against his face but he held you tightly, stopping your squirming. Kung Lao chuckled against your clit, the vibrations running through you. Your hands shot down to his head, weaving your fingers through his hair to pull him closer against you. He finally released your hips to squeeze your thighs that had locked against his face. 

His strong tongue pressed against you, slipping over your entrance. The movements made you squirm and tremble as his name lipped from your lips, melding into your pleas and moans. You rolled your hips against his mouth, searching for more as your clit rolled against his tongue. 

Kung Lao’s hands dragged up your side, raising goosebumps at the slow touch. The soft whine that left your lips made his stomach tighten and made his cock twitch. He pressed his face further into your wet cunt, taking everything you gave him.

You could feel your end nearing, writhing against Kung Lao’s tongue as pressed harder against you. Then one his hands slid away and his fingers were at your entrance, gathering your slick on his fingers before gently prodding at your hole. A needy whine pours from your lips and Kung Lao chuckles, the vibrations running through you. His fingers slid inside you, your walls clenching around his as his fingers pressed against parts of yourself you could never reach. 

“Kung Lao,” Your voice was shallow and shaky as you called for him, trying to hold onto whatever control you had over yourselves. “Please, need more.”

“Not yet.” His reply was quick and muffled, still focused on the way your pussy pulsed around his fingers. “Need you to cum, need you to make a mess.”

His fingers curled inside you and your grip on his hair tightened, your breathing quicking as you tiptoed around the edge. His fingers sped up, becking you closer to the edge but it was the light graze of his teeth against your clit that had you cumming, your cunt clenching on his fingers like a vice. 

His hand still, gently grinding his fingers against your clit as he brought his head up, his own breath doubled as he panted softly. Your hands slid from his hair, falling to your sides as you tried to catch your breath, the shocks from your orgasm still burning with hot pleasure. Carefully Kung Lao removed his hand and stood, leaning over you, one hand pressed into the mattress. 

“You still with me?” Kung Lao teased, his forehead pressing against yours. You hummed lazily and grabbed his jaw, pulling him into a slow kiss. You only broke away when your hand grabbed his wrist, pulling his hand still coated in your juices towards your mouth. His eyes singled on your mouth as your lips wrapped around his fingers sucking him clean. He cursed, his dick jumping at the sight.

You gently pushed him back and stood on uneasy legs. He looked down at you, towering over you as your fingers traced his skin. You spun the both of you around and pushed him onto the bed. He landed on his back and quickly pushed himself onto his elbows. “What’re you doing baby?” You crawled back onto the bed, your leg swinging over his, your bare pussy landing on his still covered cock. His head dropped back slightly, the thin material doing little to hide how wet you were. “Fuck… you’re so warm.”

Your hips ground hard against his, his cock twitching and his elbows gave out. His head fell back groaning at the feeling but it turned into a soft whine as you slid back, pulling his underwear down. You tossed them aside and crawled back up his body, pulling him into a quick kiss before trailing kissed down his throat.

You reached for his heavy cock, pumping slowly. His breath hitched as your hand worked his long, thick cock, your hand so small against him. You sat straight, lining his cock at your entrance, your walls sucking in the tip so quickly it made Kung Lao let a breath moan. A soft whine of your name passed his lip as his hands came to your hips to pull you down but you slapped his hand softly. “Ah, what was that for?” He tried to sound menacing but his voice was so shaky.

You fared no better. The tip of his dick stretched you so well, pleasure and pain mixing in a seering burn that you couldn't help but love. Your hips lowered ever so slightly, your head rolling back as you gripped his wrist for support. “You’re so big, need to go slow,” Your voice was hushed, trying to hide the whines on the tip of your tongue.

Kung Lao chuckled softly, “You flatter me angel.” One of his hands left your hip to race light circles on your clit, trying to relax you to let him slip deeper. You leaned forward, taking a few more inches as you kissed him again. It barely counted as a kiss, messy and disorganised as you tried to distract yourself from the burn in your thighs. “You’re so fucking tight,” Kung Lao whispered, his lips moving to nip at your jaw. “Your tight, wet pussy stretching around me. Feels so good. I’m not even fully in you yet.”

Your eyes fluttered as his cock slipped deeper, your pelvis finally meeting his. He held your hips tight against his, pushing you back and forth slightly to grind you against his cock. The feeling of his cock pressing against your gummy walls had your eyes rolling back, needy whines escaping you as each roll of your hips. His cock knocked something so deep inside you, a long moan filling the room, “Fuck… can feel you- so good.” He didn’t know if it was the whines in your voice or the praise that spurred him on but his hips bucked up, trying to chase you. Another moaned sentence of how good you felt, how good he was fucking you fell from your lips, almost incoherent but the way your head dropped against his neck and hips stutted- Fuck!

Kung Lao grabbed your hips, rolling you underneath him. He pulled your highs up onto his hips, the angle of his cock shifting to press against your most sensitive spot. You clenched around him as he started to rock his hips deep inside you. “Fuck, so good.” His hand ran up your arm and to your hand to lace his fingers through yours, feeling you grip his hands so slightly. 

His grip on your hip tightened as his thrusts sped up, his pelvis hitting your clit as his cock reached so deep inside you. Your free hand held onto his back, your nails nipping his skin as his cock snapped harder against you, drilling into you like he was made for it. His cock dragged along your walls, cum creaming at the base of his dick as he fucked into you, lost in the promise of his own orgasm.

Your walls pulsed around him feeling so full as his cock rammed harder against you. Your nails ran down his back, leaving marks in his skin as you tried to ground yourself but your second orgasm was quickly approaching. “Lao-” Your voice cut short as Kung Lao pulled your hip higher onto his, your knee bending slightly.

“Gonna make me cum if you keep sayin’ my name like that baby,” Kung Lao whined against your neck. You turned your head to attach your lips to his, pulling him closer as you lost yourself in the pleasure, your pussy fluttering around him. He chuckled softly against your lips, his grip on your hand tightening, “You gon’ cum for me angel? Can feel you squeezing me tight.”

“Please,” You squeaked, your voice cracking, “Please.” His hand slipped from your leg to rub harsh and fast circles into your clit, needing to pull another orgasm from you before he would let himself go. You tried to warn him that your high was here but you couldn't form a sentence, babbling nonsense as he drew you closer to the edge.

Kung Lao pressed a final, heavy, hot kiss to your lips, “Cum for me, make a mess baby.” The pressure inside you snapped, your orgasm washing over you like a tidal wave. Your nails dug into his skin and your thighs squeezed his hips, trying to hold him close against you but his thrusts continued, fucking you through the plesure. 

He cursed, his grip hard enough that it would leave bruises. The squeeze of your tight walls against his sensitive cock made his head spin and his abs tighten, his own high clawing up his spine. He continued his thrusts but they grew sloppy, his hips instinctively bucking inside you. 

He tried to pull away but legs pulled him back in. You could barely form a sentence, your voice drowned in whines and moans, your mind lost to the blinding pleasure pulsing through you, “Pl- please! Need to feel you, need all- all of you!”

His head dropped to your shoulder, moaning softly as the tight feeling in his stomach let go, a pleasure that made his eyes screw shut taking over his body. He stilled against you, grinding his hips into yours to draw out both your orgasms. 

Kung Lao stopped his movements but was reluctant to move away from you, wanting to stay as close as possible. He pressed a few sweet kisses to your shoulder before he pushed his head from your shoulder, looking down at you. “You still mad I stole your shirt?” You teased, a soft chuckled playing at your lips. 

Kung Lao shook his head, “Keep stealing my shirts and you’ll end up like this every night.”

“That’s not as threatening as you think it is.” Kung Lao laughed, pressing a soft kiss to your lips before he pulled out, the both of you hissing at the feeling. Kung Lao helped you sit before cleaning you off, pressing soft kisses to the marks he left.

Kung Lao tossed you your clothes before pulling on his own pants. You reached for the grey shirt making Kung Lao laugh, “If you wanted round two you could have asked.” Kung Lao leaned over you, his hands pressing to either side of your body.

“Maybe I’m saving it for another time,” You teased, a smug smile pulling at your lips.

A knock at Kung Lao’s door made you both jump and you scrambled to pull on the shirt as Kung Lao called out a soft yes. Raiden opened the door, looking in but he kept a hand over his eyes as he stepped in. “Are you both done? I could hear you the second I walked in the front door.” Your cheeks burned in embarrassment and Kung Lao chuckled softly.

Raiden carefully took his hand away to look at you both, “Have some humility Lao,” Raiden chastised. “Put a shirt on, I brought dessert.” Raiden turned to close the door but stopped and turned back to Kung Lao, “And is this gonna be a proper thing? Because I think I’d much prefer to hear Kung Lao’s pinning then… that.”

Raiden closed the door without another word and you turned to Kung Lao, a small smile on your lips. “What’s he mean?”

Kung Lao sighed and dropped back against the bed, one hand moving to rest behind his head. “I don’t-” He cut himself off, closing his eyes. You laid next to him, resting your head on his shoulder. “I don’t want this to be a one time thing.”

“You know, I never expected to find someone like you,” you confessed, your fingers twirling his hair that had fallen from his bun.

Kung Lao's eyes crinkled with a hint of amusement, but his nervous tone was still present, "And what kind of someone did you expect?"

You chuckled, "Definitely not someone as incredible as you. I mean, you not only have these killer martial arts moves but also a heart that's surprisingly sweet."

Kung Lao's lips curved into a playful grin, "Well, don't let the hat fool you. It's not just for show."

You swung your leg over his hips, resting on his stomach. His hands immediately went to your hips, just resting there like they belonged. “We can go out tomorrow, talk about… this properly, but Raiden does have desert and that sounds pretty good right now.”

Kung Lao smiled and used one hand to push himself up, the other wrapping around you to keep you planted in his lap. His eyes wandered over your face, pausing on your bruised lips. “And if it wasn’t obvious,” You said softly, your lips drawing closer to his, “I really really like you Kung Lao. Ego and all.”

“Well, that's good, you can keep stealing my shirts then.”

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[enterwittyjokehere]

Sensual Sparring

[Reciving! Kung lao x male! reader smut]

⚠️ warnings:

[No pronouns used]

[Amab reader]

[Male Gendered nicknames]

[Swearing]

[Heavy gay smut 18+ ONLY]

"Come on, Kung lao, I know you've got more than that." You teased, your boyfriend slumped against the wall breathing heavily.

"Just give me a second." He waved you off, the two of you were training and you had landed a devastating hit to his lower jaw.

"Want me to kiss it better?" You teased, leaning over the shaolin monk.

"Don't test me, (y/n)." He laughed out.

You extended a hand, kung lao took it and raised back onto his feet. "What do you say we make this interesting?"

"How so?" He raised an eyebrow.

"How about, one last fight, winner gets to top tonight?" You said, gaining your boyfriends attention.

The problem with being a relationship with two tops is that most times, there's a fight for dominance.

"A win-win situation is what that sounds like." Your boyfriend held his hand out for you to shake on the deal.

"Don't go easy on me just because you want my d*ck in your a*s, Kung Lao." You teased, giving him a peck on the cheek.

"Wouldn't dream of it, pretty boy." He responded, pulling you, in by your waist, to kiss you.

"Alright, Let's fight!" You smiled.

"Yup!" He said, stretching.

You threw a punch and kung lao blocked, but you didn't follow through and tossed your leg up landing a hit on him. He stumbled back, you took his moment of weakness and kicked his knee in, he fell to his knees. Quickly getting up he caught your right leg, from a kick and you lost balance falling.

Kung lao, had let his gaurd down now that you were on the ground and with a swift kick he was also on the ground. You got on top of him and declared your victory.

"I win." You said.

A goofy smiled plastered on the shaolins face, told you the victory wasn't yours alone, "Shut up and kiss me."

You did as told, leaning down, your crotch rubbing against kung laos own. The friction the training gis gave was amazing, Kung lao grabbed the collar of your gi pulling you more on top of him.

"Slow down, baby." You said, pushing him to lay all the way on his back.

"We're not going to do this here, right?" He asked, a little worried about being found out.

"Of course we are." You spoke as you began to disrobe.

"What if we get caught?" You moved to kung Lao's kneck, still laying in between his legs. You left faint bruises along his Adam's apple, "what if Lord Liu Kang finds out?"

"It'll be fine, kung lao." You said, taking a break from marking him, "you just have to keep your cute noises down."

"I am not cute."

"Yeah, you are." You said, standing up to take your pants off.

Kung lao eyed the tent in your pants, licking his lips, "want me to handle that, champ?"

"You wanna bl*w me?" You asked, as he crawled towards you on all fours.

"Oh I wanna f*ck you into oblivion." He said, as he began to pump your c*ck.

He sat up, pumping his hand along your length, then gathering saliva in his mouth, he replaced his hand.

The tight feeling swirling in your stomach only grew as he moved faster and began to massage your balls.

You let out groans, your hands finding his tied back hair. You pulled it out of the band holding it back, tugging on it as it fell down framing his face.

Kung lao stopped right as the coil in your lower stomach was about to snap, depriving you of your release. You hissed when the cold air replaced your lovers warm mouth on your c*ck.

"Come on baby. I thought you were gonna do the f*ck*ng." Kung lao said, taking off his clothes.

You kneeled down beside him, pushing him onto his hands and knees, kneeling behind him you hoped his spit would work good enough as lube. You pushed through his back entrance, he moaned as you hit his inner walls.

Leaving yourself in there for a moment, so he could collect himself, "let me know when your adjusted, Lao." You said, holding his a*s in your hands.

"I'm fine, just move, please." He begged and you complied as you moved in and out, kung lao, moved his hand to tease his own c*ck.

"Faster. Baby, please." You complied, straightening your posture you slowly picked up the pace.

The coil in your stomach tightened again, the sounds your lover made beneath you let you know he was also close. You pumped in and out of him, grabbing a handful of his hair, making him stop touching himself.

He let out a string of swear words, as he began grinding against you, signaling he needed a little bit more for his climax.

You took his c*ck your own hand and began pumping at the opposite pace your hips made.

Kung Lao only let out a loud groan as he came in your hand, you continued to move in and out of him as you got closer to your own.

Kung Lao now a moaning and turned-on mess, repeated your name and scattered pet names. Until you finally filled him up, making him gasp, he pressed his forehead to the mat covering the ground. Trying to regain any strength he had left, but you both just laid there panting. You gave him a quick kiss on the back of his neck, "see, you should let me top more often."

"This isn't over I have to get you back." He said, his voice strained and hoarse.

[There may be a part two idk yet.]

Maybe if enough ppl want it...

#kung lao #kung lao x reader #mk1 2023 #mortal kombat #kung lao mortal kombat #kung lao smut #smut #gay #male reader #amab reader #mortal kombat 1

[garfieldd-o]

Random Nsfw 3#

Kung Lao x Afab! Reader

A/N: I ACCIDENTALLY POSTED THIS AND HAD TO DELETE IT- </3 Anyway gonna try to write smut. :] established relationship btw

Kung Lao had you in his lap. "Can I please touch you?" He begged. One of his hands squeezes your thighs as the other plays with your panties. This was supposed to be a simple make-out session before training. But the way he looked was driving you mad. The touching, kissing, and warmth were a dangerous mix. Kung Lao had his hand in your pants. Teasing you by spreading your slick everywhere. It ruined your panties, but he didn't care. He enjoyed the noises coming from you as he continued to kiss you. He soon pulled away with his lips and cheeks all red.

The room felt hot as he went close to your ear, whispering filthy things. His hand slowly glided into your panties finally. The sweet relief as he started to play with your folds and tease your bundle of nerves. Your moans were like music to his ears. His other hand kept caressing your body as he looked down at you lovingly. He gives off his signature little smirk as he pulls you closer. "Why don't you beg for it? Come on. I wanna hear you beg for it.." His fingers were covered in your slick as he teased your hole with his finger. Just giving you a small taste of satisfaction to drive you insane. You try to resist - Not wanting to beg for it. But that doesn't lighten it up. Kung Lao keeps playing with your poor pussy. "Come on. All you gotta do is beg a little...I can feel you drooling all over my hand..." He said while biting his lip; looking down at his fingers covered in your slick as the room is filled with the softly lewd noises.

Finally, after a while, you give in. Begging for his fingers as he finally pushes them in. Kung Lao chuckles at your neediness. Finally, he gives you relief as he finally pushes his finger inside.

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ANDDD am leaving yall on a cliffhanger. I'm lazy! <3

#mortal kombat #mortal kombat 1 x reader #mortal kombat x reader #kung lao #kung lao smut #kung lao x reader #mk 1 #mk 1 x reader

[vampiric-tempt]

Kinktober | 06

≡ edging | kung lao x gn!reader *ੈ✩‧₊˚

tw ➤ nsfw, edging, jealous kung lao, hickeys

a/n: sorry for posting this two days late! There's no excuse, I just didn't feel like writing it till now lol

❥・*。"Hey, what was that out there!" Kung Lao asks, following behind you as you entered your shared room.

"What was what, Kung Lao?"

Kung Lao rolls his eyes, placing his hat down onto the nightstand. "Why did you let Johnny flirt with you, you know how I am!"

"And you know how Johnny is!" You throw your hands up in exaggeration. "You know I wasn't moved by any of it, there's nothing to worry about babe."

Kung Lao grumbles and grabs onto your wrist, pulling your hips together. "I know...I just don't like it."

You roll your eyes playfully, splaying your hands against his chest. "I like it when you're jealous, it's cute."

"Cute? I'm not cute, I'm hot."

You chuckle at your lover's words and lean forward to kiss him. An appreciative hum leaves Kung Lao's throat, his hands pulling you closer to deepen the kiss. You could feel Kung Lao guiding you toward the bed as your lips intimately danced with each other. His body moving over yours as your back hit the bed.

Kung Lao pulls away, a smirk on his face. "I should remind you who you belong to, y/n." He ducks his head to your neck, brushing his lips against your jaw down to your collarbone. You instinctively lean your head back as Kung Lao begins to bite and tease your sensitive skin.

You gasp as his teeth bite your skin repeatedly and Kung Lao couldn't help, but smile into your neck. He kept up his teasing until he was sure he had littered your entire neck of hickeys. He leaned back with a sense a pride. "These hickeys look good on you." He says.

He gives you another quick kiss before pulling back to help the both of you undress. Your clothes now tossed aside, he eagerly positions you toward his hips. Without warning, he begins to push himself slowly into you, his head stretching your walls as he goes deeper.

"Oh my god." Your hands grasp at his forearms. "Fuck, it feels so big."

Kung Lao grunts and begins to set a slow, but rough pace. His hips slamming into yours with each thrust so sensually. You moaned tossing your head back into the sheets, Kung Lao's thrusts making you see stars with how good he was fucking you.

He continued to fuck you, his eyes watching how you furrowed your brows and parted your lips slightly, overwhelmed by his thrusts. He could tell you were nearing your climax as his name left your mouth like prayers, nails digging into his forearm.

However, Kung Lao slowed his movements even more, preventing your climax from reaching.

"Kung Lao," You whined. "Please."

"I don't think you deserve it though." He smirks, beginning to thrusts again.

"Fuuuck," You curse, "You're s-such an asshole- mhmp~" You moan.

Kung Lao continued this for nearly an hour, continuously making you near your end, only to stop and do it all over again. He admired the sight of tears staining your face and the way you could barely mutter a word.

"C'mon baby, who do you belong to again?" Kung Lao coos.

"Y-you, I belong to-" You moaned, feeling his dick hit a particular spot within you.

"Use your words baby."

"I belong to you Kung Lao!" You cried, an utter mess beneath him. "Please, p-please let me cum! I need it so bad!"

"That's right," Kung Lao grunts, feeling his climax also nearing. "You think you've been good f'me?"

"Yes! Yes yes, I've been very good!" You whine, thighs shaking from his torture.

"F-fuck, yeah you've been good," Kung Lao groans, "Cum for me y/n."

You gasp, tossing your head back as Kung Lao finally allows your orgasm to course through, the orgasm much more intense from his constant edging. He thrusts a few more times before cumming soon after you, plopping down beside you as you both tried to catch your breathes.

You smacked him with what little strength you had. "Asshole." You muttered.

He smiles and pulls you into his arms, placing his chin on top of your head. "Ahh, but you love me."

“Whatever.”

╰┈➤ other kinktober 2023 mk1 works

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[matchbet-allofthetime]

Little drabble with thoughts of MK11 Kung Lao smacking some ass because he's always in my head and god damn, he's got thick fingers.

GN reader! ✨

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Kung Lao, settling you across his knees, your hands helping brace you against his thick, strong thighs right as he's cracking a palm against your ass.

He's got big hands; he's never been a particularly small man.

Doesn't matter if you're shorter, or taller. He'll still give cocky, snarky little comments, but the tone of affection is never lost in his teases.

"Sweetheart... Can you take a few more for me?"

"Doing so well, aren't you?"

He's always got a hand seeking your ass, and perhaps you should've known he'd pull you over his knees one of these days.

Doesn't mean you expected him to swat at your ass until it stings, the sensation barely on the brink of just a little too much.

But it's good, endlessly so, and you struggle not to wiggle your hips back against him with each little hit he awards you.

If you can count for him and keep your numbers in order past the bite of pain mixing with all those moments he smacks just a little lower, he'll reward you with praises and him tenderly soothing his palm across your flesh, before being a bit mean again and smacking your flesh just to see it ripple once more.

He'll never get sick of his hands on you- and he's got an idea you'll never complain.

#kung lao #the greatest kung lao #mk11 #mortal kombat #mortal kombat smut #mortal kombat 11 #match writes #mk smut #oh he ruins me #i think of being on his lap roughly 8 times a day tbh #have loved him forever #kung lao x reader #kung lao smut #gn reader #always gn unless specified otherwise #queue

[iliketangerines]

So I watched this anime about these two guys and one of them like got powers to where if he touches someone he can hear what the person is thinking- so hear my out- like reader wakes up with the powers and discovers she has them when she’s training with someone ((any one of the mk boys you wanna do- maybe Kung Lao- or Syzoth- perhaps Reiko or Tomas)) and they end up tripping her and pinning her to the floor and since they’re touching she hears their thought- which is basically them being like “oh how I wish to have something more with you” or “i wish you knew how bad I wanted to fuck you” and she just gets a really flustered about it- maybe after that she just goes around and coincidentally bumps into another guy and the same thing happens ((this is kinda multi fic- like mk men x reader))

your thoughts and mine

a/n: i want ALL OF THEM

pairing: kung lao, kenshi takahashi, johnny cage, raiden x afab!reader

warnings: nsfw (MDNI), creampies, overstimulation, blowjobs, spanking, mating press, electrostimulation

you’ve always been able to read mind from an early age, finding out when you had touched your mother one day and read her thoughts

but you keep your powers secret and hidden, wearing a pair of gloves and keeping your body covered up, even on hot sunny days, to avoid touching anybody

it became worse when you had joined the Wu Shi Academy, having to constantly spar and be in-touch with people, but it was manageable

you kept your gloves on and your clothe modest, and none of them really seemed to care as all the uniforms were quite similar to what you wore

today, the sweltering heat was getting to you, making it hard to concentrate on how Kung Lao was in front of you, smirking and beckoning you to come fight him

you shake the sweat droplets from your forehead and lunge forward, landing the first strike on him

it’s a dance of fists and blurs as you two move across the training field but combined with the heat of the sun and the stickiness of your clothes to your own skin, he manages to beat you, grabbing onto your wrists where your sleeves had ridden up your arms

he pins you down, gripping you tightly and keeping them above you, and his thoughts flash in your mind, thoughts of you naked and squirming on bed

how he would pin you down and watch your every expression as he slowly thrusts into you while his other hand rubs slow circles into your clit

your chest is covered in bite marks and hickeys, and your expression is flushed and dazed as he coos at you, how pretty you look on his cock

Kung Lao lets go of you, and the images disappear, your head spinning from what you had just seen

he asks if you’re okay, that you looked a bit flush, that maybe you should take off the shirt because you’re definitely going to get a heat stroke

you wave him off and just say you need some water before standing up and walking away briskly, trying to ignore the ache between your legs

the dining halls are mostly empty as you enter, and you beeline to the water fountain, grabbing a cup and filling it with water and gulping it down

you strip off your gloves, hands too sweaty, and wipe them down on your shirt, trying to calm yourself down and regain control over your own body

the thoughts still plague your mind, how his cock had thrusted in and out of you, making a loud squelching sound every time he rocked his hips forward and how your back arched off the bed

you wave away the thoughts and turn around at the sound of footsteps echoing behind you, and Kenshi stands behind you, arms crossed with that permanent furrow in his brow

he greets you, and you step aside and give him access to the water

as Kenshi walks by you, you hand him your cup, saying it’ll save washing more than one cup, and he thanks you and takes the cup, fingertips just brushing together

another image flashes through your mind, how his tattooed hand grips onto your hair as your lips stretch around his girth

your eyes are filled with tears and make-up stains your cheeks as Kenshi guides your head up and down his cock

he has your hands tied behind you and your legs kicked apart, so all you can do is grind against his shoe as he fucks into your face

the thought disappears as soon as it comes, and yet Kenshi seems completely unaffected as he grabs a drink from the fountain and takes a sip

quickly, you bow to him and leave the kitchen to go back to your bedroom, trying not to seem too obvious with how your pussy drools at the thoughts

the ache now persisted between your legs, and you needed to get rid of the need, the frustration, the wetness

as you walk back through the halls, Johnny passes by you, and in your frustration, you trip over nothing and nearly face plant if it weren’t for Johnny grabbing onto your hand

he thinks of you, face buried into the pillows and ass high in the air as he fucks into you ruthlessly

your ass is red and sore, and he squeezes at the meat of them, groaning at the sight of the plushness spilling between his fingers before giving you a firm slap

he presses a hand into your back to make you arch deeper for him, and it makes you cry out into the pillows as you tell that it’s too much

Johnny just smiles at you and reaches a hand down to rub at your sensitive clit and asks you for just one more, to just cum for him one more time

his cock stretches you out deliciously as he pounds into you, the sound of wet slapping filling the air along with your pathetic sobs and his grunts

the sound of Johnny’s voice brings you out of your stupor as he asks if you’re okay, and that maybe you should go to the infirmary, that you look sick

you try to pass it off, but your voice comes out hoarse and a little needy, Johnny sterns his face and grabs you by your arm, dragging you to the infirmary while giving a mild lecture about the importance of taking care of one’s self

somehow, the infirmary is much closer than you had thought, and Johnny and you arrive in no time

he flings the door open, and Raiden is already there, eyebrows raised in surprise at the dramatic entrance

Johnny smiles at the sight of the other champion and pushes you toward him, saying that Raiden is the best medicine guy they have and that he’ll take good care of you

he then promptly disappears, presumably off to bother Kenshi, and Raiden takes one look at your red face and brings the back of his hand to your forehead

you’re not even surprised anymore when images of your flushed face enter your head

he imagines you on the bed, neck covered in his hickeys as he fucks into you slowly and sweetly

your legs are hooked over his shoulders, pressing you into a mating press, but his hips are slow and sloppy as he thrusts in and out of you

his words are sweet and honeyed as he gives you praises as easily as water, telling you how pretty and beautiful you look like this, all fucked-out and flush

he brings his head down and kisses you, pelvis grinding into your clit to make you cum, and his body crackles with electricity, shocking you and bringing you to your high

a whine leaves your body before you’re even aware of it, and the thoughts disappear as Raiden retracts his hand and looks at your with furrowed eyebrows and a slight pout

he tells you that you’re a bit sick perhaps, and he goes to the medicine cabinet on one side of the room, grinding herbs together while preparing a tea

soon enough, a steaming cup of tea sits in your hands that smells herbal and medicinal while Raiden towers over you to watch you finish it

you try to protest, but he glares at you and tells you that it’s better to take care of a cold earlier than later and chides you to finish the tea

grimacing at the smell, you gather your courage and drink the tea, eyes squeezing shut at the taste, but the drink goes down quickly and settles in your stomach

you shove the cup back into his hands, avoiding touching his bare skin, and scurry off back to your room with barely a goodbye

as soon as your bedroom door slams shut behind you, you lay on your bed and dip your fingers below your waistband, circling your clit and pumping them in and out of you

the thoughts plague your mind as you bring yourself closer to your climax, desperate and horny for them to fuck you

your whines and small moans of their names fill the room as you lose yourself in the pleasure, back arching off the bed and eye squeezed shut as you rub tight circles into your clit

jolts of pleasure wash over you quickly, pent-up from earlier that day, and your labored breaths fill the air as you cum on your fingers

as you open your eyes, sunlight streams through your room, which was strange because your window blinds were closed

you look to the door and find all four of the standing there, looking at you, with your hand down your pants

a flush covers your face, and you remove your slick-covered fingers from your pussy and try to stutter out an excuse

Kung Lao shuts the door behind them as they crowd into your room, circling your bed, and you finally notice how hard all of them are underneath their uniforms

after that day, you don’t bother wearing gloves anymore

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[heavenlyvision]

Vision's Blurbs Masterlist

I have made this post to put all the drabbles/blurbs/thoughts I have on characters, most of them are quite short but they'll all be put here from now on so you can find them easily! ੈ✩ My requests are closed currently because I have a large amount to get through but I will be keeping my inbox open, don’t hesitate to reach out with questions or thoughts <33

Explicit fics will be tagged with ৻ꪆ | angst tagged with ✩ | fluff tagged with ✿

Bi-Han (Sub-Zero)

⟢ backshots ৻ꪆ ⟢ cockwarming ৻ꪆ ⟢ (un)redacted thoughts ৻ꪆ ⟢ nsfw thought ৻ꪆ ⟢ cunnilingus over panties ৻ꪆ ⟢ riding him ৻ꪆ ⟢ sucking him off ৻ꪆ ⟢ bittersweet angst ✩ ⟢ next time? ✿ ⟢ nsfw thoughts on the lin kuei trio ৻ꪆ ⟢ reverence ৻ꪆ (i think i might think about him too much....)

Johnny Cage

⟢ thigh riding ৻ꪆ ⟢ pity ✩

Kenshi Takahashi

⟢ palms ৻ꪆ ⟢ (un)redacted thoughts ৻ꪆ

Kung Lao

⟢ (un)redacted thoughts ৻ꪆ

Kuai Liang (Scorpion)

⟢ nsfw thoughts on the lin kuei trio ৻ꪆ

Liu Kang

⟢ fingered ৻ꪆ ⟢ ride ৻ꪆ

Syzoth (Reptile)

⟢ home ৻ꪆ ⟢ grinding ৻ꪆ

Tomas Vrbada (Smoke)

⟢ (un)redacted thoughts ৻ꪆ ⟢ nsfw thoughts on the lin kuei trio ৻ꪆ

#visions blurb #mk1 smut #bi han smut #johnny cage smut #kenshi takahashi smut #kung lao smut #kuai liang smut #liu kang smut #syzoth smut #tomas vrbada smut

[kisses4lao]

So I was the one who requested Kung Lao with a breeding kink- 😏 and now I’m here to request Kung Lao with a reader that’s smaller then him. Like he can easily pick them up and their hand is smaller then his. Like reader would be able to wrap their hand around his pinky. ((I have a friend who can do that and I think it’s really funny))

The things I'd let this man do to me. Every single position. Any time of the day. Anywhere. In the shower, in the kitchen, at the octagon, my mom's house, ANYWHERE.

SFW/NSFW hcs of kung lao with a size kink

Tw/cw: kung lao has a size kink, a very big size kink, reader is like 5'1 bc I'm 5'1 and I'm definitely not self projecting, piv, belly bulge, he hugs during sex it's rlly hot, AFAB reader, uh yeah you get it

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Sfw

Kung lao is very cocky so I feel as though he'd be the type to lovingly make fun of you. Like, as your boyfriend he'd comment on how small you are compared to him and how you can't reach things on higher shelves and need his help, things like that. But as SOON as someone else makes fun of your height, he's beating the shit out of them

Going off the last one, he'd definitely put items on higher shelves JUST so that you'd ask him for help. He genuinely loves being helpful to you so putting you in an innocent situation feeds his ego

He'd definitely introduce you to all of his friends too. He does this thing where if you're standing next to him he'll put his arm on your head and use you as an armrest

Johnny definitely hits on you a lot and whenever he does Kung Lao just gives him a glare. Hes the only person you guys hang out with that Kung Lao doesn't trust you with. It's not that he doesn't trust you, he absolutely does, he just doesn't trust him

Raiden and you are definitely good friends and he's around the same height as Kung Lao. Because him and your boyfriend are close, he lets Raiden poke at your height a bit, but he never does. If anything he just comments on how cute you are compared to everyone else(why is everyone in mk so FUCKING TALL DUDE)

If you ever get into a dicey situation, let's say with Johnny, and Kung Lao is behind you, he's picking you up with complete ease and putting you somewhere safe so he can beat the shit out of him

Sometimes Kung Lao just picks you up and carries you around. No reason. No warning. He's either carrying you bridal style or over his shoulder. He just does it for shits

Nsfw

Oh my god he's so into you being smaller than him

He can just swing you around and overpower you so easily

He's obviously not gonna do anything you're uncomfortable with, he's very big on consent and your comfort and you guys ALWAYS have a safe word

But he will put you in a mating press and hold you there. Like, you're not moving.

That's how it is with every position, he lets you move your upper body but your waist is his to control

Absolutely loves when you ride him. Because of how small you are, your tummy always has an imprint of him inside you. It literally drives him insane and he cums so easily when he sees it

When you're doing missionary, he'll wrap his arms around your waist and lower himself onto you. He'll be hugging you as he's pounding his cock into you, but he's singing you so many praises

He'll be whimpering into your ear (yes he whimpers) and he'll be telling you how good youre doing. "you're doing so good for me", "such a tight pussy, all for me, right?", "you're gonna make me cum if you keep it up"

If he ever plays with your clit when he's inside you, you'll clench so hard he cums immediately. Then hes embarrassed by how easily he comes undone from you

He can't get over how sweetly you treat him, both in and out of bed. When you're having sex, he gets so turned on by all of your moans and soft praises

He definitely likes to 69 you but he also likes lotus every once in a while. He loves to be able to feel your body so close to his and he picks out positions specifically for that reason

If you guys live together, you're having sex every night. Kung Lao has an incredibly high sex drive and when you're not around to help him out he lashes out a lot

He'll be training with the other monks and he can't focus because of how horny he is. Raiden caught onto it and knows about Kung Laos needs, he teases him about it a lot but understands

It got to the point where Raiden recommended having you come with him. Maybe if you were in reach at any given moment it would make him feel better

So you went with him. And those few days you did were absolute disasters. Kung Lao didn't get anything done because the thought of you seeing him working out turned him on more than usual. So he'd be picking you up and running to a quiet place just to fuck you. Over. And over. And over again.

Eventually Raiden realized you coming with was a mistake and you had to leave. Not without Kung Lao crying and pleading with Raiden to let you stay

At this point Kung Lao doesn't even care about anything other than you. If you were to tell him to do anything, he'd be on it in seconds. He doesn't even care if Liu Kang approves of it, but luckily for you both he understands how it feels(cough cough kitana)

Long story short, he's a simp.

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[kyusimaluv]

idk if im lame but i dont dig most if not all of the characterizations of kung lao in /reader fanfics. i just dont see him as a guy who’s vulgar (and he doesnt even swear in mk1 or atleast thats what my memory tells me) and careless about others. he still cares a LOT about the ppl he cares for and idk why but it feels like i dont see that in a lot of these /reader fics

#im a lil insane im sorry if this comes off as rude #kung lao x reader #kung lao smut #kung lao

[crimsonbubble]

cw. nsfw, gn!reader, daddy kink, kinda subby raiden *not proofread, just pure horny

[im gonna explode] I ACCIDENTLY DELETED THE ASK THIS CAME FROM OMFG

Liu Kang

Flustered but acknowledges you with a gentle smile

His caretaker instincts amplify so much after this

He’s delighted that you feel comfortable around him enough to share this side of you

Responds with soft hums, a gentle coo and the warmest pet name you like

Kung Lao

He acts confident but the pink hue on his cheeks plus his nervous smile say something else

Lowkey liked it a bit too much bc his pace got a lot faster and rougher

It’s like you just unlocked a part of him that he never knew existed

Raiden

Flustered and flabbergasted

Stumbles over his words that he literally has to pause so he can process the words that just came out of your mouth

He doesn’t necessarily hate it though

Tries to keep a cool composure but you can feel him twitch every time you call him that

#bubbly writes <3 #mortal kombat smut #mortal kombat x reader #mortal kombat #mortal kombat x you #mk1 #mk1 2023 #mk x reader #mk x y/n #mk x you #mk smut #liu kang smut #raiden smut #kung lao smut #liu kang x reader #kung lao x reader #raiden x reader

[itjazzbicch]

Battle of Egos

Pairing: Kung Lao x Fem Reader

First time writing for Kung Lao so I hope I did well!

Summary: After dealing with Kung Lao’s teasing, the reader decides to boost their own ego and show Kung Lao that she can take charge in the bed room too…

Warnings: SMUT! (18+ ONLY! MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS DNI! YOU WILL BE BLOCKED!) Established relationship, unprotected sex (wrap it before ya tap it people!)

Word Count: 0.5k

“I’m sick of your arrogance, Kung Lao.”

He was always talking a big game and I had enough of his teasing, going straight to our bedroom the moment we came home from Madame Bo’s.

“I’m not arrogant. Just confident. I know what I’m capable of,” Laid back on the bed with his arms above his head, kicking off his pants and briefs.

“And tonight,” I boosted my own confidence and cockiness as I stripped out of my clothes, “You’re going to see what I’m capable of.”

“Show me what you got then,” He smirked, licking his lips.

“Don’t say I didn’t warn you,” I winked, crawling on top of him, kissing where he always grew weak in the neck while slowly sinking onto his cock, already getting soft hums from him.

To begin, I swiveled my hips slow, creating a sweet burn between our hips, Kung Lao always teasing me:

“Need help, love?”

“Help?” I laughed, sitting up straight, growling through my teeth as I began bouncing on his cock, “I’m going to make you eat your words.”

“Sure-“ He tried laughing sarcastically, his eyes shutting tight, his relaxed breathing turning into soft pants the fast I went, letting a few moans leak out just to add to it all.

Our wet skin slapping became the loudest sound in the room, my hips smacking his so hard that the bed creaked, the hands fixed behind his head soon trying to latch to my hips.

“What’s the matter? You got so quiet all of a sudden,” I was the teaser now, picking myself up to just leave his tip.

“Nothings wrong at a-“ Teasing the bell out of his tip, mid-sentence, I dropped back onto every inch of his cock, moans mixing with a laugh as he moaned, “Ah, fuck!”

Rubbing his chest, I rocked back and forth hard, asking:

“Too much for you?”

Shaking his head quickly, his hands latched on his hips and gripped on like his life depended on it:

“I’m gonna cum if you keep going like that.”

“Isn’t that the point?” I laughed, sitting up straight and returning to relentless bouncing, feeling his cock throbbing.

“Ngh, I’m g’na cum,” He kept repeating, ours hips sinking further into the bed, focusing on my own orgasm before he got to his.

“Not gonna let me cum first?” I huffed, putting on my sweet voice, knowing he felt how my walls were spasming, moaning down to him, “I’m cuming, Kung Lao!”

“Ah! Ah!” He was shaking at how I slicked his cock, balls, and thighs, immediately seizing up after a hard shake, pulling his hips back and picking me up by the hips.

I had to giggle at how hard he came, seed shooting clear up to his chest, twitching and leaking even after he was done.

“Dear goodness,” I giggled, stroking his cock softy as his cum still oozed, “I don’t think I’ve ever made you cum this hard.”

“I need a s-second,” His chest heaved, holding my hand as he was still sensitized.

“It’s okay,” I climbed up next to him, laying down and kissing his cheek, “We can call it a night.”

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