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dinogoofymutated · 1 day

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Hey not sure if your currently taking requests but I just wanted to I soooooo stoked that you write for Remy! I've been starved for years cuz there's like no fan fics for him😭.

anyway I was wondering if you could do like a fic or headcannon where gambit somehow got hurt on a mission and is on bed rest but is also like really horny because you wont have sex with his since hes hurt.

If not that's fine I just thought it up and thought it would be hilarious 😂. Anyway luv your work, keep it up😘

NSFW!Gambit/AFAB!Reader

MMMMMHHHMMMMMM BESTIE UR MIND. ABSOLUTE GENIUS. I hope that you don't mind I did make it NSFW there at the end but the majority is just teasing our favorite gambler. Also, This is for the folks who were also really attracted to that one scene in criminal minds with the bulletproof vest. iykyk.

TWs: teasing, sexual innuendos, explicit smut, Handjobs, Mutual masturbation, PNV sex. Raw sex. (Wrap it bf you tap it yall) Creampie. Reader written with Fem! pronouns.

"Asolutetly not." You're quick to say it. Gambit pouts as the words leave your mouth, still on the infirmary bed with all the wires and doodads still hooked up to him. He's giving you those scoundrel puppy eyes that he knows you usually give in to, but you're not willing to budge this time.

"No, Remy. I will not be-" You take a quick glance around the room, leaning in a little closer as you begin to whisper-yell at him. "-I will not be having sex with you right now!" Remy sighs in a pitiful way leaning against the headboard in your direction. You can’t begin to look him in the eyes right now, instead lightly pushing his face away from your spot, sitting close to his bed on a chair that you had moved from the corner. His pout turns into an amused smile, as he instead takes your hand in his own, moving it down to press a kiss to your palm. You try not to blush at him. You’re supposed to be standing strong, dammit!

"Come on, Chère. S' not like it's gonna make Gambit hurt any worse-” You cut him off by lightly slapping his abdomen. Remy immediately flinches, curling in on himself with a pained groan. You feel a little guilty afterward, flattening your palm to rub the area soothingly.

“Yes, it would. Remy, I could seriously hurt you. You heard beast, any vigorous activity could rip your stitches.” You say, moving to where you can sit on the bed, facing him. You cup the side of his face, gently moving stray locks out of the way. He rolls his eyes, not at you, but at the memory of the talking-to he got when he had woken up in the infirmary.

“Never stopped me before. Since I been with the X-men it’s like everythin’ become a big deal. So what if I rip a few stitches here an’ there?” Remy grumbles. You give him a stern look, before leaning in to kiss his temple. He melts into your touch.

“It is a big deal, Remy. You need to heal. End of discussion.” You say gently. Remy thinks on it for a moment, before giving you a slight smirk.

“And by “end of discussion” you really mean “Until Gambit tempts me into bed”, Right?” He says. You roll your eyes at him before standing. If that’s the attitude he’s going into these next weeks with, you know for a fact he’s going to be insufferable.

You were right. The incoming weeks were almost as much torture to you as they most definitely were to him. Wherever you went in the mansion, Gambit was sure to follow. He’d be in the kitchen while you would be cooking, unable to help due to doctor's orders, but no one ever said that he had to stay out of the kitchen. He’s come up behind you, snaking his arms around your hips as he’d “Give you pointers”. He’d lean close and whisper in your ear, sometimes giving it a tip or two. But one thing about Gambit is that every time you turned him away, or laughed at him and told him to sit down, he’d get pouty.

That was a trend that continued. He’d deliberately go out of his way to tease you, on movie night, in the library, in the showers even. And every time, despite how hot under the collar you might have been, you turned him away. The more bothered you seemed to be however, his pouts turned into smirks. Eventually, you got fed up with it. You were trying to be a good girlfriend and make sure Remy didn’t hurt himself, but if he was going to be a brat about it, you could be a brat too.

You started off a little more subtly than Remy did. Lingering touches here and there, kissing him just long enough to leave him wanting. You’d wear just a tad less clothing around him, or wear slightly lower-cut tops. You were beginning to realize just how easy it was to get him riled up.

One particular day, the tension was thick in the air, having coalesced into something barely breathable. Remy was lying back on the bed on his elbows as you redressed his wound, making sure to spread ointment onto the healing stitches and care for the skin. You frequently found yourself drawn to the sight of his lower abs, the large bruise having begun to yellow as it healed. Maybe it was the fact that you hadn't seen his skin in a while, but the sight of him had you breathing a little funny. Remy was also a little quieter than normal, unable to look away from your gentle hands as you took care of him.

Once you finished, you lingered by his side, a hand pressed against his chest. You look up to find him already watching you, but neither of you says anything. You purse your lips, debating on whether or not you’re doing what you think you’re about to do. Remy tilts his head at you questioningly. He opens his mouth to speak but fails to do so as your hand trails down to his waistband. He takes a shocked breath through his nose, his eyes fluttering shut for a moment before he’s looking at you again through a lustful haze.

“Thought you said-”

“Shut up.” You sigh, cutting him off. Remy smirks at you, biting his lip. You roll your eyes, caressing the crotch of his pants a few times before you begin to slip them off of him.

“Don’t get too excited.” You whisper, but really it sounds more like a needy sigh. “Just a handy, okay?” Jambit huffs a laugh at you, but doesn’t tease. He's practically bucking his hips into your hand when you finally take hold of his cock, stroking him to hardness. You can’t seem to look away from the sight, watching as his abdomen clenches with every stroke from base to tip. You twist your hand on the upstroke, listening as Remy lets out a curse and a sudden moan just as you thumb his head, collecting his abundant precum as you use it to stroke back down again.

“You’re really pent up, huh?” You ask in a heated whisper. Remy’s head is tilted back in pleasure, and he huffs in amusement as he cracks an eye open at you. His hand slides up your thigh, Your legs being pressed against each other tightly to find some friction. You gasp as he suddenly slides two of his fingers up the inside seam of your pants, and you can practically feel yourself get wetter at the touch.

“Looks like I’m not the only one.” Remy hums. You can’t seem to pull away from him as he continues to stroke you. The air is hardly breathable, and the burning in your chest and your core starts to become too hot to ignore.

“Fuck it.” You say. Remy is confused when you let go of him, only to break into a wide smile when he realizes you were beginning to strip. The shirt is first to go, before your bra, and then your jeans and underwear. Remy wolf-whistles at the sight, and you wave him off, embarrassed.

“Couldn’t stay away from the temptation of Remy LeBeau, Now could you Chère?” Remy muses. He’s such a goof. You try to hide your smile as you carefully straddle his legs, making sure to avoid his sore spots. One of his hands holds onto your upper thigh, the other making its way to your center. He strokes you languidly with his fingers before circling your slit and pushing two inside. You suck in a breath, careful to set your hands on his shoulders without putting any weight onto them.

“Looks like this pretty pussy missed me as much as I missed you,” Remy says breathlessly. His eyes flicker from your cunt up to your bare breasts, and then to your flushed face. You feel like you’re falling apart too quickly, already climbing that high as he fingers you with those hands you love so much.

“Remy,” You call for him breathlessly. “ m’ not gonna last too long.” Remy can't help himself any longer, and pulls you closer to catch you in a passionate kiss. He drags his teeth across your bottom lip, letting go of the plush skin. He doesn't withdraw his fingers until your thighs begin to shake and you start to clench down on him. You whine as he does so, barely holding your composure. Remy takes your hand off of his cock, pressing a kiss to your knuckles before gently dragging your hips further into his lap. Your mind is hazy, but you know to be careful as he lines himself up.

“If we're going to do this, we're taking it my speed, okay?” You say. Remy nods, barely taking in the information. He was ready to be inside you. After weeks of nothing- all he could think about was you. Your giggles, your smiles. Your body. The way you taste on his tongue. The feeling of your thighs clenching around his head. Remy would do anything you asked of him at this moment.

You take it slow as you lower yourself down on his cock. The stretch of him feels delicious against your inner walls. Remy leans in, kissing and sucking on your breasts as you take your time. He bottoms out with a wet sound, his hands resting against your upper thighs.

Remy curses as you begin to move, bouncing on his cock somewhat slowly. Even in the haze of your lust, you're worried about hurting him. Remy, on the other hand, doesn't share the same sentiment. His hands clench around your thighs, and when he can't seem to take the slow speed anymore, he slams you down onto him.

You gasp at the action, and apologies spill from his lips as he tilts you forward, knocking your balance so you're forced to lean onto him as he controls the pace, eagerly thrusting into your heat.

“Remy-” Your protests are cut off with a kiss as your favorite scoundrel begins to take exactly what he wants. His grunts and moans beneath you send another trickle of warmth inside of you. To be honest, seeing him take control like this was hot- almost hot enough for you to forgive the fact that he was certainly overexerting himself- but it was hard to be mad at him when he's fucking you so good.

One thing about Remy is that he's a talker in bed. If anything, you were surprised he was as “quiet” as he had been the majority of the time. But once he started to get closer to his peak, Remy began to ramble.

"You think you're smart? -Ah! Teasing me like that.. mmh… expecting me to just take it?" You're not really paying attention to his words, nodding in response while only thinking about his steady grip on your thighs and ass and the peak you're reaching so quickly. Remy squeezes you harder, almost harshly as he begins to take you faster. His hips begin to stutter, thrusts starting to do him in one by one.

Remy lets out a loud groan as he reaches his peak, burying himself deeply inside you and thumbing your clit. He continues to thrust as he helps you reach that white-hot peak of pleasure, pressing kisses to your temple as you ride it out on top of him. By the time you're both fully finished, you're panting for air. You're fully collapsed onto Remy's chest, Remy being absolutely boneless as he rests against the headboard.

“You’re such an idiot.” You say when you finally have enough sense. Remy just chuckles, continuing to press kisses to every part of your face and neck he can reach. You sigh happily as he does so, pressing some of your own kisses to his shoulder.

When you finally peel yourself off of his chest, the first thing you check in on is his bandages. You scowl when you see that they've been soaked through with sweat, but more concerning is the spot of red that has started to form. You look up at Remy with narrowed eyes, and he quickly looks down as well, before looking back up at you and simply shrugging with a gleeful smile.

“Casualty of love, Chère.”

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angelltheninth · 1 month

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Hey! 2 things.

1, you are an incredible human being and an inspiration to all x reader writers out there. Seriously, keep doing what you do.

2, I was wondering if you could write boyfriend headcannons for Gambit from the animated X-Men series. Either NSFW or SFW is fine (or both🤨).

If not, then I just send good words and lots of love and support from myself and other writers.

STAY YOU!!!

Gambit is actually among my top 3 favorite X-Men, at least the men.

Pairing: Remy "Gambit" LeBeau x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, gentle to rough sex, teasing, kissing, fingering, clit simulation, morning sex, domestic fluff, pre-mission sex

A/N: The new show re-ignited my love for him.

Gambit isn't exactly lazy but he is still very much in the honeymoon phase of you relationship

And that grants him the right to be a bit more lazy in the mornings

He can't let you go without some cuddling and kisses

Which would be fine if he wasn't so handsy with you all the fucking time

You joked about tying his hands behind his back for one he could get out of that easily, and two it would turn him on more

His hands are too nice to restrain anyways, it would be a great loss for you

Knows you don't have that much time so he won't waste any more, he let's you know what he wants, and that is you riding his fingers with your shirt pushed up so he can see your tits

Because he's so honest you can't tell him no, because of that and his smile that makes your knees weak and pussy throb

Not one, finger he knows you can already take two

Curse him for being a tease like he was, and for knowing just how you like your clit rubbed to get your hips to shake on top of him

Sitting up he kisses you to silence you moans at the change of the angle, now his fingers are three knuckles deep, he's only able to curl them upwards

But he can still move his thumb around your clit, he can still use his other hand to grope your breast while licking and kissing the other one

Nothing could tear Gambit away from you now, no danger or mission or apocalypse, not even you pulling on his hair like that to pull him from your sensitive nipple

The fingers inside you are good but not enough to make you finish

You need something much thicker, you need that cock of his that's been pressing against your thigh

Since he's already sitting up you sit on his lap, kissing him breathless while you, somewhat awkwardly push his underwear down to his feet

No more teasing, Gambit pushes the whole throbbing length into your pussyhole, filling the emptiness left by his fingers

Doesn't let you ride him fast, he wants to enjoy this, you have a whole day of not being able to do this ahead of you

With his hands moving from your hips to your soft thighs to your even softer ass he gives it a playful smack every time you speed up too much

You want to kiss that knowing smirk right off his smug face

And hell, he's not saying no

Feel free to leave as many scratch marks as you'd like

He really doesn't want to pull out but he is really close, here, he'll give you his fingers instead, your pussy doesn't have to be empty when you come, he knows you hate that more then anything

Not as good as his cock but better then nothing

Infinitely more messy when he comes because his cum goes all over your stomach

Now you have to take a shower too, if anyone asks why you're late to the mission briefing you'll blame it on your boyfriend

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kayesfanfics · 14 days

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Being Friends with Benefits with Gambit

Warnings: NSFW, AFAB reader, mentions of cheating, one sided love, love triangles around every corner, Morph lowkey has a crush on you

You and Gambit had always been flirty with each other, but nothing that got physical, at least until he came to you one day. He was sick of chasing after Rogue when she didn’t want him back, so he wanted to both make her jealous and let out some pent up energy. You decided to indulge him, admitting to yourself that you really did need a good lay, and you wanted to see Rogue get jealous because of you. So you agreed and let him lead you to his bedroom, which happened to be a couple doors down from Rogues’

After that first night, the two of you went to each other when you were either horny, frustrated, jealous, or all of the above. You didn’t explicitly tell the team but they all knew, having either heard you themselves or hearing it through the gossip that quickly spread through the Mansion. Rogue had shown she was a bit upset, but she also couldn’t blame Remy after making him chase after her and leading him on when she was still shacking it up with Magneto. Still, that didn’t stop the pang in her heart when she saw him whisper to you before you giggled and followed him upstairs. You and Gambit both knew you were hurting her, but Gambit was sort of okay with it and you egged him on, saying she deserved it for leading him on all these months

You watched with disdain as Gambit’s eyes were on Rogue across the table, whom was not paying him any attention. You longed for Gambit to look at you that way, but his heart was still set on the southern belle, yet his dick was set on you. You convinced yourself you were okay with that, thinking that at least he came to you for something, even if it was just sex. But truly deep down, you wished he came to you for so much more. For now though, you pined after him as he pined after Rogue.

“Meeting dismissed. Gambit, Y/N, Jubilee, don’t forget you’ve got the Danger Room with me in an hour. Good luck.” Scott grinned, before leaving the table to go tend to his pregnant wife.

“Looks like we’re gonna get our asses kicked together, chere.” You smiled at Gambit, using the nickname he used on him.

“Yeah, looks like.” He mumbled, watching Rogue leave the room, no doubt headed to Magnetos office. You glared at the back of her head, jealous that Remy was so focused on her that he couldn’t even see you throwing yourself at him right next to him. You glowered and left the table, crossing your arms, knowing he wasn’t watching you leave. You went towards the kitchen to get a drink, definitely needing a beer before fighting Wolverine soon.

“God, that’s gotta suck hard.” You heard a playful voice from somewhere behind you. You turned and saw Morph grinning at you like a creep from the hallway, before he jumped onto the counter you sat at.

“No shit, Morph.” You grumbled, taking a swig of beer as you wallowed in your self pity. “I just…I don’t get it! Why can’t he see I’m better for him? She doesn’t pay him any mind!”

“That’s what he’s thinking about her and Magneto,” he shrugged. “You can do better than him, y’know? You deserve someone who pines after you, Y/N.”

“Yeah? Like who?”

“I don’t know…maybe-“

“Oh, this is pathetic.” You both turned to see Wolverine watching you two from the fridge.

“What is?” You asked, looking at Morph in confusion.

“You two! Both of you! All of you! It’s ridiculous, really.” He grouched at you, grabbing a beer for himself.

“Aren’t YOU pining after Jean?” You teased, making him glare at you and Morph snicker.

“This ain’t about me, I’m talking about you! Morph after you, you after that southern weasel, him after Rogue, Rogue after magnet man!” Wolverine ranted before chugging some beer.

“What do you mean ‘Morph after me’?” You asked in confusion, looking up at Morph’s embarrassed face.

“Nothing! He means nothing!” Morph glared at Wolverine, who simply rolled his eyes and went back to his beer.

You grumbled in frustration, finishing your beer and tossing it before leaving. Everything was so confusing in this place, there were love triangles everywhere you looked and apparently, you were in a few of your own. You just wanted Remy to look at you how he looked at Rogue, why was that so hard?

*later that day…*

“Ya know jus’ how ta rile Gambit up, don’ ya chere?” Remy growled in your ear as he kicked shut his bedroom door behind him, your lips locked on his jawline, leaving large and dark hickies behind as your hands clawed at his trench coat. He moaned slightly at your actions, his hands feeling up your body that he carried in his arms, your legs wrapped around his waist and his hands grabbing handfuls of your ass and plush thighs as he walked the both of you over to his bed. His room was dark and smelled of his colonge, his sheets surprisingly soft as he laid you down on it, immediately climbing on top of you and letting his hands trail up your sides to your breasts, squeezing them and making you toss your head back and bite your lip as he played with them.

“Remy, please!” You whined, desperately needing to feel his touch without your suits blocking his skin. He raked his hands down your chest and abdomen before holding both your thighs in his hands, keeping them wrapped around him as he started to attack your neck with his soft lips. You moaned and grabbed a handful of his wild hair, pushing him closer to you as he sucked at that sweet spot behind your ear that sent shivers down your spine, making your back arch off the bed and press your clothed chests together.

“Why ya always gotta mess wit’ me durin trainin, dollface? Nearly fucked me right there in front’a ol Morph and Scott.” He said between kisses, his red and black eyes watching your face as you moaned and but your lip for him.

“I can’t…can’t resist you!” You pulled his hair so his lips would meet yours in a frantic kiss. “So handsome…so sexy…so wonderful…” you moaned between kisses, out of breath but not caring as you kissed him again and again.

“Aw, you charm Gambit, mon cherie~” he smiled and pulled away from the kiss, shrugging off his jacket and tossing it somewhere behind him. “How bout you show Gambit how sexy he is, huh?”

You smiled excitedly as he got off you so both of you could undress quickly, tossing clothes carelessly onto the floor, so focused on each others bodies you couldn’t care less about the mess. As soon as the both of you were undressed, you grabbed Remy by the shoulders and pushed him onto his back, climbing on top of him and straddling his waist, your pussy sitting atop his dick but not penetrating yourself just yet. You started with kissing his chest and teasing his nipples with your tongue as he folded his arms behind him to watch the show, his usual shit eating grin on his face as he watched you ravage his body. Your hands glided along his sculpted abs, following his happy trail down to his cock, one hand palming it while the other continued to feel up his body. After some more teasing, he bucked his hips up into your hand and raised an eyebrow at you, giving you the signal that he was getting tired of your teasing.

“So impatient~” you purred, trailing a finger down his chest as you crawled down the bed until your face was level with his cock. You grabbed it fully in your hand finally, making him sharply inhale as you started to move your hand slowly up and down his shaft. His arms moved to grip the sheets as you opened your lips to suck on his tip gently, swirling your tongue teasingly and watching him squirm below you. You smirked with a mouthful of his dick until his hand grabbed your hair and shoved you down, his cock quickly hitting the back of your throat, making you choke and gag around him. He heartily laughed at your reaction as he moved your head at the pace he pleased, eventually letting go once you found a good rhythm for him. You gripped his thighs when his hips bucked up into your face, warning you that he was about to cum. You braved yourself by squeezing his thighs until his semen sprayed down your throat, then rubbed his thighs as you swallowed everything he gave you.

“Fuck, chere!” Remy panted as he came down from your high, watching you sit up and wipe your mouth elegantly, your eyelashes batting at him sexily as he caught his breath. He suddenly sat up and pushed you face first into the bed so your ass was up and your face buried in the covers. You moaned as you felt his hand grab a handful of your ass and grope it, before smacking it hard enough to leave a red mark, making you yelp and grip the sheets beneath you. “Think ya can take Gambit now?”

“Yes! Please, Remy! I need you so badly!” You begged him, tilting your head to make eye contact with him behind you. He smirked and slapped your other cheek, chuckling when you squeaked and buried your face into the covers to hide your blushing face. You gasped when he tugged your hair harshly, before feeling the tip of his cock prod at your entrance. Your back arched impossibly more as he slowly entered you, whining as you felt every inch of him in detail slip into you.

He leaned down to press his chest to your back and place a few kisses on your bare shoulder, asking, “Ya alright, chere? Ready for Gambit?”

You nodded desperately and soon felt his cock pumping in and out of your pussy. You let out a choked out moan as he picked up his pace, hearing the smack of his hips against your ass as he thrusted harder and harder. You whimpered out his name pathetically like a prayer, before feeling his free hand slip beneath you and his fingers beginning to rub and pinch at your clit. You cried out at the feeling of all this stimulation at once, Remy’s skilled fingers and hips fucking you just right into his mattress.

“R-Remy, please! Fuck! Rem, I-I’m gonna…ah!” You screamed as he pistoned in and out of you, his hand pulling your hair harshly and his fingers playing with your clit expertly. “Please please please please please! Gambit! R-Rem!”

“Cum fer Gambit, mon ange! You can do it!” He huffed, out of breath from the workout of fucking you. You gripped the sheets so hard your knuckles turned pale as you shut your eyes, feeling the coil inside of you snap with one last harsh thrust of his hips into your pussy. Gambit slowly fucked you through your orgasm, pulling out and rubbing your pussy softly as he set your shaking body down on his bed, getting up and heading to his bathroom. You heard the sink run, before he returned with a washcloth to wipe down your inner thighs. Your chest heaved as you caught your breath, your abdomen spasming as you came down from your high.

Once clean, he tossed the wash cloth onto the floor with the rest of your clothes and got back into bed with you, tugging the covers over you as he pulled you to his chest. You cuddled into him, hands around his abdomen and face buried into his hairy chest. He mindlessly played with your hair as the both of you relaxed and rested together, holding the other in comfortable silence as your eyes began to feel heavy.

“Remy?” You shyly spoke up, finally breaking the silence.

“Yeah chere?” He asked, not moving his eyes from staring up at the ceiling.

“I um…what are we?”

You felt his hand stop playing with your hair and his breath hitch, before he let go of you and sat up, fidgeting with the covers as you slowly sat up with him, holding the covers up to your chest.

“What’s this about, mon chere?”

“You know what it’s about. I can’t…I can’t keep doing this if this is all we’ll ever lead to. I have too many strong feelings for you to do this to myself. I…I love you, Remy.”

He finally looked you in the eyes, and unreadable expression on his face, before he slowly dissolved into laughter. You glared at him and smacked his shoulder, pouring that he wasn’t taking this seriously.

“I’m, I’m sorry, Y/N! Gambits sorry, it’s just…why does this shit always gotta be so damn complicated?”

“You’re telling me.” You grumbled. “Well? What are we? Answer me.”

“We are…we are friends with benefits currently, no?” He grabbed one of your hands. “Y/N, Gambit loves ya very much, it’s just…he also loves Rogue still too. He couldn’t give ya the full attention ya wanted, not right now at least. It ain’t fair to ya, but I love ya both, at least for now.”

You looked at him sadly, despite already knowing he still loved Rogue. You thought about how Morph felt the same way you did about him, and how Gambit felt the same way about Rogue. It was a complicated love triangle…square? Whatever. It was complicated, full of strong feelings, but you knew what you all felt was real and valid for each other.

“I think I can live with that for now.” You sighed, giving him a sad smile before leaning in to kiss him.

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vixemi · 12 days

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I need more of this man! MORE OF THIS MAN RIGHT HEREEE! I can’t get enough of the edits of him and now I need for scenarios/headcannons, so PLEASE! 🙏🏽 write more of him

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su-alteza-emia · 4 days

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^^^ we as a society If only there were more remy fanfics

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mutant-musings · 11 days

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Inbox Open!

The X-Men have been living in my head RENT FREE the past few weeks, so feel free to drop any kind of request for any X-Men into my inbox!

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simpforfandoms · 9 months

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If possible, would you be willing to write Remy LeBeau x reader on their first date. Please and thank you

💜

I tried really hard to write a first date but I just can’t so this is as close as it gets

You don’t know how you got here, one second you’re chaperoning a prom and the next Remy is asking if you want to get out of there. And maybe it was the spiked punch (did they really think you wouldn’t notice?) or the fact that you had the slightest bit of a crush (god you sound like a highschooler) on the red eyed mutant that made you say yes. So that’s how you end you’re taking a stroll with Remy throughout the courtyard looking for any teenage mutants doing scandalous things and talking about pointless things

“In France is french kissing just kissing? Or french fires just fries?” You ask

Remy gives you a look, “I’m not French”

“But you know French?”

“Yes but I’m Cajun not French”

“Okay but you can still answer the question.”

“probably just called fries.”

“I thought so.” You shrug, you pause before adding, “not that you have to answer but, what happened between you and Rogue.”

You have been curious. You had heard rumors that they had gotten a divorce so in your eyes his response could be “I don’t know what your talking about” or just confirm that they had divorced. Nevertheless you convince yourself that they’re still together, as not to get you’re hopes up.

He shrugs, “we wanted different things”

You stay silent even though you know you should probably comfort him. Thoughts running through your head a hundred miles per hour. Wait so if him and rogue weren’t together does that mean that this wasn’t just a friendly stroll, could it be like a date? No. Remy could never see you romantically. You hardly know the guy besides secret glances and friendly conversations. Plus Anna Marie is so cool. After being with her he would never go for you. He’s an x-men, you’re just a teacher that teaches at the academy. Nothing special. Not like you save lives or anything. Unless you count evacuating the school as it blows up for the hundredth time.

He eventually notices your long standing silence and asks you a question, one that you didn’t hear but mumbled a ‘yes’ in response.

“do you wanna go somewhere to eat?” He asks

That brings you out of your daze, and you shoot him. A questionable look, “what? We still have to chaperone”

He rolls his eyes, “I never signed up to chaperone”

“What? Then what are you doing here?”

He lets out an oh so attractive chuckle, “isn’t it obvious darlin? I wanted to be with you.”

What. Why would Remy Lebeu of all people want to be with you. As previously discussed, he was an x men and you were, well you.

“So you went to a boring school dance just to be with me?” You almost laugh at the absurdity.

“it’s almost summer, you’ll leave soon and I won’t see you”

“And that’s a problem how”

“God do you play dumb.” He chuckles, “cause I’ll miss you.”

You? He’ll miss you?!?! You?!?!

As if he can sense your questions he answers, “I’ll miss over hearing your lectures every morning, and you always saying goodnight to everyone in the building including me, and how you remember my coffee order after I told you one time-“

“That’s because it’s just black.”

“My point is, I’ll miss you”

“I’ll be back in 3 months” you say

“To long to go without seeing you”

You laugh, “fine I can go for a burger”

…

“This is the best burger I’ve had in my whole life,” you state before taking another bite

“I’ve had better”

“Yeah sure.” You roll your eyes

You look at the time, “oh shit we have to get back before Charles realizes we’re gone.”

“I’ll handle it, don’t worry darlin.”

“You sure?”

“Positive.”

After some delicious burgers Remy walks you back to your dorm or living quarters.

“Sooo…” you pause, “I had fun.”

“Me too.”

“goodnight Remy” You go to turn around but he grabs your arm before you can. And gives you a goodnight kiss. Was it everything you imagined? Maybe.

…

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delicatenightfury · 1 year

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"They don't know her like I do."

2022 Month of Writing: Day 2

Pairing: Remy LeBeau x reader

Prompt:

Word Count: 1,059

Author's Note: please don't steal my work! you can choose to respond to the prompt as well, but don't steal my work

“Not bad, gumbo. Could use some work, but not bad for your first time around.”

Remy smirked, wiping the sweat off his shoulders with his towel.

“I’d say the same to you, mon ami. Considering I was going easy on you.”

Logan raised a brow.

“That right?” Remy simply shrugged, still smirking as he took a drink of water. “Guess we’ll have to go harder next time.”

Remy laughed. The two had just been through a training session in the Danger Room. Both had their own opinions about the other, not entirely positive either, so a sparring session was a great way to let loose some frustration on one another. The Professor had put in the rule of not using power. Logan had grumbled something along the lines of “taking the fun out of things.”

The two gathered their things and left the Danger Room, taking the elevator up to the main floor of the Institute. They didn’t talk, having done enough trash talking for the day during their spar. Logan glanced at Remy when he noticed that they were still walking together.

“Where are you headed?” he questioned.

“I’m meeting y/n in the kitchen,” Remy said. “We agreed on a quick bite after our session.”

Logan hummed, though it sounded a little more like a growl.

They stepped into the kitchen, finding y/n standing at the counter. She glanced over at them and smiled. Remy couldn’t help the smile that spread across his face. He walked toward her, wrapped his arms around her and pressed a kiss to the side of her head.

“How ya doing, cher?” he asked.

“I’m all right.” Her voice was quiet. “I made you a snack.”

She waved her hand and a plate with a sandwich came floating toward them. Remy smiled.

“My favorite. Merci.”

“De rein.”

She pressed a kiss to his cheek. Remy grabbed his plate from the air and the two went to sit down. y/n tended to like the window seat, so while she sat there, Remy pulled a chair close so he was still next to her. They ignored the looks from the others in the kitchen, used to them by now.

Remy reclined slightly in his chair, his hand lightly resting on y/n’s ankle. His fingers mindlessly rubbed against her skin in soothing circles. The contact made y/n smile. She turned her head out the window to look out over the grounds of the Institute.

It was a beautiful day. Just from the window, she could see students at the basketball court and in the gardens. In the distance, Beast was conducting a game of softball with some of the students. It was peaceful. She leaned to the side a little and spotted the school’s pool. She smiled again and looked at Remy.

Sensing her gaze, he looked back at her in question. She nodded outside toward the pool. Remy smiled and nodded back.

“Of course,” he said. “Wanna go get ready? I should put my dishes away.” She raised an eyebrow at him and at the same time, his plate lifted slightly in his hand. He chuckled and kept a firm grip on it. “I’ve got it, cher. You went through the trouble of making me something. Can’t have my girl doing everything for me, it’d make me lazy. Let Remy put it away at least. ”

y/n smiled. She kissed his cheek again. His red eyes followed her form until it was out of the room. He stood up a moment later and went to the sink to clean his plate.

“She just seems too introverted,” he suddenly heard behind him.

“Right? She doesn’t talk. Like ever.”

Remy had almost forgotten that there were others in the kitchen with them. Kitty, Kurt, and Rogue had been sitting at the table, eating their own snack when he had come in.

“I mean, everyone’s a little shy when they get here,” Rogue said.

“But she’s been here for almost two months!” Kitty exclaimed. She never really did a good job of keeping her voice down.

“She’s right. y/n came here the same time Gambit did,” Kurt said, “but it seems like we know pretty much nothing about her!”

Their comments almost made him smile. They were ones he had heard many times before. y/n came off as a very quiet, almost introverted person when it came to other people. But he had the great joy of knowing the real her. Remy found it amusing. The two of them had both heard the comments. At first, it had been frustrating, but after a while, comments like that just tended to bounce off them without care.

Remy put his dish away and walked toward the hall. Several yards down, he found Logan leaning against the wall, arms crossed over his chest. He was sure Logan would have gone off to his room after grabbing some food and a drink.

“Everything all right, mon ami?” Remy asked, approaching him.

Logan glanced at Remy for a moment before nodding back toward the kitchen.

“Doesn’t that bother you?”

“Pardon?”

“The comments about y/n.”

Remy shrugged.

“It’s nothing we haven’t heard before.” Logan looked at him in confusion. Remy motioned for Logan to walk with him so they could head upstairs. “I’ve known y/n for a long time. They don’t know her like I do.”

“What do you mean?”

“It takes a little bit of time before she gets used to and trusts people. Took her a while to get comfortable around me, but she came around. With so many new people and a new place, she’s taking a little while to adjust.” He smiled, coming to a stop in front of his door. “In other words, I know that she doesn’t shut up.”

The door then opened and y/n stood on the other side, wearing a pretty coverup that Remy had bought her last summer. She had a wide smile on her face.

“Come on!” she said. Remy almost laughed at Logan’s surprised expression. The man had likely never heard her sound that excited before. It was then that she noticed that Logan was standing there. “Oh, hi Logan!”

Remy did laugh at that - Logan looked surprised.

“If you’ll excuse me, my clawed friend, I believe I owe my girl a swim.”

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froggyteehee · 27 days

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Currently working on a Gambit x reader with some angst and Romy (title is Change in Love or something)

Then I've got a Prowler!Hobie x Spider!Reader smut (maybe)

#x reader smut #x reader #hobie x reader #prowler hobie #gambit x reader #hobie atsv #remy lebeau x reader #smut writing #upcoming #might write this #light angst

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wh0re4gambit · 1 year

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🂡 ʀᴇᴍʏ ʟᴇʙᴇᴀᴜ ˡᵒᵛᵉ ʸᵒᵘ

ʀᴇᴍʏ ʟᴇʙᴇᴀᴜ x ꜰᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

Go to the Gala, break into the security-room, locate where all the files with the needed information are, get there, get the information on the USB and act like nothing ever happened.

That was the plan the X-Men created the last few hours to get the locations of a new possible threat. The decision on who is going to do the breaking in, without getting caught, was made really quick.

No one else is as skilled and experienced in the matter of theft and breaking into things, unnoticed, as Remy LeBeau.

All of his teammates are there not because they are scared he couldn't make it, no.

Charles Xavier decided it would be well deserved for the X-Men to enjoy themselves after the mission.

»You don't get the chance to be at an gala every day« were his words.

𝟤𝟣:𝟥𝟦

Everyone was dressed real nice and they all made an expensive impression in their expensive clothes and stunning jewelry, when they arrived.

After getting themselves seen from other guests and having a quick chat with the ones they were familiar with, there was nothing in Gambits way to make his way towards the Security-Room.

Picking the lock was no match for him. But when he opened the door, is when he got suspicious.

'comment est-ce possible?' he thought.

He was expecting to knock out a security-man, but looks like someone else has already been here.

Because the the security was sitting knocked out in the chair, you could think he was sleeping, if it weren't for the head face-palming the table and the arms hanging down in such an uncomfortable way.

'Jus' ta' make sure' Remy thought to himself, while trying to find the pulse of the hopefully just unconscious man.

'Bien, pulse 's still der-'

»Are there any complications, Gambit?« he heard Jeans voice emerging in his head.

»Got in, but ders already an unconscious 'homme'«

»Well, we can't afford to lose much time, if there are not any threats; focus on the mission.« And with that the weird feeling of someone being in his head, vanished.

The X-Man does as he had been told and the rest of the plan just goes perfect.

𝟤𝟣:𝟧𝟨

»The information has been sent successfully to the school, thank you. Now, my X-Men, go enjoy the rest of the night! « The voice of the professor announced.

»Sooo...« Jubilee stretched the 'o' real long to get Gambits attention. »You done stealing stuff, for tonight? « » Well, if I don' see anyting worth stealin' , maybe.« Which Jubilee responded with a hum.

»Does this include hearts?« Ororo asked jokingly, joining the conversation.

Remy looked the ground smiling.

»Not plannin' on any time soon, for now.« he turned his head towards the weather controlling mutant who was now focusing on something behind him.

»Hold up, waddya mean be tha-« Jubilee got interrupted by the now confused man, before she could end the sentence.

»What? What are you lookin' at?« he turned around and immediately saw her.

»I guess, I found the reason for the unconscious man.« Storm stated.

Her, was no one else than Y/N Howlett, standing on the other side of the big room, being distracted with having a conversation with some politicians.

Her, also refuses to be an X-Man, but is more than willing to help them.

Why? Because she's a thief and she doesn't want to ruin neither her reputation as probably one of the best thieves there is, nor the X-Men's as heros.

There are a lot of things the X-Men dont know about her, most of them don't even know that she's the daughter of 'The Wolverine' , but what nobody knows for sure, is the romantic relationship she shares with the Cajun thief.

Both of them chose to keep it secret for the beginning. It's been about a month since they started dating.

»I still am absolutely, 100, no 200% convinced, you two would make the best couple.« Jubilee broke the silence.

»I mean, I can understand, the thought of Logan over there, being your father in-law, can be terrifying, bu'ut he'll get over it.« »Get over what?« »Ya'know, someone dating his precious daughter.«

Remy just hummed, because his main focus was on the woman, who made her way, outside, to the balcony.

»OMG« Jubilee exclaimed »A chocolate-fountain! Come on, Storm« she grabbed Storm's hand and dragged her through the crowd.

Now that Remy was alone, he could go out on the balcony, unnoticed aswell. And so he did.

»Whats a pretty lady, like you, doing here, all alone.« Remy made his presence known to the lady looking into the distance, while resting her arms on the railing.

When Y/N heard the voice of her boyfriend, she started smiling and turned around to face him.

He walked up to her and placed both his hand on each side of her hip.

»Waiting for a gentleman, like you, to show up.«

He lowered his head, pulled her closer to him and they both shared a short, but still passionate kiss.

After a few seconds, they broke apart.

»Missed you, cheré.«

»Missed you too, cajun.«

»Y/N, I really don' know how long I can keep dis up. I want ta' hold your hand in public, want ta' kiss you without hiding behind corners, want ta' tell everybody that you are my petite amie. «

Before Y/N could answer, Remy went on.

»Maybe its too early or maybe ta' late, but cheré, I love you.«

No answer, just a little smile starting to form on Y/N's lips.

»Too early?« Remy questioned in a jokingly way to cover up his anxiousness.

But instead of an answer, Y/N's hand grabbed the collar of his shirt to lower his head for a kiss, which grew passionate.

Y/N's lowered her hand on Remy's chest and the other hand reached up to his hair.

Remy's hands elsewhere (places Logan would probably unalive him, if he'd see it).

They broke apart to breath in some air.

Y/N looked Remy into his beautiful black and red eyes and said the words, Remy was hoping so long to hear.

»I love you too «

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dinogoofymutated · 24 days

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You want X-Men requests? Well, I think I've got a few kicking around for our favorite Cajun.

Ok, so this is NSFW but like...imagine overstimulated Gambit to the point where he can only speak garbled French? Idk, I think that's super hot.

YES OMG YES. I absolutely love this idea I ran with it SO QUICK! I'm Southern, but not necessarily the Cajun flavor of Southern, so I tried to use a translator/dictionary for Cajun-French. There's not really a translator for cajun dialect specifically, so forgive me for some mistakes. I tried my best ;-;

Tw: MDNI. NSFW. Creampie, Overstim, Praise kink (kinda). Reader written while picturing AFAB but no genitals specified. No pronouns specified. Soft dom!reader

Anyone looking outside-in on Gambit's relationships would think that the man is a player, due to his flirty nature, and he could be to an extent, but you know otherwise.

Remy LeBeau was a lover boy. Sure he showed out a lot by flirting, but at the end of the day it's you he's coming home to. The moment someone tries to make a move on him and flirting goes to touching, you know he's shutting that shit down quick.

He was all talk, and you were happy to find out that extends to the bedroom.

Now having said this, it's not that Remy was a liar. He's incredible at sex, but at the end of the day when he's with someone he truly loves, his walls come down. Loverboy was putty in your hands the moment you decided to grace him with your love and praise.

"Plus, donnez-m'en un de plus, s'il vous plaît." Remy is trembling underneath you, head tossed back into the pillow and twitching inside you still as he cums hard. His hands are clenched around your thighs, grip loose enough for you to grind on him slowly as he comes down from his high.

"Remy, I can't understand you." You say softly, cocking your head at him as you brush some hair out of his face. He leans into your touch, chest still heaving. He mumbles something else you can't quite catch, before repeating "donnez-m'en un de plus, donnez-m'en un de plus." Again and again.

"Reeemmmy~" You smile, rocking back against him just slightly to make him groan and curse, before leaning forward to kiss him on the chin. He tries to catch you in a real kiss, but you don't let him, choosing to hover over his lips teasingly. "English, please, sweetheart."

"Je commence Cher, don't tease." Remy whines, leaning forward again. You let him kiss you this time, unable to stop yourself from giving into Remy's charms. You grind onto him a little more to hear him moan and gasp into the kiss, and his grip on your thighs gets a little tighter. He mumbles again in Cajun, and you shake your head at him. He'd been trying to teach you, but you still weren't quite fluent. You decide you should ask him to teach you bedroom phrases soon. It'd make this a whole lot easier- but you wouldn't lie, you almost enjoy teasing him like this.

"One more, Cher. Please. Please, give me another one." Remy finally grunts. He looks at you with those pretty eyes of his, all blurry with his pupils dilated. You can't help but lean in and kiss him a few more times. You lift your hips, before sinking back down onto his cock with a little more force this time. He gasps out a broken "merci! merci," tears starting to trail down his cheeks as you start to ride him again.

"Oh- Only because you asked... so nicely." You moan. It's a struggle to get the words out, fighting your own oversensitivity, but hearing Remy crumble beneath you is worth how sore you would be in the morning ten times over.

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angelltheninth · 17 days

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May I request headcanons of your top three X-men men receiving a love confession from their crush? Except the crush is really shy so the confession is incredibly awkward and nervous. Thank you! (Ps, I love Nightcrawler too!)

Right?! Nightcrawler is so cute!

Pairing: Logan "Wolverine" Howlett, Remy "Gambit" LeBeau, Kurt "Nightcrawler" Wagner x Reader

Tags: fluff, developing relationship, love confession, first kiss as a couple, super powers, being flustered, teasing

A/N: Btw, who are your top 3 X-Men?

LOGAN HOWLETT

Oh this is too good, too cute. He's sitting back in his chair, burly arms crossed over his chest, a huge shit-eating grin on his face while you struggle to get your words out Come on, you can do it, if you can't then do you really have what it takes to date him? There's a reward in it for you if you can confess while looking at him, he guarantees you'll like what he has in mind. It's a date with him, a ride on his motorcycle, or did you have a different ride in mind?

REMY LEBEAU

Let's you finish your awkward confession and kisses you the second you get the last word out. Finally, he's been waiting forever to do that, and to hear you confess to him. He thought he was being too flirty but you were just shy weren't you? That's cute too, but hopefully you can open up to him a bit more now that he's officially your boyfriend. Did that kiss not make it clear enough for you? Then you need one more to really get it through your head.

KURT WAGNER

Wraps his tail around you before you can flee from him. Don't run now, you've put so much into that confession, don't you want to hear what he has to say as well? You don't mind if he teleports you to his room do you? Not for anything lewd of course, he would never take advantage of you feelings. He needs to have a long talk with you, if you're really serious about him you have to be ready to take things slow. It's not a now, just telling you to be ready for the long game.

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emma-frxst · 1 year

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Joie de Vivre

“The joy of life”

pairing: Gambit/ Remy LeBeau x reader

summary: anonymous asked “ I don't see much of gambit, would you be able to do something with him please? Say like you both like each other but also thinking you both don't if that makes sense?”

warnings: bar setting, alcohol, probably some inaccuracies about pool/billiards whatever you wanna call it.

a/n- Sorry this fic is super late, anon. I hope you all enjoy. feedback is very much appreciated. Cheers to my first gambit fic!

It was a Friday night and the adults at the x-mansion decided to hit up the local bar after work, it had been a particularly tough week.

“Did Logan kick your ass again in training today?” You teased Gambit as he sat on the barstool next to you.

“No, I kicked his ass.” He mumbled, flagging down the bartender.

“Oh, did you?” You smirked, knowing that wasn’t true.

“Yes ma’am.” He replied hiding his smile by taking a sip of his drink.

The two of you glanced at each other with raised eyebrows, the banter making the laughs spill out so easily from your lips.

You and Remy had been friends for a long time..But to your disappointment, it was just that. Friends.

“Well, one day we will be able to kick wolvie’s ass.”

“I’ll drink t’ that.” Gambit said hoisting his drink in the air, making an attempt at a toast. You clinked your glasses together and downed your drinks.

“You up for a game of pool?” You questioned.

“chérie, you got yourself a deal.”

You loved when he called you that, his accent made you melt like butter in a hot skillet. You never asked him what it meant though.

You went to ready the pool table, Gambit was right behind you…until you noticed he wasn’t.

You turned around and saw him talking with the pretty bartender. Not just talking, but laughing and smiling too.

Your heart sank at the sight and your face turned a sour expression. You so desperately wanted to be more than friends, but you didn’t think Gambit saw you as such. You figured you’d just have to find another pool partner for the evening, didn't look like Remy had intensions of coming over.

“Colossus? Care to play?”

“Da.” The metal man responded, grabbing a cue stick. ..

Gambit was excited to play pool and spend the evening with y/n.

They had been friends for so long, but he wanted to be so much more than that. He didn’t figure y/n liked him like that.

Before he could eagerly follow y/n to the pool table, the bartender called his name.

“You told y/n how you feel?”

He sighed and nodded.

“Remy LeBeau!” She scolded, giving him a light slap across his wrist with her towel. “That woman likes you, I just know it. You need to tell her. And for the love of God, don it before someone else does.” She nodded towards y/n and Piotr.

He laughed at her scolding, but the woman did have a point. Gambit couldn’t keep up his façade much longer. The thought of you with Piotr, or anyone else for that matter, made him uneasy.

“Would ya pour me a shot. please ma’am?” Gambit asked, feeling like he’d need some liquid courage for what he was about to do. ...

“So..y/n.” Piotr started..”How are things with the ragin’ Cajun?”

The question caught you off guard and caused you to mess up your cue shot. You huffed, crossing your arms. You did secretly smiled at the nickname he called Remy.

Piotr took your lack of an answer for an answer in itself. “You have to tell him sometime, y/n.”

“Yeah, yeah, just take your turn Colossus.” you said, rolling your eyes.

You glanced over at Gambit only to find him already looking at you.

He nodded his head towards the back door before heading that way.

You looked at Piotr, dumbfounded.

“Go! Forget the game.” Piotr urged, practically pushing you towards the door.

...

You stepped outside to find Gambit leaning up against the brick wall of the alley way.

“Hey..Everything ok?” You questioned, leaning on the wall next to him.

“Yes, mon chérie. Jus’ needed some air.” He replied, nervously running a hand through his chocolate brown locks.

“Why do you call me that? What does it mean?” You asked, your curiosity finally getting the better of you.

Gambit hesitated a moment.

“It means ‘my dear’ or ‘sweetheart’.” He admitted, looking at the ground, afraid to meet your gaze.

“Why do you call me th-“

“Y/n, Darlin’..look, I’ve liked you for a long, long time, and it’s ok if ya ain’t feelin’ the same way-“

“Remy Etienne LeBeau, you hush your mouth right now.” You interrupted.

He looked up at you, mouth agape. He was shocked.

You were suddenly afraid to meet his gaze, taken aback by your own boldness.

“What I mean is..I like you too. Have for a long long time.” You admitted, your heart about to beat out of your chest. Was this really happening?

In his own sudden burst of boldness, Gambit closed the distance between you two and in a second his lips were on yours. It was electric, the way he kissed you. If he was a starving man you were his first meal in days, even weeks. It was passionate and needy and long overdue. You could definitely get used to this.

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