#nikto smut

[yawnderu]

Sex Pollen — Nikto x Reader

CW: rough sex, humiliation, dirty talk, mild mind break.

"Жoпа... what did you do to us?" He whispers into your ear, voice rumbling as his strong arms hold you in place, hard cock rubbing against your ass from behind. Your own body responded to him before your hazy brain could even register his words, hips moving just enough to meet his lazy thrusts halfway.

"I'm sorry, Nikto... we didn't know." Yet it was still stupid. Your brain goes back to what caused this hot mess— going on a mission to an abandoned lab to gather intel, and Horangi being stupid enough to start picking up random vials and throwing them against the wall. You followed suit, ignoring the stern look Nikto shot your way when he entered the room you were at.

"You didn't know." He mocks with fake pity, voice growing even deeper, the sound rumbling from his chest to his throat. His mask presses against your neck as he begins to pull down your pants and underwear just enough to reveal your sweet cunt. A sharp hiss coming out of his lips before his hand fumbles to pull up the zipper of his flight suit and pull out his hard cock, sliding it between your thighs.

"Сука." He whispers right into your ear, cock sliding right along your slick folds. Nikto was a man of discipline, someone who was always able to resist any urges or temptation, yet here he was, grinding on you like a dog in heat, and you're letting him. You both know exactly what the drug you released from the vial was— the painful boner Horangi was trying (and failing) to hide on the helo ride back to base confirmed your suspicions.

"You are not sorry enough." His gloved hand grabs onto the back of your neck, manhandling you until your upper body is resting on the cold surface of your old desk, nipples hardening at the feeling of the cold metal hitting them directly.

"Fuck—" It's almost painful, the growing heat between your legs, your pulse quickening each passing second that you're not feeling his cock all over your pathetically wet cunt, yet that's short lived.

"What? Can't handle the consequences of your own actions, slut?" He softly kicks your legs apart, getting a better view at your cunt, glistening in the dim light of your quarters, the drug making your body respond before your brain. The tip of his dick sinks into you painfully slow, a small groan coming out of his throat at the new sensation on his already sensitive tip.

"Filthy little whore." He makes sure he's lined up well before thrusting into you with force, thick cock burying itself all the way deep within your wet, needy cunt. His hold on your hip is almost bruising as he starts fucking into you, not even giving you the time to adjust to his length, yet you don't need the time anyway. The sounds of your squelching pussy would be embarrassing if you could even think clearly, but it's almost as if he's taking away your thoughts with every single deep thrust.

"Nikto—" You manage to moan out, back arching on your desk as one of your hands comes up to your chest, rubbing and pulling on one of your nipples while your cunt gets used by the Russian man. His thrusts hold no love or care— simply a primal need to cum. His strong body leans over yours, hard gear pressing into your back, yet any sort of pain is quickly replaced by the heat pooling up in your stomach.

"You're just a fucktoy—" He grunts out, deep groans coming out of his lips as he pounds into you, heavy balls slapping against your clit every single time he buries himself to the hilt.

"A piece of meat for us to use." The hard plate of his mask digs into your back as he leans his forehead over it, breath hitching at the feeling of how good your wet cunt feels, how sensitive his cock is inside you. He keeps fucking into you hard and deep, each thrust sending you both closer to the edge, his free hand joining yours on your chest. He squeezes hard, dragging a whiny moan out of you before his gloved hand begins to rub and pull on your nipple harshly.

"Need— need more." You plead, ignoring the pathetic high pitch of your voice, losing any sort of shame. You can't afford shame when your superior is fucking you hard, letting everyone hear just how true his demeaning words are. His hand on your hip goes lower, pulling your hips up and forcing you to arch your back, the new angle hitting the perfect spot inside your cunt.

"Fuck— fuck, fuck, fuckkk." Your eyes close, allowing Nikto to possess your body in every single way. How could you not submit when he's slamming his fat cock all the way in? When his rough hand is pulling on your nipple, fondling the fat when he gets bored of torturing you.

"God— I love you." The words come out of your lips without even thinking about it, not having the chance to even process them because he starts slamming into you at a punishing pace, the tip of his cock hitting the entrance of your cervix with no issues at all.

"да? You're just a fuckhole to me— nothing more." He reminds you, movements growing more intense each passing second. The room fills with the sounds of your mixed moans and the slap of skin meeting skin. Nikto can feel his release building up, the desperation to get the drug out of his system becoming all-consuming. His grip on your tit tightens, thrusts becoming more erratic as he chases his own pleasure.

"Shit, I'm—" You can't even finish your sentence before your orgasm hits, cunt cramping down on Nikto's cock, legs trembling as you struggle to keep yourself up. He holds your hips higher, driving into you with a feral hunger before shoving himself all the way in, a deep grunt escaping his lips as he spills his cum inside you, body trembling with the release of his pent-up desire. His breathing is heavy and warm in your ear, slowly pulling out of you, thumbs spreading your cheeks to see the way his cum spills out of your abused hole.

"Not a word out of this." He warns, giving your ass a hard slap before shoving his cock back into his boxers and flight suit. All you can do is nod, trying your best to regain your breath as his thick, fertile seed spills down your thighs.

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[simonrillleyyysss]

I think 20 minutes req time is up but 😳 please anything about kissing Nikto 🫣 i have to

ugh i love nikto with my entire body and soul

he.is.a.messy.kisser

full stop, this man is messy. messy room, messy eater, messy mindset—messy kisser, no doubt about it! and he’s so proud, too. he is so confident, doesn’t care if you’re complaining about how he’s shoving his tongue down your throat, what? he can’t hear you.

in his mind, if you’re not tonguing him like it’s your last kiss before death—it’s not a proper sesh, he does not go slow nor usually enjoy it; rushes!! panics!! he!! is!!panicky!! he loves making out, but he does it so hurriedly.

your hands gently framed his scarred cheeks, lips mingling together in such a tender motion—before he suddenly grabbed your waist and practically rammed his tongue down your oesophagus, tensing beneath him n’ gently pushing him away with your freehand

he’s so.so.so confused, cocking his head and furrowing his brows in offence—do you not think he’s a good kisser? handsome enough? is he going too slow?? this man has 100 thoughts and only 1 brain to store them in, he’s puzzled

‘nikto—i wanna go slow..kay? don’t need t’rush anything..’

‘i am not rushing, Лисичка—we’re simply enjoying it..’

you can’t help but sigh, leaning forward and pressing your lips against his softly, thumb caressing his cheek as you cocked your head to the side, humming soft praises into his mouth, his shoulders easing :,(

‘you are so good, nikto.’

‘i..you treat me,’

short pauses inbetween, panting and trying to gather himself, he’s so easily worked up

‘you treat me very well, Малы́шка..’

giggling, you pulled away and scratched the back of his neck comfortingly, his head burrowing into your chest like a cat, shutting his eyes.

…

‘are you fucking hard—?’

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[agoofyannoyancetolaw]

Masked

a/n: is nikto a war criminal? Yes. Is he also a silly trans man I wanna shag? Mhm. Oh- also this one has utterly no plot, it’s just smut an per usual I don’t proof-read these 👍

Minors DNI

“поиметь-!” Nikto cried out as he tried desperately to match your thrusts, his pretty cunt swallowing your member in its pretty pink fold- his uniform sticking to his sweaty skin as tears pricking up in his eyes. “P-please darling, please-.” He begged as his bluntly cut nails dug into you, leaving red lines down your back.

this had to be at least the third time he came around your cock, his whimpers muffled him biting his lip as your tip softly kissed his cervix with every thrust, his whines from beneath his mask filling the room around you.

Soft little ‘ah-‘ sounds filled your ears as he clamped down on your cock like a vice, a small sheen of sweat covering his body as he shakily worked himself up and down on your girth. He just wanted to spend time with his lover while wearing his mask per usual- but a night of drinks and flirty remarks and ended him up in this position of being skewered onto your cock, grasping for purchase as your tip hit deep inside him again- his eyes fluttering closed as his eyes rolled back, back arching and seeing white.

he could feel the foggy wave of overstimulation hit him hard as he came down from his climax, the only thing keeping him awake was the warm feeling of your thrusts into him stuttering to a stop and the soft sensation of your arms holding him as you sat him up on the bed and cleaned him up a bit, praises falling from your mouth that he was too tired to hear as he slipped into sleep.

It was nice for him to finally have someone with him- to not be alone.

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[bigmoizt]

Nikto who would come home to you after deployment and instantly hug you from the back and fuck you on the sink.

Breading kink, Rough fucking

Nikto x Fem! Reader

Still in his gear, Nikto hugs you from behind, nustling his masked face in the crook of your neck. You feel his cock hardening through the cargo trousers of his uniform, and you groan softly as he rubs his crotch on your ass.

His gloved hands reach up to your thigh, giving them a squeeze before slapping your ass - making you jump and gasp. He chuckles at your reaction, his laugh sounding more raspy than usual.

"Such a slut. Bet you're waiting for me to come home and fuck you good, да?"

He unbuckles his belt, unzipping his trousers and pulling his cock through his boxers. He pumps it a few times, before letting it get harder between your thighs

Nikto brings his fingers to your clit, his gloves rough and painful on the wet slit. You cried out as he rubbed 8's on your sensitive bud, letting your eyes roll back to him as he played with you.

"So sensitive, шлюха." whore. He whispered in your ear. His mask muffled his insults, but the noises he made are still heard through it.

You panted and abruptly gasped as he stuck a finger into your tight hole. You could feel his grin widening as he pushed his finger deep, your pussy so wet it went without much difficulty.

"Ебать, so tight for just my fingers. Sure you can take my dick?" Fuck.

You nod frantically, already in so much pleasure just from his digit. He pumped in and out of your leaking pussy, and you can feel his throbbing cock on your ass behind you.

A knot formed in your stomach, you could feel it almost break as he put another finger in. His other hand gripped your neck tightly, pulling you closer to his chest.

You could feel his uniform hard on your back, his chestplate digging into the flesh near your shoulders. His gloved fingers kept pushing deep into your hole, but he instantly stopped once you arched your back, ready to cum.

He chuckled as you groaned in pain and annoyance, giving him a teary glare as you looked back at him.

"Fuck.. I was so close, Nik..."

Your complaint came as a weak whisper. He cupped your cheeks, covering your mouth in the process. Leaning into the crook of your neck, he kissed you through his mask, making you wait longer for his dick.

You arched your ass back, making his dick twitch and hit your clit. He squished your cheeks harder, huffing softly at your impatience.

"Too eager for me, huh?

He let go of your face, and his hand went to grab his leaking dick. He lined himself up with your hole - already prepped up from his fingers.

Without hesitation, he thrusts in, making you jump and gasp. Your hands flew to the edge of the sink to balance yourself in his grasp as he rutted into you without pity.

His pace was fast and brutal, his dick bullying your pussy - hitting your g-spot over and over. You arched your back as you held onto the sink, and Nikto's hand flew to hold your waist as he fucked you deep.

"So good, моя любовь.. Such a good girl for me." my love.

He groaned softly as your tight pussy clenched on him, his eyes rolling back in behind his mask.

His breath became ragged, rhythm faltering as he felt close to cumming.

"Hah.. M' gonna make sure you give me a son, моя любовь."

With a few last thrusts into you, he pulled your body close to him, your ass hitting his happy trail, his chin resting on top of your head as he emptied his balls into you.

You felt his warm seed fill your stomach and you groaned in pure ecstasy. Nikto - still holding onto your waist, leaned in to kiss you through the mask.

"Wanna go another round in the shower, моя девушка?"

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[aangell333]

Got any nikito hcs? Love your work btw!!

OMG BABY NIKTO.

I don’t know too much about him but I can try for you, anon 🩷

- would take him a LONG time to get into a relationship, he strikes me as a very closed off guy

- tends to ignore most people around him, so you’d know if he’s interested when he starts even glancing at you

- the first time he makes anything resembling a move, he passed you a pen during a mission briefing

- poor guy’s hands were trembling and his heart was absolutely racing

- the next time he approached you was while you were making your coffee and he handed you the sugar some recruits had put on the top shelf as a dumb joke

- this time, his shaking hands caused him to spill sugar almost everywhere

- was so grateful when you simply laughed it off and the two of you cleaned it up together

- very domestic indeed

- poor nikto became infatuated with the idea of you being his little housewife, helping him cook and clean around his house

- couldn’t stop fisting his leaky cock that night as he pictured you all dolled up, bent over and on your knees as you scrubbed his floors in a miniskirt

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[idontknowreallyidontcare]

Ayyy! Nikto appreciation squad let's go! Imagine the reader being so down bad for him too they're absolute nightmares to have on base because you can't pull them apart or they'll get hostile?

(HOES)TILITY WITH NIKTO FOR MY GIRLS

It’s actually funny how between every man you could’ve possibly had you ended up with a traumatized, masked, militar with OCD and personality disorders. He’s so dreamy isn’t he? Was this some kind of a joke destiny decided to pull on you? You didn’t really care to be fair, you loved this man and so did he. One thing you both had in common was the way you both were so down bad for each other, it was actually borderline embarrassing.

And let’s not talk about how you’d both get when your 3 hours of making out and rubbing against each other in a small room on base was being interrupted by a poor recruit who just happend to need a mop from the catchall.

Or when Krueger would get mad at Nikto for spending his lunch break somewhere with you instead of staying with him and the other guys.

You being one of the few females on base was a bit of a disadvantage so Nikto always made sure to spend as much time as possible with you, so you would not get lonely. The guys always had something to say about it, but in the long run they just got used to it and rested the case. He was staying with you and nothing could change his mind. Especially since he’d be getting to fuck you somewhere on base, and nothing could top that.

It was disgusting how you both were always so physical and disrespectful of your surroundings. Nikto was known to be crazy so shame was not something he ever struggled with, but for you to be equally provocative was another thing.

Somehow that’s how you both were, you really found each other, and you were both equally in love, equally as crazy for each other.

It took König hundreds of threats, 3 physical interventions and who know what else to actually get you and Nikto to STOP scaring off recruits just for fun. And not because your ideas of scaring them were some lame pranks or some stupid jokes, no, because your ideas of scaring them off were to be disgusting and embarrassing, from making out in front of some poor recruit who just wanted to go take a nap in his barracks after a hard day of training, to you both completely acting like hoes just for fun.

You’d be grabbing Niktos cock thru his pants, saying the nastiest things, and he’d keep up with your game acting just as nasty.

Poor recruits are traumatized just by hearing or seeing you both together, because you’re never up to no good, and they always fear for their mental health.

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[diejager]

First Cw: Smut, sex work, porn, cam girl, dildo, riding, dildo mount, self-hate, depressive thought?, whorshiping, tell me if I missed any.

Part 4

He watched your live, your body writhing in your sheets, back arched and head thrown back in pleasure. His body unmoving, body rigid underneath his armour, eyes unblinking and back straightening against the backrest, as he stared at his screen. He never touched himself when he watched you from afar, eyeing your hips rolling against the mount you strapped to a pillow, riding the dildo you suctioned to the plastic stand.

You rode it slowly, chest heaving while you ran your hands over your breasts in a sensual way, your finger running over your glossy lips, caressing your jaw and down the curve of your throat, your sweaty and shimmering skin. Your hands travelled down the valley of your tits, pinching your perky nipples with painted nails, a pretty red, powerful and vibrant —sexy in every manner. His eyes followed the hand that dipped down your stomach, over your slick mound and spreading your lips to show your viewers the silicone cock that stretched you out.

His hot breath sounded loudly behind his mask, it would've fogged up his glass if he wore any, his laboured breathing coming out in shoulder-moving puffs. His cruel eyes dilated, pupil rounder than usual as his eyes stuck obsessively at your cunt, his ears ringing with the loud, echoing squelch of your cunt and the eerie silence of his locked room, and body strained with self-restraint, fingers curled into a fist. He felt dazed, mind numbed to all but you and what you brought out of him: his slurred reaction, his oversensitive nerves and his increased heat.

You were like a drug to him —addiction, ascension, delirium. Your mewls breaching his broken mind and your bouncing body burning itself into his eyes, hearing and watching you gush around the toy, cunt fluttering wildly as you shuddered, hair sticking to your forehead and skin flushed. Despite his growing needs, the swelling that tightened his pants to an uncomfortable extent, he made no move to chase it, to soothe the pain and ache that filled his body, like a wave crashing against his scarred and disfigured body, and the wind blowing him away like the insignificant specks of sand that caked the earth.

He wouldn’t touch himself after the show, sending you money for the perfect show and drowning himself in a freezing shower to wash off the sin, his greatest mistake of loving something so precious and beautiful. He let his cock grow soft under the water, the occasional jump of his cock reacting to the arousal that still lingered in his bloodstream and the coolness of the water.

He couldn’t help himself, he promised, he fought, he glared, but nothing could stop a wandering mind, a needy and vulnerable shell of a broken man that wanted nothing but a fleeting moment of love, of affection —of utter devotion.

“Hello?” The voice was as sweet as the last time he heard it, the softness and affection that deepened his scars, “Nikto?”

“Милая,” his voice came out in a low rasp, throat dried and muscle dehydrated. He spent too much time hiding himself than caring for himself, “You did well.” [Sweetheart]

You laughed, your gentle and angelic chuckle at his compliment —fitting the stage name you used, Seraphim. He was reminded again why talking to you felt like a sin, blasphemy committed by him to his goddess. Perhaps he shouldn’t have called, daring to be so near a being much greater than him, pure and fragile. For all his self-restraint, he was a weak, weak man, always chasing for more when he’s already lost so much.

“Thank you,” you sighed. He heard sheets shuffle, your body rolling to your stomach, face propped up on your chin while he spoke to you on the phone, “When are you coming back?”

“Cкоро.” [Soon.]

Part 6

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[batwritings]

Kinktober Day 16 - Praise Kink

I've been really loving writing for Nikto, but I'm not sure if it's due to the familiarity of him being a system or not. ^^; Enjoy!~

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Receiving praise had always been a strange thing to you. Getting it from certain people always felt better than others, and that certainly carried over to the bedroom for you. This little fascination though, certainly got different once you joined up with Spetsnaz and eventually, KorTac.

There were a few people here and there that it felt good to hear it from, but one in particular stood out. Nikto often kept to himself, part of which you knew why. So when it came to praise, receiving it from someone so aloof and, effectively alone as him, it did something.

You wouldn’t admit it, not out loud, but praise from the Russian man went straight between your legs. If it were to be accompanied with a pat on the back or a ruffle of your hair, (front dependant), even more so. So when you were cornered by him one day after training, wondering what the hell was up with your form that day, you were beyond nervous.

“You just got worse and worse,” Nikto grumbled, arms crossed. “What the hell happened?” You felt so small under his intense gaze as he criticizes you. Despite being in your  bunk, you couldn’t help the ugly feeling inside.

“I…” you started. You knew a lot of it, (all of it if you were honest with yourself), was due to the constant praise. Every target shot, every bullseye and headshot, was praised. It made you feel weak, fuzzy, your brain going to some very inappropriate places.

“Well? Spit it out!” Nikto growls, inches from your face now. The pressure was overwhelming, causing you to stress further.

“It’s because of you!” you blurt, hands flying up immediately to cover your mouth. Eye contact between the two of you never breaks, even as Nikto backs out of your personal bubble. His beautiful baby blue eyes were wide with confusion.

“Us…?” he asks, voice quieter now. You could see wheels turning as voice after voice probably flickers to life in his mind. Not wanting any more misconstrued information than there already probably was, you speak up again.

“You…you kept praising me,” you admit. Your cheeks start to flush and you can’t keep meeting his gaze anymore. “And it felt…nice…in a way it shouldn’t. And so I started losing focus.” With the information out in the open, the room fell silent. 

You wanted to scream; you can’t believe you just admitted that out loud! You wanted to hide, nervous and fearful of his response. That is, until a gloved hand takes hold of your chin, tilting your face to look at him again.

“Our praise made you feel good did it?” Nikto’s voice is lower now, husky almost. His eyes are softer as they consider you carefully, pupils a bit wider. “Like when we tell you what a good shot you made, маленькая мышь?”

Your breath hitches in your throat and your blush deepens. You nod your head and try to look away when Nikto nudges your chin. “Y-yes sir,” you say without hesitation, taken a bit aback by how easy it was.

The Russian man chuckles behind his mask. “What a good Зайчик,” he purrs. Your eyes drift between him and the ground, noticing the bulge forming in his flight suit. Your wandering eyes aren’t missed, and you swear you can see him smirk despite his concealed face. “On your knees little one.”

You do as you’re asked immediately. Part of you knew it shouldn’t be so easy to submit, especially considering your occupation. But this was different; you trusted Nikto, even if he knew how to take you apart.

Your comrade was slow in removing his member from the suit, tempting you. The moment it was in your line of sight, it was like your body moved on auto-pilot. You licked a long line up the shaft before taking it between your lips. 

“Such an eager little one,” Nikto comments, a low groan following behind. “So good for us. So eager to please.” You moaned at his praise, unable to stop yourself. You chased those words like they were a lifeline, and now it was on full display for the man of your affection.

And it didn’t stop there, oh no. In the time you spent sucking and licking your teammate’s cock, it was rare that between the moans and sighs you weren’t complimented or praised in some way. “So good,” or “keep going little one, you’re doing amazing,” in some way, shape, or form. And quite frankly? You were soaking up every bit of it.

Once your head was held from behind, did you know Nikto was getting closer. You could feel the way his member pulsed against your tongue, the way the head twitched when it found the back of your throat. “We’re so close Зайчик,” the man groans. “Go on, make us proud, make us come.”

You certainly didn’t need to be told twice. You doubled your efforts, paying more attention to the spots you noticed gave you the biggest reactions. “That’s it Зайчик, right there…!” And with a few more Russian curses, the man was coming down your throat 

You didn’t pull away until you felt the veins beneath his skin stop twitching. The noise was probably the lewdest pop you’d ever heard in your life. Nikto was panting above you, arms against the wall of your bunk to help support himself. “Did I do good, sir?” you asked, voice small. Again, your comrade chuckled.

“You did beautifully for us мышь.”

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[yawnderu]

Do you think Nikto would mind a lil head or hand while being washed?

>Nikto would absolutely love a handjob while you're washing his body!!<3

Your touch does wonders to Nikto's exhausted body, his scarred face contorted into an expression you're too familiar with— his brow scrunched up, teeth bared and his head thrown back, resting against the steamy tiles on the wall.

“Don't stop.” His tone is shaky, barely even managing to talk, not when your hand is wrapped around his veiny cock, slick with his own precum that seems to be unable to stop leaking all over. The bathroom is filled with his loud groans, every single muscle on his body tensing up when your sweet tongue darts out of your lips, licking a bead of his salty, creamy precum.

His rough, calloused hands darts to the back of your head, pushing you closer and closer until his meaty cock slips into your mouth, dragging a surprised yelp out of you until you're able to relax your throat, allowing him to move inside despite the tears in your eyes from your previously triggered gag reflex.

Your soft, warm hands go down to his thighs, feeling the thick mass of muscle tensing up beneath your touch as Nikto fucks your throat, both hands reaching down to cup your cheeks and guide your movements. Seeing your pretty, tear-stained face and the saliva pooling on your chin is enough to send the already exhausted men over the edge, trying his best to keep his eyes from rolling back to his head as he shoots ropes of his thick seed down your throat, caressing your cheeks when you swallow it all without hesitation.

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[simonrillleyyysss]

With all respect,….. nasty Nikto makeout fic pls queen 😳😳

geiififkrkfoffldkdir ruff ruff ruff

spit, teeth and lips—

the gentle moans falling from your chest were quickly muffled by the sound of wet affections, tongue gliding past his mouth swiftly; watching his brows knit together in amusement, large hands gripping at the sides of your hips, letting you nestle atop his lap.

‘Я не могу жить без тебя…’

nikto grumbled into your mouth, your fingers tracing down the seams of his shirt, head cocked to the side, his curved nose brushing against your cheek momentarily as he pulled away, your lips parted as soft breaths whispered against the warmth of his cheek,his own pants mixing with yours.

‘nikto…’

your palm came to rest on his scarred jaw, staring at his dull, heavy eyes. hand running through his overgrown buzzcut, lips parted in similarity, chest rising and falling, growling.

‘yes?’

‘you’re so fuckin’ hot..’

within seconds, he was ripping your shirt over your head— lips smashing against yours with primal hunger and desperation, thumbs playing with the perk of your nipples over your bra; forcing your head to the side in an attempt to deepen the kiss, teeth clashing and spit mixing.

it was dirty, and raw.

your hands roamed across his broad hair chest, grinding against his lap absentmindedly, earning a swift slap to your cheek, his large hand encapsulating your cheeks, squishing them together with a scowl, your eyes glossed over, lips slick.

‘behave, малышонок. we’ve been over this, yes?’

‘niikkkk….’

a soft cry left your chest, attempting to tug your shirt over your head; feeling him grip your thigh, spitting on ur tongue.

‘bad girl.’

#nikto x female reader #nikto x reader smut #mwii nikto #nikto cod #cod nikto #call of duty nikto #nikto smut #nikto x reader #nikto fluff #nikto #ghost x reader #ghost imagine #simonrillleyyysss #💞} riley speaks<3

[halcyone-of-the-sea]

An Ode To Greed

Nikto x F!Reader || Smut Drabble W. An Utterly Down Bad Man (AKA Nikto)

No Dark Themes - Body worship, praise/dirty talk, p in v, edging, implied overstim, cunnilingus, implied somnophilia (but it's totally up to you), domestic Nikto, implied dom/sub & switch dynamics, etc. Minors interacting will be blocked.

Nikto was nothing less than an attentive lover. 

Many days you found the man already done with the chores before you had the chance to get up—the light spilling through the curtains on his day off from KorTac. He was an early riser, the large Russian, always itching to move and to get his mind going. The mornings were organized, methodical, and always delicately thought out to the last detail: what cup he would use for his tea—black tea, of course, with lemon—to what he would clean first. Even down to the ingredients of the breakfast he would make you, leveled and weighed on the kitchen counter waiting for his experienced hand.

You left the cooking to him, and he never disappointed. 

But…on the very rare days Nikto chose to sleep in, that body as big and as all-consuming as a bear rumbling right next to yours, it was something to greedily latch at like a cat with a toy. Luckily, your influence was the one thing that could always reduce the Russian to a panting dog in heat. 

“Птичка,” Nikto grunts harshly into your ear, his hand grasping your hip as your breasts jerk along the mattress under you. Your mouth is open in a feral example of drunk pleasure, fingers kneading the ruined sheets. “Good girl, yes? Taking it so deep for us, this cunt.”

You whine loudly, eyes clenching shut as the sounds of wet rutting echo in your ringing ears. Your legs shake, backside up and chest stuck to the bed with Nikto’s shadow looming, repeating the action of grinding his cock in and out of your weeping slit one shove of his pelvis at a time. Everything about him was large, down from his appetite to his need for sex—you were always happy to feed him in whatever way possible. 

Nikto’s hand rubs up and down your thigh, pulling himself back to grip the both of them tightly and watch, sweat dripping down his throat. The cold eyes widen at the sight of your pussy taking him down one increasingly fast thrust at a time, the shine of your slick staining his thighs, slipping down where it cools and adds to the dichotomy of temperatures. 

“Speak,” he licks his lips, pushing your sleep shirt higher up your back with a flexing hand. He needs to watch. Nikto flights down a shaky breath, head tilting to the side as your walls tighten. The Russian groans throatily, clenching his teeth and bearing them like a mutt.

He’s been edging you for hours, a near-cruel way to see your eyes go glossy and drool to pool on the sheets. He almost gave in multiple times—particularly when he’d been tongue-deep into you, running his calloused thumb over your clit as your thighs trapped his head at your core. The remnants still drip from the divots of his facial scars, and he licks at the corner of his mouth to taste once more with a grunt of worshiping satisfaction. 

Delicious.

When you can’t utter up more than a writhing whimper, nostrils flaring for air and lungs heaving, you hear his low chuckle before fingers grasp your chin firmly and pull. A tongue finds the side of your angled face as you’re trapped against his bulky chest, his arm strapping your side as the muscle leaves a long stripe of saliva over your jaw.

The angle leaves him thrusting up, and his free hand travels slowly from your waist to your pulsing bundle of nerves, tapping your flesh cunningly as he goes.

You moan brokenly through an agonizing electricity of senses, head snapping back to Nikto’s shoulder as your hips jerk; back arching as the tension in your body grows ever stronger. 

You needed it—you needed to let go, feel the devastating breaking of your release slamming through you. 

“Speak,” Nikto grinds out into your ear as tears slip from the corner of your eyes—teeth bite all along your neck, thighs smashing into the back of yours. All the while, rapid circles run over your clit, and the sounds follow a feral rhythm that would leave no question to anyone else as to what was going on in this bedroom. It was the way you’d been reduced to nothing but a toy for him to ring pleasure out of that made this perfect—starting so greedily that you’d had him all to yourself this morning; letting his eyes roll into the back of his head as you’d rode him, his arms shaking as his spend had filled you, spilling out over his lower body when he’d finally finished his broken thrusting. 

“Nikto,” you stutter, biting your lip and feeling every inch of his cock bringing you closer and closer to an orgasm that you’d been begging for ages to let loose. “Please, fuck, please, I’m so close.”

“Да,” Nikto grunts, holding you closer as you quiver in a deliriously confused arousal, playing with you. He smirks, but you know the tension in his abdomen that builds and builds against your spine. The man pants, cruising out in growled Russian under his breath, heavy and hard. He barks, “Can feel it. We know your little squirms by now, hm? We know that way your eyes roll back—your pretty pussy, Птичка. She is too good for me,” Niko smirks into your skin, taking a deep breath as his fantasies take over, hot breath puffed into your slick flesh. “I can’t help but want to leave her begging one more time, just to watch how she will flutter.”

“Please!” You sob, hands clawing behind to grasp at the man’s head, shoving it further into your neck as your body tightens, legs all but numb. The Russian grumbles in approval, liking the way your nails drag his close-shorn hair. “Fuck, Nikto, please, I need it so bad.”

It was like you’d lost your mind and your dignity all at once. 

“We know,” Nikto’s scars move up and down your back, and you can sense every rub and caress of them intimately. To have him in this way was as addictive as it was the first time. 

Nikto bites more and more at your shoulders, nipping your ear and inhaling your scent—so much like a dog it was pathetic the way he was obsessed with your body; your orgasm. While you had no trouble coaxing one out of him in whichever way you desired, he always made yours a spectacle and a mystery. Rope, toys, blindfolds…there was only a limit if you said there was one, and that was something that only needed to be said once.

But there was something to be worshipped about the raw, animalistic, desperate fucking with Nikto that never seemed to get old. Especially when it was in your bed, especially when you had watched his cold eyes be blown wide by lust as his cock grew hard, especially when you could spend the rest of the day naked in your penthouse; skin on skin, switching dominance like a coin to be tossed. 

Nikto was good at giving you exactly what you wanted, and not an inch less. So different from the standoffish brute that he showed to everyone else. Nonetheless, he was, you suppose, still that same brute—but your brute. And, fuck, if he wasn’t using you like a perfect deadly instrument in his arsenal, making sure you worked properly. 

Your breath is cut off to gasped moans, lower body vibrating and cunt so wet that the sloping suck of Nikto’s stained cock was heard and felt far more violently. 

The man’s gargantuan hand spreads from your flesh to press into your abdomen, and you sob loudly at the sensation of thin skin above the indent of a prodding mound; nails almost drawing blood from where they drag at Nikto’s head.

“Please,” you repeat as if a broken record. “Oh, Nikto, please, fuck—”

“Shh,” Nikto shushes, still abusing your clit before he presses his previously prodding hand above your heart, in the process, groping at your breast; kneading as you place open-mouthed and saliva-dripping kisses to the beast’s chin—a coy attempt to please him into allowing you your nearing release. 

Nikto’s fingers push and pull, and your walls strangle him just right until his balls are betraying him, tensed and near bursting as he grunts and groans, all of his words a garble of gravel and sandpaper. 

The accent, while it lets you know he’s just as desperate as you are when it gets like that, only makes the knot in your stomach flare with friction. You loved it when he was minutes away from breaking.

“Want to feel your heart stutter.” It’s more of a command than a suggestion, and your hips try to meet his rutting as best as they can, arms losing strength as the pressure mounts you as Nikto does. Voice a harsh grind, he accentuates his point by pushing you back down the mattress all the way, getting the angle he needs to pound into the softest part of your cunt as you keen so loud you’re thankful you have the place all to yourselves because you can’t stop making sounds you can’t be described. Your body is bent and pushed to the limit, sweat and the scent of sex potent in your nose. 

Nikto fucks like it’s the last time you’ll ever take his cock. 

“Want to know the exact moment you claw for air again when you gasp it all away, my Птичка. My sweet little Птичка. Drug to my senses, yes? Can never take cunt unless it’s yours,” his voice grows faster, breathier, English words slurring until he divulges into his mother tongue, losing all sense beyond how you suck him in and squeeze him—warm walls inviting and the only place to spill himself. He can’t even jerk off anymore; you’ve ruined it for him. 

He needs to fill you up until he has nothing left to give: the only mission that he’d complete time and time again with no complaints or second guesses. The only mission that mattered. 

Nikto barks and spits, biting your flesh as you plead one last time.

“Tell me,” you all but shout. “Tell me I can—”

“Да!” Is the reverberating answer, and the way your body immediately responds is nothing short of utter devotion. 

Your body seizes, shoving itself into the mattress as the headboard slams into the wall, arching and toes curling—the knot in your core snaps as if cut by a crude knife, sawing you in half as your release gushes to flood out of the ring of Nikto’s plug. 

The Russian’s hand over your breast squeezes as you ride out your high on him, Nikto’s own orgasm rising to meet yours as it always does, only able to get off after he knows he’s done a good job of pleasing you. His scarred face buries itself into your neck, mouth open as his silent release is accented by the small, cut-off, grunt he gives with every slowing thrust. The joining of your flooded womb and his shining cock is a milky frothing of cum, sounding like someone slapping thickened water as the sticky juices are a testament to lustful need. They slip down your thighs, as Nikto licks and sucks on your skin, unable to slip himself out of you and your welcoming walls as they flutter. 

With every tightening surge of your cunt, he instinctively grinds himself further into you again, and you whine as his lips finally find your mouth, tongue pushing inside, still tasting of your cum. Eyes rolling back, you let his tiny thrusts continue if only to hear his canid-like groans and feel the slap of his balls so close to your puffy clit. 

You moan into his mouth as his teeth nip at your lips, sucking at your tongue before the ringing of your ears fades to hear his growls between the wet gasps.

“Get a good taste of us. I’m greedy, yes? Hungry. No worries…you will be our завтрак.”

The rolling over of your body and the spreading of your legs is all but expected, and you lay there with a smirk rising to your sweaty face as the monstrous man slips downward and slots his face right back where it belongs: shoving itself up against your fucked-out cunt, Nikto’s cum slobbering out and mixed with your own.

The first swipe of his greedy, fat tongue has your shaking legs curling around his head as he shudders in arousal, grunting out muffled words as you whine and slam your head back to the pillow.

“Вкусный.”  

*I do not give others permission to translate and/or re-publish my works on this or any other platform*

A/N: Literally idk where this came from but, I guess, take some Nikto smut lmao - still writing my reverse Price AU, but this hit me like a truck out of nowhere. Forgive me if this is literally horrible - I wrote it at 10, and I haven't written smut in a hot minute, lol

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[justpearlysworld]

Twitter Link #4

“take this dick. c’mon pretty girl.” he spoke through groans and grunts.

you were laid in your back as he fucked your throat. his hands fell on your plush breasts. he squeezed your tits and continued to fuck your throat, nice and deep.

you moaned around his cock and let your eyes flutter shut.

“such a good fucking girl. so fucking good for me”

ghost, soap, gaz, könig, keegan, nikto, krueger, horangi, graves

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[bigmoizt]

"What do you mean? Are you saying he's a pervert?"

Obsessive Nikto x Fem!Reader - Slight Smut

Nikto forgot what it felt like to have a crush. His youth so far behind him, it felt like he was a whole different person. He has always viewed it as a childish thing. Obsessing over someone, just for a chance to be with them.

Caught in the aftershock of a failed mission, the med bay was crowded by fucked up looking soldiers and even more fucked up looking nurses struggling to take a few patients at a time.

You got off your break as fast as you could, putting on a surgical mask before going to the entrance to see if you could assist anyone.

A man with his face totally covered by a mask and full tactical gear limped into the room, and you rushed to his side. As you guided him to an empty bed amidst the flock of people, Nikto felt something he hasn't felt in years.

As he walked with you, an arm wrapped tightly around your shoulder, his cock twitched. He watches as you tend to his wounds with your trembling hands, how you stared at his toned physique, how your face pouts if he shows any sign of pain.

With everything you did, his cock hardened in his pants. A bulge was visible from a mile away, and he did his best to hide it from you. Thank all the gods that exist because you never even glanced there. What an innocent girl you are.

After you tended to his wounds, you determined he was free to leave.

"Thank you for your cooperation, sir. Do you need a prescription for pain medication?"

Your sweet voice asked him. Instinctively, he nodded. You gave a smile before scurrying away to get the prescription.

Nikto looked down at his bulge. It was starting to get painful. He could see a small wet spot on the tip, and he tried his best to look like he just spilled some water on his pants.

A few minutes later, you came back with a piece of paper. Your soft hands handed it to him, before thanking him for coming and leaving.

Nikto read the paper, seeing the prescription for paracetamol under his name. Then seeing your name as the nurse who authorised it.

Your name was a perfect fit for you. It felt like it was hand crafted to suit you. He liked the way it rolled off his tongue late at night as he fists his rock-hard cock to the thought of you.

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[konigsblog]

what character would make you beg for it?

stupid cries to be fucked, pleading with him so desperately to go faster, while he's rocking his hips agonisingly slowly. :(

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[idontknowreallyidontcare]

KorTac members are WHORES, you’re only safe because you’re Colonel’s favorite.

You never talk, always have your mask on and the clothes and gear you have to wear daily doesn’t give too much information about what you could be. Male? Female? Only you know, and only you’ll decide when and how you’ll tell others (at least that’s what you thought).

When women from the base hit on you, hugging, tugging on your arms, pressing their tits all over you, you definitely get flustered, but you don’t know how to break it to them, that you’re actually a female and pretty much enjoy yourself every night by watching big muscled men jerking off on the unholy sites, with their hairy torsos and their angry looking cocks.

One day, some rookies (too fed up with your mysteriousness) drag you to the communal showers, laughing and calling you out on never joining them for one. Making silly jokes as ‘you’re afraid of us or our dicks?’ ‘What’s it big boy? Your cocks too big to grant us the pleasure of its presence in the same room as us?’ Or ‘no I bet it’s actually small, he just doesn’t want us to see it!’ Or ‘guys leave him alone, you’re gonna get in trouble with colonel’

As you are being dragged, you arrive inside the showers, everything is on display and you know it, there’s no curtains, no privacy, of course, that’s why you shower always at night and ALONE. But when you’re thrown inside and all you can see are huge junks, wet muscles, tensed abs and men moaning, you truly understand how much you actually fucked up for wanting to cover up your identity so bad and leaving people just assume your gender.

Your colonel suddenly facing your way with his hard dick pointed directly at you it’s not making it easier for you. But the rookies starting to trash you around, throwing you from ones arms to another, while starting to jokingly remove your clothes it’s not of help either.

Hlep I have some big ideas w this one c:

I just wanna say that the rookies will definitely not be playing with us in that sense, and this will probably be a KorTac x some other members probably from taskforce141. Probably an orgy thingie or idk, still have to decide.

Under here a poll with the characters I have in mind, just vote and the most rated ones are getting it. I thing of making it with at least 5 men x reader :3

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