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smuttyfantasyrecs · 10 months
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Shang-Chi
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🦋 nsfw alphabet 🦋 breeding kink 🦋 kitty slaps 🦋 dating him 🦋 devouring 🦋
@buckyhoney
🦋 the invisible wound 🦋 new apartment 🦋 pregnant 🦋
@marvelmaniac2000
🦋 wounds 🦋
@autumn-hiraeth
🦋 motion sickness 🦋
@luna-writes-stuff
🦋 mischief accomplished 🦋
@crazycookiecrumbles
🦋 welcome home 🦋 sleepy head 🦋 pain killers 🦋 possessive 🦋good morning 🦋 jealousy jealousy 🦋
@wint3r-h3art
🦋 love tap 🦋
@graysonshaven
🦋 proud of you 🦋
@hiddlewhore
🦋 I'm right here 🦋
@christycurlswrites
🦋 riding his face 🦋
@achromatopcia
🦋 an intrinsic shrine 🦋
@dollwritesarchive
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marvelmaniac2000 · 2 years
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II Plan A & B II
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Summary: Shang Chi wants one more baby, but you guys already have a “baby” together.  
Characters: Shang Chi x fem! Reader (Y/N)
Words: 1.7k
Subject: Shang Chi having a major breeding kink for you, unplanned pregnancy, unprotected sex, sexual intercourse, doggy style, sundress seasonnnnnn yall :)
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***Sorry for any MISSPELLING/GRAMMAR that I missed**
MATURE CONTENT/ +18 AUDIENCE ONLY
Side notes: I know I’ve been neglecting my man Shang Chi but here’s some late father’s day material yall…
“I’m about five minutes away” you glanced at the rear view mirror checking on your dog Willow. 
“Ok I’m outside whenever you pull up” your mom replied. You gave a sigh before hitting the end call button on your speaker phone. Man did you love your pet dearly but you need a major break to keep up with your work schedule. Shang Chi was always there to be helpful with what he could and couldn’t do, but it was the fact that he was present for it all. One of your biggest fears was being left alone with raising your family but owning a dog first was something that was like a test run for both of you. But only if you were interested in having kids one day…. 
You pulled up to your mom’s driveway and heard the jiggling collar of your white puff dog in the back seat. 
“I’m surprised you remember this place” you unbuckle your seatbelt to open the back seat door for your companion.  
“I didn’t expect to dog sit this weekend, I have a life too you know” your mom sat on the porch of the house in a chair observing you from afar.
You held onto Willow’s  leash as he climbed out of the car. 
“Well it’s only for this weekend ma it would mean lot so I can catch up on some work” you huffed. 
“I’m only giving you a hard time” she waved her hand off to you. 
You approached the porch of your mom and handed her your dog’s leash before heading off. 
“Everything should be still left over from the other bag I left you for him. His food and treats should last until Sunday.” You scurried over to walk off the porch in a hurry to enjoy some freedom. 
“Yea yea we’ll be fine.. just us two. We get along just fine” Willow watched you intensely with his ears pulled back wondering where his owner was off to. 
“Thank you, you're the best!” You waved your hand bye before backing out of the driveway. 
    You drove back home and looked at your big house of a mess. There was dirty clothes laid everywhere and dishes in the sink from this morning. Meanwhile, your boyfriend sat lazily on the sofa without a care in the world. 
 “Aren’t you supposed to be packing for the work trip with me tomorrow?” You walk in front of the tv and block his view. 
“Yep and I already did bae” he pointed to his black duffle bag in the corner of the room. 
You laugh and shake your head. “I still need to pack can you at least help straighten up the living room or the kitchen while I look for some clothes myself?”
You gave him a cheeky grin before moving to your bedroom. 
Shang Chi pulled himself off the sofa and watch you off into the hallway. He smirked looking at your bottom in those pants. 
   As you went into your room you spot your own luggage and look into the closet you had. 
“Options options..” you push your clothes back and forth looking at the same outfits you already own. But you spot a sundress in the corner of your closet that you haven’t worn yet. 
“Hmm” you pull it out and examine the fabric. You did a full turn in the mirror to visualize how it might look. A big huff escapes your mouth to try it on. 
    You weren’t sure if it fit well enough and went to ask your boyfriend. Shang Chi was located in the kitchen doing the dishes. Before you called his attention, you watch him for a quick second being grateful for the man that he was. Your head slightly leaned against the doorway softly calling his name. 
  “Hey babe” you gave a sheepish smile. Shang Chi was leaned over the sink with the sleeves of his hoodie rolled up just enough to expose his biceps. 
  “What’s up?” He rinsed off a bowl with ease. 
“Do you like this dress?” You slowly expose yourself from the corner of the hall and give a goofy pose. 
   Shang Chi gave a huge laugh before responding back. “Turn around let me see the back” he chuckled. You turned around to reveal your backside. 
“It looks nice babe, you should come a little closer so I can get a better view of it” he smirked. 
 “Why? So you can feel something?” You giggled while doing a seductive walk over to him. Shang Chi dried his hands on a towel and leaned his back against the counter. 
“Come here” he grabbed you over by the waist and roamed his hands over your ass. 
“It feels nice too” he left trails of kisses down your neck. Your face grew flush before pushing his chest back some. 
“What do you think you’re doing? We gotta pack” you brushed hands up and down his chest. 
“Yea I know but what was I supposed to do when you tease me like that?” He bent down to kiss your soft lips. You smirk into the kiss and feel yourself crumble over his roaming hands. Your hands found their way over his hair. 
   Your panties began to moisten wanting him inside you. It’s been a week since your lover attended to you, and your emotions took over forgetting how much you ache for him. 
You push past him and leaned your body against him pushing your ass on his groin. 
  Shang Chi wasted no time and eagerly pushed your sundress up. “Come onnn” you whimper with your abdomen pressed against the sink.
 “I’m right  here” huskily pulled his basketball shorts down revealing his pre cum member ready for you. His hands pulled your panties down between your thighs before pushing his dick in your slick opening. Shang Chi balanced his arm with the counter towering over your shoulder. You hook your arm around his neck blissfully taking his size inside you.
 “Fuck” Shang Chi breathed heavily on your ear pushing every inch inside of you. You got a glimpse of yourself in the reflection of the kitchen window and snapped back to reality. “Wait….babe..” you moaned into his thrust. 
Shang Chi stopped. “You ok?” he asked concerned. “We forgot the condom” you whispered. 
“Trust me we don’t need it” he pulled the bra strap down of your dress and cupped your breast. 
You moan feeling his rough bare hand manhandling your chest. 
 “Fuck it” you felt his hand grab hold of your waist and thrust into you harder. You feel your slit tighten around him feeling him hit your g spot with harder thrusts. 
“Right there” you clench harder on the counter biting your lip. Shang Chi grew mesmerized watching his member push into you while wrinkling up your new dress.
“Babe please let me come inside you” Shang Chi groaned watching your ass crash into his waist.
“Whatever you want” your mind grew into a fog after hearing his deep voice. Shang Chi turned you around and ripped your panties completely off your legs. You squeal as he picked you up by your waist.
“Babe wha” you couldn’t finish before his strong arms hooked under your knees while your arms held onto his shoulder.
“Oh my god” your mouth dropped wide open, feeling him ram into you deeper. You look into his eyes pleading. Shang Chi drilled his eyes into yours feeling every inch of your wet pussy. Your thighs tremble with each stroke. The look of desperation on your cute face sprouted his cum all inside you. He gently laid you against the counter and carefully watched his cum stain around your thighs. “Where did that come from?” you lean against the counter for balance. Shang Chi searched for his shorts on the floor amused. 
 “Sundresses make me go crazy,” he smiled. 
         After the weekend passed you completely forgot about getting avplan b until one day you notice little symptoms different in your body. You look at your phone squinting in pain.
“Ughh” you rubbed your forehead looking for aspirin in a nearby draw. Shang Chi laid in bed while watching a game. “I told you to stop pushing yourself” he murmured. “I’m not I’m just getting some early period symptoms” you rolled your eyes taking the pills. “Sure” he smirked. 
  You furrowed your eyebrows at him. “I’m going to bed early” you clamped your laptop closed and snuggled close to his back. “Good night” 
  Later that night you woke up dizzy and snuck out of bed without waking Shang chi. You quietly closed the bathroom door and flicked the light on. In your pantry, you rummaged through the shelves for an emergency pregnancy test.
“I’m such an idiot,” you thought to yourself. You totally forgot to get the plan B weeks ago and now without question, you’re knocked up. 
   You took the test and sat on the toilet seat wondering what to do. With all the stress and tiredness built up inside you, this was the last thing to add to your life problems. The two lines on the test displayed with no lie in between. You took a deep breath and reluctantly snatched the test off the counter. You turn off the light and opened the bathroom door. You climbed back into bed and pulled Shang Chi’s arm back around your body. 
   “Shang Chi” you gently patted his bare chest.
“Mhmm” he responded.
“I’m pregnant” you whispered into his ear. “Oh, that’s good babe that means my plan worked” he slurred. 
“You said we were going to plan this???” your voice hitched.
“(y/n) you’re the love of my life and I won’t ever leave you. I want you to have my kids, not just our dog. We’ve been together for years now, and nobody will ever replace what we have….nobody..” he took the test out of your hands and threw it across the bed. “I love you and our future baby” he kissed the crown of your head and wrapped his arms tight around you promising to never let you go. 
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buckyhoney · 2 years
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these are boyfriend!shangchi for sure
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tom-whore-dleston · 2 years
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All Hands [and Knees] on Deck
Pairing: !sugar daddy Simu Liu x f. reader
Genre: smut (lemon)
Warnings: pwp, daddy kink, sorta public sex (?), smoking, Simu's robe makes a comeback, Simu's chain, oral sex (m & f receiving), sorta asphyxiation kink, hair pulling, cum eating, tit worship, camera sex, doggystyle, lots of dirty talking, praise kink, degradation kink, spanking, slight choking, creampie, implied round 2
Summary: You and Simu celebrate his birthday on a yacht in Ibiza.
Word Count: 2.9k
Beta Read: N/A
Notes: Since Simu's bday is today and he had the time of his life (without me), I thought I would indulge in some Honey Baby goodness. Don’t ask me how many times I watched that scene from 365 Days for research 💀 The more I write for this AU, the more meta it becomes. The warnings progressively get worse too 🤣 Remember to reblog and comment if you enjoyed what you read 😊
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You climbed back onto the boat after a dip in the sea. Simu sat at the edge of the yacht, watching you stand on your feet as the water trickled down your body. Your lover crossed his legs, popping the chunky cigar in between his lips. A cloud of smoke filled the hot air as you strutted towards him. He was really living up to his sugar daddy status, especially since he draped the red Versace robe over his god like physique.
Simu soaked up your aura as you seductively walked into the cloud of smoke, hips swaying and nipples poking through your bikini top. He drew the cigar from his mouth, digging it into the ashtray beside him. You were about to ease yourself on top of his lap before he stopped you with his hand.
“Ah ah ah- not the robe,” he tutted. You scoffed, rolling your eyes.
“Good to know you care more about your robe than you do about me,” you joked, sticking your tongue out at him.
“Be careful what you do with that tongue before I put it to better use.” Simu smirked at how you dropped dead silent at his threat. You were wet between your legs, and not from jumping in the water moments ago. He peeled off the robe to reveal his gold chains and snug swim shorts. You bit your lip at the delicious sight as he hung the robe behind his seat. 
He spread his legs and patted his thigh, inviting you to take your seat. Without hesitation, you hopped into his lap, locking your legs around his hips. The wetness from your bikini bottoms seeped into his shorts, causing his cock to strain against the fabric. You pressed your chest against his, satisfied with how you managed to get his breath to hitch at your touch.
“You are so hot in that bikini, baby,” Simu finally spoke up. “Your ass and tits look amazing in it. Think daddy picked out a good set for you.” You subconsciously squeezed your thighs around his frame. He cocked a smug smile at how easily flustered you got.
“You did, daddy.” You tangled your finger around his chain, playing with it. “Spoiling me even on your birthday. What happened to me spoiling you?”
“You still are, baby, and you’re doing a really good job at it.” He paused, gazing down at the valley between your breasts. “You’re spoiling me by being your beautiful perfect self.” Simu licked the water droplet that slowly trailed along your boob, causing you to arch your back. 
“Daddyyy-”
“You wanna spoil daddy? Why don’t you start by getting on your knees and taking my cock out?” You slid to the floor with enthusiasm, wasting no time in pulling his shorts off and aggressively throwing them to the side. Your hands greedily wrapped around the base, causing Simu to shudder at your firmness.
“Good girl, so eager to please. I think you know what to do next, yeah?” You spat onto the bulbous head, drool hanging from your puckered lips. Simu’s mouth fell ajar as you coated his length with your saliva. The tip of your tongue rubbed the liquid into his cock before you inserted the tan head past your lips. Tossing his head back, he shouted a stream of curse words into the void as you stuffed your mouth full of his dick.
“Yes, just like that. Almost there, baby. Want that pretty mouth to take me as deep as you can go.” You breathed through your nose slowly as you dropped your head all the way down until the tip hit the back of your throat. 
“Oh fuck yeah! Good girl! Knew you could fit my cock all the way in that mouth. Go ahead and suck me, honey.”
You happily obliged by bobbing your head up and down his length while lightly sucking. Wet, gurgling noises came from past your lips, vibrating against Simu as he huffed out flustered moans. You both progressively got louder as if it was a face off to see who was the loudest. 
You licked and sucked him like a popsicle melting under the sun, savoring the salty sweet taste of him. You innocently batted your eyelashes up at him and managed to smile while his dick slipped in and out of your mouth. His view of you looking cute unleashed something unhinged in him.
Simu clutched your hair by the roots and rutted his hips up until you were repetitively gagging around him. Your eyes watered as he tormented your throat, but you still continued to flash your doe eyes at him. He shot you a condescending smile as he fucked your throat harder. 
“My gorgeous honey baby,” Simu cooed. “I wish you could see how good you suck daddy’s cock.” He pondered before he remembered something. “Actually, hold that thought, baby!” 
Simu kept his hand over your head as he plucked his phone out of the pocket of his robe. His movement caused his cock to lodge further into your throat, gargling violently around him. He opened his phone to the camera app, pointing the lens down at you. Once he hit the record button, he loosened his grip on your hair. 
“Go ahead, honey. Suck my cock like how you were doing.” You slurped up the drool that seeped from your mouth, letting off his cock with a loud pop. Your hand rubbed the liquid into his cock as you caught your breath. Then, you stuck his length back down your throat until your chin bumped his balls. Simu held his phone tightly as you sloppily sucked him off, giggling with your lips wrapped gingerly around him. 
“I love sucking your big cock, daddy!” You murmured to the camera. “Want you to cum in my mouth.” You returned to bobbing your head up and down him, feeling him pulse faster inside you.
“God, you’re such a cockslut, baby. Keep going and make daddy cum.” You obeyed your boyfriend, earning jagged grunts from him which, in turn, pushed you to excelerate your bobs and sucks. When he started babbling, he pulled out of you, prying your mouth open. With his free hand, he jacked himself off until strings of white liquid spurted all over your lips and tongue. Simu kept the camera rolling while you licked and drank up the stickiness, staring at you in awe. When you were finally clean, you smiled at the tiny circle in the corner of his phone. He showered you with praise before ending the recording.
“Let’s take this to the deck.” Simu stood up without another word and headed towards the opposite end of the yacht. You laughed in confusion and followed him. 
Once you reached the deck, Simu commanded you to lay across the lounging couch in the middle. You settled against the warm cushions, resting your arms against the pillows as your boyfriend hovered over you. His lips attacked yours hungrily, immediately sliding his tongue past your lips. He grunted as he tasted himself on your lips, his cock getting hard again. 
His large hands reached behind you to untie your bikini, letting it unravel like a present, his present. Simu dove straight towards your breasts, flicking his tongue against your perky nipples. 
“Oh, yes, Simuuu!” You whimpered as he left kitten licks over the hard peak. 
“When I saw you in that bikini, my cock got so hard, I couldn’t wait to worship those pretty tits of yours.” He lathered your boobs with his spit, switching between the two of them for equal stimulation. Meanwhile, you laid there, relishing the pleasure he gave you. 
Suddenly, Simu lifted his head, snatching his phone from the side. He backed away, turning his device back on and opening the camera app. 
“Stick one of your fingers in your mouth and grab your boob.” You positioned yourself the way he wanted you and Simu snapped a couple photos of you.
“Mmm, good girl.” He guided your hand over your breast down to your bikini clad pussy. “Put your hand in your bottoms and rub that clit for me.” You shoved your hand past the hem, circling your fingertips over your pulsating bud. Simu shot a few more photos as you played with yourself. Unable to control yourself, your mouth flew open as a moan escaped your throat. 
“Ah, daddy! Feels so good. Want you to eat my pussy so bad, Simu!” Your desperate wails caused Simu’s groin to ache again. He ordered you to keep touching yourself while he put his phone on the table in front of the couch. Simu leaned it against a liquor glass so the lens was pointing at you. He began recording you and returned back to his position on top of you.
Simu yanked you bottoms off, huffing a disgruntled breath when his eyes laid upon your pussy. He crawled down so his face was level with your weeping core, spreading your legs and draping them over his shoulders. Shyness flooded over you as he pecked down your inner thigh. Locking his eyes with yours, his tongue brushed against your slit as if tasting icing on top of a cake. Except you were much more tastier than icing.
“Holy fuck! Daddy!” You yelled, slamming your hands down on either side of you. Simu simpered at your reaction. His tongue glided up and down, probing the hole every once in a while. You combed your hands through his dark brown mane, tugging more aggressively than he did with you. Your head tilted back against the cushion and your back formed a ‘C’ shape, allowing his head to drown in between your legs. 
Simu’s gaze on you never ceased as he delved his pink muscle inside your cavern. His nose nestled against your clit, cutting off his air circulation as he rapaciously ate your pussy. Your lover could care less about the ability to breathe or the possibility from passing out from having his face buried in your center. The only thing that mattered to him was turning you into a sobbing mess from his mouth alone. 
His neatly combed hair formed into a ratted nest from the way you pulled on it. Your hips drove upward against his face, a primal growl coursing along your folds. Out of all the times Simu went down on you, this had to have been the most out of control he was with you. Perhaps it was the Spanish heat, or the mixture of alcohol and tobacco, or both. Nevertheless, you were on cloud nine from his talented mouth, and you knew he was no where near done with you.
“Unfff, fuck! So good Daddy! Y’eat me so good. Don’t stop, please.” Your eyes welled up again from the way he licked and sucked you. His drenched mouth made boisterous slurping noises, bringing you to quiver and clamp your legs around his head. Simu snapped them until you made the splits, shaking his head and slobbering all over you. 
He withdrew his head from you slightly. “Lemme finish my meal, honey. Not gonna stop until you make a mess on my face.” 
When he latched onto your protruding button, your eyes rolled to the back of your head. Your tummy tightened the harder he nursed on your nub. Simu licked one last stripe up your slit before suctioning with his whole being. This caused you to scream, thrashing around as your orgasm ripped through your body. Even though you had reached that bliss, Simu continued eating you out until he was satisfied.
“Jesus Christ,” you sighed, followed by a lazy laugh. “You just keep getting better and better at that.” Simu traveled up your frame, leaving a searing kiss on your trembling lips.
“What can I say? I am addicted to the taste of you.” You hooked your finger around his necklace, anchoring him back down onto your lips. Your teeth nibbled his bottom lip like a piece of candy. He smirked as you released his swollen lip. You pressed wet kisses against his jaw, trailing them down his neck. Simu groaned as you sucked a bruise into his skin. 
“Put your cock in me, Daddy.” You marked his skin more until he nudged you back on the couch. 
“Flip over, baby.” He instructed, fisting his dick until precum oozed from the tip. You rolled onto your frontside, wiggling your ass for him. Simu sneered, spanking both of your plush cheeks until they stung. You scraped your teeth against your bottom lip, giggling as he massaged over his handprint on your ass. 
“Fuck, I can’t wait any longer,” Simu hissed, hoisting your hips off the couch. “Need you now.” Lining himself at your entrance, he sheathed himself until he was balls deep inside you. His name fell from your lips like a prayer as you adjusted to his size. 
“So perfect, honey baby! Such a good little slut for me!” He muttered filthy things in your ear, leading you to snake your hand towards your heat. Simu caught your hand, pinning it to your lower back with your other hand crossing over at the wrists. 
“Think you can pleasure yourself while I fuck you?” Simu laughed as he pounded harder into you. “That’s Daddy’s job. You just take me like the cockslut you are.” He grasped your wrists as he thrusted inside you faster. You shifted your weight onto your cheek, facing the phone on the table. 
“Go on, honey. Tell me how much of a cockslut you are for Daddy.” 
Your vision was growing hazy and your voice strained from the moans and cries that rippled like the waves that rocked the boat. 
“I-I’m a f-filthy cockslut for Daddy.” You whimpered as his tip grazed the sweet spot inside you. 
“What did you say? I didn’t catch that-” He didn’t hold back his malicious pounding as you gathered your words together. 
“I’m a filthy cockslut for Daddy.”
“Louder, baby. I don’t think the camera got any of that. Don’t be afraid, baby. It’s just you and me out here. Be as loud as you want.”
“I’m a filthy cockslut for you, Daddy! You fuck my holes so good. Please fuck me harder, Daddy, please!”
Simu chuckled, slapping your ass like a drum. “Mmm, yeah. Good girl. Love how dumb and slutty you get with my cock inside you.” He plowed into you, knocing the air out of your system. Bending down, he circled his fingers against your throbbing clit. The charm from his neck dangled over you, tickling your back as he recked you from behind. 
Your lower abdomen coiled again, itching to burst like you did moments ago. Simu sensed you were close by the way you squeezed his girth. He helped you get closer to the edge by pressing his fingertips harder on your bud. 
“You wanna cum, huh? I can feel you clenching me so desperately.” You nodded frantically.
SWAT!
“Try again, honey. Tell me you wanna cum.”
“Yesssss! I wanna cum so bad! Make me cum again, Daddy. I want it!” Your nails dug into your palms until scratched fresh wounds into the skin. He bucked his hips into you until you felt the pit in your stomach explode.
“Oh my god, Daddy! Fuck, fuck fuck! Oh my-” You were unable to finish your thoughts when Simu’s pumps became sloppy and out of rhythm. He announced he was close, yanking your upper body flush against his chest. Wrapping his hand around your neck, he lightly squished the sides, furthering him towards his release. With a final jolt forward, Simu roared into your shoulder, unloading his seed inside you. 
You both stood there, panting for air with the afterglow glazing your faces. He tilted your face towards him, closing the space between your lips. You drank up each other’s moans, slithering your tongues against each other. When he pulled away from you, his cum spilled from you, unbothered by the mess you would make.
Simu walked towards his phone, hitting the red button on the screen and shutting it off. He plopped back down on the couch, embracing you lovingly. He left butterfly kisses on your face before intensely making out with you. You hummed against his lips, still tasting your taint on his mouth. Your foreheads bumped together as your hazy eyes stared into his.
“Happy birthday, Daddy!” He pecked your lips tenderly, stroking your sweaty cheek. Even after he fucked the lights out of you, Simu still thought you were the most beautiful girl to ever walk the earth. You played with his chain in silence while he smoothed your hair down. The image of riding him on the rooftop of the yacht plagued your mind. You smiled to yourself, but Simu noticed.
“What are you thinking about, baby?”
You murmured, “I want more.”
“Yeah?” Simu cocked his eyebrow, the corner of his mouth curving up.
“I was thinking about how hot it would be to ride you on the rooftop. The sun setting beyond the sea. Not a single person in sight.” You glanced over at Simu who flashed you a devious look. “You’re not thinking about it?”
“Now I am.” He chuckled, coating his lips with saliva. “C’mon baby. Let’s do this before the sun goes down.” You yelped as Simu scooped you up, carrying you bridal style up to the rooftop.
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what did you call me? ~ xu shang-chi;mcu
word count: 2707
request?: yes!
“can you make one with shang-chi smut with mommy kink ? but only if you are comfortable .”
description: in which they both find out they have a new kink at the same time
pairing: shang-chi x female!reader
warnings: swearing, smut (mommy kink, dom/sub, dom!reader and sub!shang-chi, unprotected sex)
masterlist (one, two)
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When Katy and Shang-Chi call you for a night out, you don’t say no. I mean, you can try, but they’ll come get you and make you come out. Trust me, I’m usually the victim of said nights out.
I had just gotten home from work when my phone rang and the selfie of me and Katy from when we were in high school informed me that she was calling.
“I’m not coming out, Katy,” I said when I answered.
“Come on!” she begged. “Shaun and I just finished getting lectured about how sad our lives are so, you know, that means it’s karaoke time!”
“Sounds like a you problem, not a me problem.”
“(Y/N), please! I’m begging you, come out with us! Pretty please!”
“No Katy. I just got home from work, I don’t want to go out again.”
“You just got home? Perfect timing!”
A knock cam at my apartment door. I rolled my eyes and groaned as I went to open the door. To no one’s surprise, Katy and Shang-Chi were stood there, similar pleading smiles on their faces. I tried to show my annoyance, but it was hard to do that when Shang-Chi was looking at me with that begging look.
The three of us had been friends for years, and in that time I had developed feelings for Shang-Chi. We had grown so close that he confided in me for things he hadn’t even told Katy, like his real name. We had a connection, but I was never sure how deep the connection went for him and I wasn’t about to ruin this friendship by confessing my feelings.
Unfortunately, these feelings made it hard to say no whenever Katy and Shang-Chi asked me to come out. I had never told Katy my feelings for Shang-Chi, but with how often she brought him around whenever she wanted to do something, I was sure she had figured it out on her own.
Finally, I rolled my eyes and motioned for them to come in. “Give me 20 minutes to get ready.”
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I wasn’t sure how long we had been out. Within an hour I was already tipsy, and by two hours I was completely drunk. Katy knew how to hold her alcohol the best out of the three of us, so she was many more drinks deep but not nearly the level of drunk that she should be. Shang-Chi, on the other hand, was also completely wasted.
Katy had sat down with me while Shang-Chi belted out the final verse of Hotel California, the go to for the two of them to sing at least once every karaoke night.
“He needs some water,” Katy said. “He’s gonna feel like shit in the morning.”
“So am I,” I said. “And I have to work tomorrow! Why did I let you convince me to come out?”
Katy looked at me with a smug grin on her face. “Because you love us.”
I tried to playfully roll my eyes at her, but I wasn’t quite sure if it worked due to my drunkenness. I finished the last of my drink and stood from the table. Everything spun for a second, which told me that I also needed to start drinking water to make sure my hangover wasn’t too severe the next day.
“Gotta pee,” I told Katy. “Be back soon.”
I stumbled to the washroom and managed to make it through without any mishaps. After washing my hands, I turned the water to the cold setting and splashed my face a few times. It definitely didn’t sober me up all too much, but the shock of the cold water against my face made things less spiny.
I stepped out of the bathroom and almost ran into Shang-Chi.
“Hey,” I said, “what - ?”
My question was cut off by the feeling of his lips on mine. My heart raced as he pushed me back against the wall, his hands gently cupping my face. I could taste the alcohol against his tongue as it slipped into my mouth and my mind screamed at me to stop; that he was only doing this because he was drunk and we’d both regret it in the morning. But my heart didn’t want me to pull away just yet.
Shang-Chi was the one to pull away first.
“Sorry,” he said as he rested his forehead against mine, but he didn’t look even remotely sorry.
“Don’t be,” I responded. “Want to go back to my place?”
He smiled and nodded eagerly. I giggled and took his arm, leading him back out to the club. Katy was still sat at the same table, watching someone else who had finally gotten a turn to sing in their absences.
“Hey, listen, um,” I started, trying to rack my drunken brain into some excuse. “You’re right, Shang - I mean Shaun and I are totally wasted. I think that I should...I should...um - ”
“Guys, this is a small bar, I saw you making out by the bathrooms,” she told us. “If you’re going home together, just say that.”
Normally I’d feel incredibly embarrassed by that remark, but I was too drunk and too horny to really care. Shang-Chi and I said our goodbyes to Katy and made our way towards my apartment. It was only a short walk away from their usual karaoke bar, but the lack of stable walking made the trek there a lot longer. We would stumble and giggle, and every now and then Shang-Chi would stop me so he could kiss me again.
In all the years I had been crushing on him, I could never imagine how good of a kisser he would be.
As we got back to my apartment, I fumbled with my keys at the door. Shang-Chi’s hands were against my waist and his lips were on my neck, making it even harder to concentrate on putting the key in the lock effectively. Finally, I managed to get the door unlocked and swing it open. I turned to grab Shang-Chi and pull him into my apartment. When the door closed behind him, I pushed him against it and started kissing him again.
I pressed my body against his and could feel the bulge growing against my belly. When I reached between us to teasingly caress him, a moan slipped from Shang-Chi’s lips.
“Fuck, mommy.”
I pulled away from the kiss to look at him in shock. His face started to turn red with embarrassment.
“What did you call me?” I asked.
“Uh...I uh...nothing. It was nothing,” he stuttered. “I...just forget that happened.”
“No, I’m serious. Did you call me what I think you just called me?”
Reluctantly, Shang-Chi nodded. A small smirk formed on my face as I backed away from him.
“Go to my room,” I told him. “Strip down to just your underwear and lay on my bed. Wait for me to come in. Don’t even think about touching yourself. If you do, you will be punished for it.”
His eyes widened as my sudden dominance. I reached up to take hold of his face. “You hear me?”
He nodded.
“Use your words.”
“Yes mommy.”
“Good.” I let go of him and nodded towards my room. “Go.”
He quickly scurried past me towards my bedroom. I could see his face was a mixture of confusion and excitement, and I had to admit I felt the same way. I had never been dominant like that before. It felt strange but it also felt...good. And it definitely felt incredibly sexy to me.
I waited a few minutes before going to my room. I was pleased to find Shang-Chi had followed my instructions; he was laid out on my bed in nothing but his underwear. I smirked at him as he went to sit up and pushed him so he was laying down again. I slowly started climbing up the bed, hoping I looked as seductive as I felt.
I pressed my lips against his for a quick kiss before kissing down his jaw to his neck. I took a second to nip at the skin there, hoping it would leave a mark, before continuing my journey of kissing down his body. I could feel him writhing under me already with every kiss I pressed against his exposed skin. When I got to the waistband of his boxers, he was practically panting in anticipation.
I kissed the still clothed bulge, making him whimper.
“Please,” he said, his voice a low whisper.
“What was that, pet?”  I asked.
“Please, I need to feel you touch me,” he begged.
“Please what?”
“Please mommy.”
Fuck, I won’t get tired of hearing that.
I pulled down his boxers just enough for his member to spring free. I was a bit shocked at how big he was. I took his tip in my mouth and swirled my tongue around it. His back arched in pleasure as a string of moans and whimpers escaped his lips. The salty taste of his pre-cum touched my tongue, which only drove me to want to tease him more.
The desire between my legs was growing to be unbearable. As much as I wanted to tease and watch Shang-Chi melt with pleasure, I wanted to feel him inside of me more than anything.
I pulled away, which caused him to whine. I had never seen Shang-Chi like this before. If this were a different situation, I may have even laughed a little. But I was too turned on to laugh - I did make a mental note to bring it up later on.
I slowly stripped myself of my clothes while Shang-Chi watched. I got down to just my bra and underwear before climbing onto the bed again and straddling his lap. His member brushed against my still clothed core. I was about to pull my underwear to the side when his hands reached out to stop me.
My heart skipped a beat for a second, worried that I had gone too far without noticing.
“I don’t have a condom,” he said.
I let out a sigh of relief masked as a chuckle. “It’s fine. I’m on birth control, or you can pull out if you want.”
“Once I’m in, I don’t think I’ll ever want to come out.”
His words pushed me to finally do what I had been dreaming of for so long. I lined him up with my entrance and slowly sank down on his length. I pressed my lips against his as I took in every inch of him. We both moaned together in pure ecstasy. His hands moved to my hips, digging his fingers into my skin.
“Please move,” he begged.
I was tempted to make him beg more, but now that he was inside of me I wasn’t sure how long I’d be able to last. So I obliged and slowly began to rock my hips. I could feel him so deep inside of me that just these slow movements were enough to drive me wild.
I started to pick up my speed, first just rocking my hips at a quicker pace before starting to bounce on him. Our moans started to pick up and filled not only the room, but the entire apartment. I hoped none of my neighbors were home, or that they slept soundly enough that they wouldn’t hear us.
“Fuck mommy,” he groaned. “I don’t know how long I can last.”
“Sit up,” I told him.
He followed my orders and sat himself up. From this angle, my clit was rubbing against his pelvic area while his dick hit my cervix from a new angle. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and pulled him in for a kiss as I felt myself hitting my climax. I dug my nails into his back, undoubtably leaving behind red marks for him to see in the morning.
“You can cum,” I said through ragged breath. “Cum in me, baby.”
With my permission, I felt his dick twitch inside of me before he was filling me with his warmth. He lowered his head to my shoulder, wrapping his arms around my back and pressing me to him as his muffled moans vibrated from my shoulder and through my body.
We sat there for a long time, riding out our highs while still pressed against one another. I could finally feel the effects of the alcohol starting to wear off, but not enough for me to start regretting what had happened yet. I knew that would come in the morning when both of us were sober and realized what we had done.
I felt Shang-Chi beginning to move as he rolled us over so I was laying on my back on the bed. He slowly pulled himself out of me and stood up from the bed. He retrieved towels for us to clean ourselves up with before sliding back under the covers next to me. He took me in his arms and pulled me so my head was resting on his chest.
Although I knew it was a bad idea, I let myself melt into him and fell asleep there.
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As to be expected, I woke up the next morning with the worst hangover. So bad that when I tried to open my eyes, the light in the room cause my head to pound as if I had been struck with a baseball bat. I groaned as I pulled the covers up over my face, trying to block out as much sunlight as possible.
Next to me I heard someone chuckle, followed by a voice saying, “You’re really hungover, aren’t you?”
I threw the blanket back and looked over to see Shang-Chi still laid in bed next to me. It took me a moment to remember the events of the night before, but when I did I felt embarrassment run through me.
“Uh...yeah...I guess I am,” I said. I unconsciously pulled the blankets tight around my still naked body.
Noticing this, Shang-Chi raised an eyebrow at me. “I think we’re way past covering up now, don’t you?”
“I guess we are, but...you don’t regret last night?”
“No, not at all. Do you?”
I shook my head, but then groaned at the return of the pounding feeling. “I didn’t, but I thought the whole thing was just like...a drunken hook up for you. I thought you’d regret it in the morning because it was me you slept with.”
He rolled onto his side, propping himself up on his elbow to look down at me.
“(Y/N), have you ever wondered why I’ve always been so open with you about my past? Why I’ve told you things that I’ve never told Katy, and probably won’t tell her for a long time? Or why I always help Katy to convince you to come out for drinks with us whenever she goes?”
“Well, for that last one I just thought it was because you like to go on those nights out with her too.”
He chuckled. “Okay, yeah, that’s part of it. But the other part is that I feel something for you, (Y/N). I have for a long time. But it felt like every time we were alone and we’d start to open up to one another, something would happen. I thought maybe it wasn’t meant to happen, but last night I was just so drunk and I lost all inhibitions so I...I went for the kiss.”
“It was certainly a bold play,” I told him. “Not that I minded or anything, though. I thought it was hot that you took control, even if that didn’t last long.”
It was his turn to flush with embarrassment. “Yeah, I - uh - I don’t know where that came from last night. I’ve never...done anything like that before.”
I giggled. “It’s okay. Your secret is safe with me. I mean, as long as you keep calling me that in private that is.”
His face lit up. “So...so you’d be okay with doing this again?”
“Only if you take me out on a date first.”
He cupped my face with his hand and said, “Deal” before pulling me in for another kiss.
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Happy Birthday
Simu Liu x Reader
Warnings: SMUT, swearing
Word Count: 908
A/N: Today we celebrate my husband’s birthday so I wrote smut. This is my very first smut so I’m extremely nervous but also excited to post it! I hope you all enjoy it and happy birthday Simu! Also a HUGE thank you to @tom-whore-dleston for beta reading this; I greatly appreciate it
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Simu woke up to the sound of your heavenly voice. You weren’t in the bed, or anywhere in the bedroom. When he got up, he saw you in the kitchen, baking and humming a song. He smiled when he saw what you had laid out on the counter. Bowls of frosting and batter and a pack of candles.
“Morning, sleepy head,” you smiled as you looked at his tired form. His hair was a mess from the pillows (and from you), his chest bare; the only clothing he wore were his gray sweatpants.
He walked over to you and put his hands on your waist as he kissed your head. “What are you doing up this early?”
“Making your cake. Chocolate, your favorite,” you winked.
He smirked as he dipped his finger in the batter. “Well, I might as well taste test.”
You watched as his finger moved to his mouth, licking almost all the batter off. Almost. You saw the brown liquid on his chest. He moved to wipe it off, but you were faster. You gazed up at him as you leaned down towards his chest.
His eyes went wide as he watched you. “Y/N, what’re you doing?”
“It’s your birthday, you’re not lifting a finger.” Your eyes didn’t break from his as you licked the batter off. His breathing sped up when you sucked on his peck. You moved your lips down until you reached the hem of his sweatpants. Your hand made its way to his now hardening cock, and began palming him as you sat on your knees.
“Is this my gift from you?” He breathed heavily.
You kissed his outline. “This is only the start, baby. Gonna treat you real good today.”
You slowly pulled down his pants and underwear, teasing him as you sucked bruises on his inner thighs. He leaned back on the counter as your lips trailed up and down his length. You felt him shudder against you. Your tongue ran up and down him starting from his balls to the head of his cock. You slowly took him in and began sucking him.
“Fuck, Y/N,” he threw his head back, “you’re so good.”
You bobbed your head up and down, taking him in all the way. His hand flew to your hair, bunching it at the roots. He gripped it with such force as you sucked him like your life depended on it.
“Keep doing that, sweetheart, you’re doing so good for me. Making me feel so good.” He tried holding back his movements. “You want me to fuck this pretty mouth of yours?”
You moaned in approval against him. He put both hands in your hair and began slowly thrusting his hips in and out of your mouth. His moans did things to you, knowing that you were making him feel this good made you suck harder.
“Holy shit,” he groaned. “Princess, get up. Wanna fuck you so bad.”
You gave his length one last kiss before standing up. He gripped your waist, picking you up and placing you on the counter. He devoured your mouth as your hands flew to his hair.
You moaned as he pried your mouth open with his tongue, tasting himself. “Fuck me, Simu, please.”
He took off your shirt. “Beg for me, princess.” He sucked on your nipple while moving the other between his fingers.
“Fuck,” you moaned, “Simu, I need you so bad. Please fuck me. I want your cock in me so bad.”
He positioned himself at your entrance. “Because you asked so nicely,” he never gave you time to adjust before he pounded into you. You both moaned at the feeling of being wrapped up in one another. He moved his cock in and out of your pussy at lightning speed.
“Shit, baby, you’re so tight. You’re such a cockslut for me, aren’t you?”
“Yes, yes, yes,” you cried. “You’re doing so good.”
He gripped your hips as he moved in and out of you. Simu sucked in your neck, leaving marks, as you moaned.
“Shit,” you cried at a particularly hard thrust. His cock kept hitting your spot and you so badly wanted to cum. “Simu, I wanna cum.”
“Not until I say, sweetheart.” He groaned when he felt your nails dig into his back. “Goddamn baby, tell me how good it feels.”
“It feels amazing. I love your cock so much! You’re so good!”
You neared your climax as he never let up his assault on your pussy. The combination of his cock and his mouth sucking on your neck was almost too much. You ran your hand through his hair and tugged, making him groan against you.
“Oh my god, Y/N, you can cum.”
It was like a tidal wave of pleasure washed over you. You moaned loudly in his ear as he sped up his pace so he could finish. Simu came with a loud groan against your neck and lazily thrusted into you.
You moved a section of his hair that had fallen above his eyes. “Happy birthday, baby.”
He lazily kissed you. “You’re amazing. Truly amazing.”
Your face heated up at his words, despite the act you two had done. “Come on, big guy. I gotta finish your cake.”
“That can wait.” He moved from the counter with you still wrapped around him to your shared bedroom.
“What?”
“Cake can wait; I can’t.
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wint3r-h3art · 2 years
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❤️‍🔥
Simu Liu + jacuzzi cliterature 😏
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A/N: Oh Crud! You asked for this. Again, i'm trying to make this short because i really am not good writing RPF at all.
Warning: smut. pussy eating, unprotected p and v sex, male ejaculation, cum eating
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Your hands ache. Your lips tightens while your back arches in an unholy angle. Legs spread wide, giving him a full view of your sopping wetness.
He's been going at it for close to half an hour now, tongue delving into your slick wetness, lapping and fucking you while you're holding to dear life. His name falls from his lips lewdly while your legs shake for the intensity of the pressure that is building up.
Every lick and every stroke of his tongue against your clit sends you closer to the edge. Every time he hums, the sounds send a vibration that makes your pussy ache terribly. Your slick practically rolls down your thigh, but Simu quickly laps it all up before it gets a chance to roll down your leg any further.
Your lewd moaning slowly turns into a yelp when he pulls you down and plunges you right on to his cock. Water splashes all around you, spilling it all over the marble floor. He's no longer gentle every time he push you upward and pulls your down till the base. Every movement knocks all the air, along with your sanity with it.
Dirty whispers fills your ears while his lips ghost over your neck and your shoulder. Dexterous fingers find your clit once more as he rubs it and toy with it till your release rips through you like a tidal wave.
You cum with a loud yelp as your body spasms above him, but that doesn't stop him from continue to fuck you till he reaches his own as well. Simu quickly removes himself from your wetness. Still in daze, you sit back and open your mouth like a good girl that you are for him.
His rough hand wraps around his cock as he quickly pumps himself till spurt of his cum lands in your mouth. You lap it all up till the last drop as he watches you with half hooded eyes.
"Fuck...." he mutters before he sinks back into the water. "This is a great purchase after all."
You chuckles before you quickly get out of the tub. "Hmmm, heard the shower is great too. Wanna go for another round?"
All you hear is the sound of him growling lowly before quickly hops out of the hot tub. You run into the house, giggling loudly while he's not so far behind, stalking you like a predator.
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Patiently waiting for all the Ken smut to arrive anyday now.
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I just thought Tumblr folx might enjoy knowing where to find naked pics of Kens...
(And yes also promote an artist I like, but I feel he's seriously doing a service to the world with these Ryan Gosling and Simu Liu drawings...)
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gatorbites-imagines · 3 months
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Could you do a Ken (Ryan Gosling) X Male Reader X Ken (Simu Liu) SMUT? Their Rivalry turning Raunchy when it comes to the MR: Whose kisses are better, who is the better makeout partner, who can give better blowjobs(Resulting in MR getting a Double BJ from both), whose penis, balls, and cum are better and tastier, and finally whose Ass tastes and feels best! ;) ALSO if neither Ken's have genitalia, just smoothness, do they love it when MR rubs and licks them their, turning into moaning messes? ;)
Stereotypical Ken x Male Reader x Pompadour Ken
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I’ve learned the only way I can get in the mood to write about Ken is to listen to Bimbo Doll on repeat.
It’s gonna be so confusing saying stereotypical Ken and Pompadour Ken over and over, but I have no idea how else to refer to them 😭
How you ended up with not one but two kens following you around, you had no idea. Maybe it was the fact that you stole two of your sisters ken dolls as a kid, and used to play with them when you played with your ninja turtle toys and monster trucks.
Or maybe it was the fact that you worked at Mattel for like, a few months, and specifically had worked on outfits for Ken and only Ken. It meant you had some kind of connection to them, in some way.
Maybe it was also because you got dragged along with everything that happened with the Kens taking over barbieland, and you had to go save it with the rest.
Stereotypical Ken had been absolutely glowing when you said he looked pretty cute in his Kenough hoodie, and Pompadour Ken immediately seemed to hook onto that, for some reason. Being rivals just seemed to be in their blood, bodies? Plastic?
Now that stereotypical Ken knew how to get from Barbieland into the real world, you get used to him just showing up at your apartment sometimes. He would never tell Pompadour Ken how to get there, because he doesn’t want his rival to have that advantage, but they both figure it out at some point.
Any weaker man would have buckled or probably passed out from the blood rushing upwards and downwards at having two very attractive, not very bright but enthusiastic men, rubbing against you from both sides.
But you were not a weak man, for the most part. In the beginning their competitions were on the normal side. From whom could do the best backflip, to who could cook the best brownies, you never really questioned it, and somehow always made sure to keep their “score” equal.
Both Kens must have stumbled across more adult content, or the overexposure of being in the real world started giving them ideas, because you almost had a heart attack coming home from work one day and they both almost knocked you over, their lips immediately all pressing against your neck and chin.
You end up having to sit them down and scold them, but from then on it seems like a switch has been flipped inside stereotypical Ken and pompadour Ken.
Their competitions start becoming steamier, from kissing, to make outs, to full body massages. You aren’t complaining of course. It’s horrible for your ego, having two hot guys rubbing you all over and competing to see who can make the best hickey on your chest.
You almost get a nosebleed when you come home from work one day to see them both on speedos, comparing their bodies in front of a full body mirror you didn’t even know you owned.
You get lightheaded from how much blood is rushing downwards as they grope and squeeze each other, grumbling half compliments-half insults at each other. It ends up with you just leaning against the doorway and watching for a bit, because how can you not.
They both also seem so taken with you, especially when you come home from work, especially if you do a blue-collar job. It seems to tickle some kinda manliness nerve inside them, as they both seem so obsessed with your uniform or how rough your hands are.
Its kinda nice honestly, coming home to two attractive guys who are so excited to see you and please you in one way or another. It did catch you off guard the first time they scrambled into your lap, one on each thigh, Pompadour Ken stating you needed them to help figure out who the best kisser was.
Of course, you never ended up giving them a solid answer, which they quickly forgot, as both Kens seemed to become almost mindless and weak in the knees from just kissing alone.
When they first gain genitals, you bet your ass they’re comparing size, girth, hairs, anything. They would want your opinion too. You, being a bit of a tease, would go down on them and leave them both whining and whimpering as you suck them off.
The experience feels like some kind of awakening for them both, and you swear they’re gonna start throwing hands on who gets to go down on your first. You’ll have to remind them they can both go first, maybe by wording it like a competition.
It ends up extremely sloppy and with little finesse or skill, but by God are they enthusiastic. Two mouths on you at once, both looking up at you with those begging eyes of their, trying their damnest to make you cum.
After making you cum, both stereotypical Ken and pompadour Ken seem even more energized. You can expect to get head at least once a day from then on, some days even twice, as they don’t wanna share every time. I pray for you.
They become fiends are they get a hang of the internet, saying all kinds of dirty things to you and wanting to try so many different things. Stereotypical Ken would definitely want to ride you, and I can see pompadour Ken wanting you to eat him out till he’s crying into the pillow and shaking.
Its like having two dogs in heat running around sometimes, they’re gonna have to learn how to help each other, because you can in no way keep up, especially when their rivalry kicks up a notch like it does sometimes.
To have mercy on yourself and your body, you end up able to convince them that you can sit back and watch, and then pick a winner from there. They would still want you involved sometimes, or most times for that matter, since they are sure you can judge it better that way.
At some point you have to be careful when you have visitors over, as both Kens just take to walking around in the nude, because why cover up when they wanna show off to you?
They are both so beautiful in very way that you don’t mind most days, but you don’t wanna have someone over and then see the two of them making out on the couch, trying to settle who the best kisser is for the fourth time this week.
You still love them, even though they leave you feeling like a juice box with all the air sucked out, or more dehydrated than after a full day working in the sun. They’re your messy competitive boys, and you’d probably allow them to get away with anything if they looked at you with those pretty eyes of theirs and pouted.
They never end up being able to settle any of their competition with you after all, but at this point the competitions just seem like a cover or habit to get in the mood or get each other riled up.
Both Kens are pretty submissive by nature, which is why they pull out their rivalry most times when they wanna do something but both feel so shy to ask you to do it with them, and you might enable them a bit too much sometimes, but you all enjoy it too much to stop.
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marvelmaniac2000 · 2 years
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300 followers?? 🥳 what did I do to deserve yall? THANK YOU to all my mutuals and everybody else who likes my page 😂 I promise to continue making more fanfics whenever I can this semester.
💕💕💕💘
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buckyhoney · 2 years
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𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐬
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𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: i know i already did one similar to this, but im updating it because nobody can convince me this man wouldn't be the perfect boyfriend.
𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: shang chi x reader
𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬/𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤/𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 & 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐥𝐲 𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝! 𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐃𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭/𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐀𝐍𝐘 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬!
𝟏𝟖+ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 18+, language, mentions of sex, mentions of fingering, mentions of toys
You’d be co-workers, but you work at the hotel's front desk. Shang Chi would have the biggest crush on you but would be too nervous to say anything. “Just ask her out! What's the worst thing that could happen?” Katy nudges him, “She could say no!” He says back, sucking in a breath. “Just go ask her out!” It would take him months to get the courage to ask you out. When clocking in and out, he’d make polite small talk with you and crack a few jokes just so he could see you smile. 
When he finally got the nerve to ask you out, he’d be super nervous and stumble over his words. Shang Chi would get the biggest smile on his face when you agree. For the rest of the week, he stresses over trying to figure out the perfect date. He picks you up at your apartment right on time with a small bouquet of flowers. “Uh, these are for you,” Shang Chi grins. The first date would be casual and light; he’d take you to Fisherman’s Warf. The two of you would play the games they have by the pier and have dinner together. 
The two of you would be sitting on one of the benches eating popcorn or some snack-y food looking over the water. His arm is around your shoulder and he’s mentally hyping himself up. Shang Chi hesitates to initiate the kiss, but when he looks at you and sees your eyes flickering from his lips, he slowly moves in. “I’m sorry… Can I…” You chuckle, nodding. When your lips finally meet, he falls for you instantly. 
From that day forward, you guys are pretty much inseparable. The weekends are spent trying out new restaurants, bars, karaoke bars, etc. “I saw this place downtown we should try, I heard they have great food!” The nights in are your favorite, though. Simple, but so intimate. You’d be cuddling on the couch while binge-watch your favorite tv shows and eating takeout. 
Shang Chi would leave little post-it’s around your apartment for you to find throughout the week. They’d have small encouragements or jokes on them or even just ‘i love you!’ on them. He is always buying you small little things because he thought of you. “I saw it and just had to get it!” they’d even be your favorite snack/drink. 
He’s calling you “my love” “sweet girl” or “baby”. you can’t change my mind.
The first time you guys had sex was lighthearted but intimate. It wasn’t planned out in advance but happened while you were at your apartment. It was gentle and all about learning about each other's bodies. It was filled with giggles and less-than-perfect moments. “Ow-” “I’m sorry!” “It’s okay!” You laugh kissing him. Soon, the innocent makeout sessions end up with him between your legs. 
He'd never stop once he knew what made you squirm and whimper. Shang Chi would take his time, teasing you and making you beg for him to fuck you. “Please- Baby, stop teasing!” You’re breathless and he flutters his fingers inside you again. “What baby? I’m not teasing!” He loved when you couldn’t keep still- he loved knowing that he was making you feel that good. 
Rough sex would happen from needing a stress release- taking you from behind with your ass up, your face against the mattress, and your whines while he rammed into you? One of his favorite ways to fuck you. He was able to get so deep and feel you grip him so hard. 
Shang Chi loves to experiment with new positions or toys. He loves to keep the bedroom exciting and fresh. You have a box full of toys- for you and for him.
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Jung tries to cheer you up after having a shitty week by going on a weekend trip. He tries his best to “relieve” you from your stressful week 👀🫢
Cheer Up and Look Up
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Pairing: Jung Kim x f. reader
Genre: smut & some angst
Warnings: sad reader 😔, mirror sex w/ a twist, oral sex (f. receiving), hair pulling, brief tit worship, brief slapping, slight praise kink, implied round 2
Word Count: 1.1k
Notes: In my defense, my brain went into auto pilot and my p word took over. I had no plans of writing but inspo hit me like a bus and we just gotta go with the flow lmao Remember to reblog and comment if you enjoyed what you read 😊
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“Oh my god, Jung, yessss!” You whined, throwing your head back against the heart shaped pillows. Your whole body drowned in the pleasure your boyfriend gave you using only his mouth. It had been a very long time since you felt that good and you didn't want it to end.
The past week was a living nightmare. It all started on Monday when you were laid off from your job. Then, life continued to throw curve balls at you until you broke down in the middle of your kitchen over the spilled minute-ready ramen. Jung found you crying on the floor against the refrigerator after arriving home from work. He rushed over to your side, cradling you in his strong arms and pressing soft kisses all over your face. 
“Let’s get out of here,” Jung spoke when you finally calmed down. You tilted your head in confusion when he jumped up and pulled you off the floor. 
“What? Where are we going? And why?” Your head pounded with so many questions. 
“I know this week has been really hard for you,” Jung began, grabbing your hand. “I figured I’d book us a motel out of the city and we can finally have a weekend just by ourselves. It’s nothing extravagant but-”
You cut him off by smashing your lips against his. He smiled sweetly when you met his eyes. “So…what should I pack?”
The next day, you arrived at the said motel. Your jaw dropped as you admired the romantic aesthetic of the room. Everything was red and pink and heart-shaped. It was the corniest room you had ever seen, but you loved it. You loved how Jung planned all of this just for you and him. 
You flung your bags to the side and turned around to kiss Jung on the lips. The momentum of the movement caused you to leap into his arms. As you wrapped your arms and legs around him, he walked you towards the bed, gently placing you atop the silk pink sheets. Before you knew it, you yanked his shirt off him, exposing his chiseled torso and tattoos.
“Baby, we just got here,” Jung smirked, pressing his forehead against yours. “Already wanna break in the bed?”
“After all the hell I went through, I think I deserve it.”
“Fair enough.”
Your boyfriend attached his lips to yours again, slipping his tongue past your lips. As you swept your tongue against his, he rolled up your sundress to expose your stomach and black underwear. Jung trailed his lips down your neck, sliding the straps of your dress down just enough to reveal your breasts. As you began to arch your back, you gasped as you found a mirror the size of your bed hanging from the ceiling.
Jung stopped, “You okay?”
“Yeah, the- uhhh…” Since you were out of breath from his pleasure, all you could bring yourself to do was point to the ceiling. He looked up, meeting your reflection in the mirror. A smirk played across his face as he looked back at you. 
“You like it?” You nodded, warmth flooding to your face and core. “Just watch how good I make you feel in the mirror, okay, baby?” Without another word, your head tilted towards the mirror and you watched Jung lightly suck each peak of your breast with greed. Your eyes stayed glued to his reflection as he traveled down to where you wanted him most. He finally tugged off your panties with his teeth, whimpering softly at how easily he pulled them down. 
“Keep looking up, baby,” Jung murmured against your thighs, leaving feather kisses between his words. “Such a good girl.” The tip of his tongue swept along your slit, savoring the droplets of your arousal on his taste buds. As the taste settled into his senses, a growl erupted from his throat before he dove further between your legs. And that was what led you to where you were now.
You caught your reflection in the mirror above you. Little beads of sweat glistened against your skin and your lipgloss smeared all over your face. Your hips subconsciously rutted against your lover’s face as his tongue dipped into your weeping hole. He smirked against your mound, leading him to burrow his face further in between your legs. His lips latched onto your budding clit, causing you to yelp and roll your eyes until your vision was spotty.
“Fuck yes, Jung!” You sighed loudly as you clutched his soft hair, locking him in place. “Love how you eat my pussy. Feels so good!” You started to look down at the man wedged perfectly at your center, which earned you a firm swat on your thigh. 
“Don’t stop looking up, baby. Want you to see how pretty you look while I enjoy my meal.” His taut hands squeezed your thighs, keeping them spread apart while he licked and sucked your clit and labia. You chanted his name like a prayer as you gazed into the mirror. Catching a glimpse of yourself in the mirror almost made you cum then and there. Jung was right about how pretty and fucked out you looked just from him eating you out. You also noticed how his arm and back muscles flexed while he rapaciously ran his tongue over your folds. It was so sexy you felt the pit in your stomach coil.
“Jung, I-I-I wanna cum-”
“Go ahead, baby. Be a good girl and cum for me.” With that, Jung wrapped his lips around your throbbing nub, sucking it as if his life depended on it. Your hips jolted forward and your grip on his hair tightened. A high pitched moan escaped your lips as that coil inside you exploded and evidence of your orgasmic bliss spilled from your pussy. Jung peered up at you while you came down from your high, lapping at the oozing nectar that he craved. He left a soft peck on your clit before climbing up to your face. His mouth and chin shimmered with your release and you swore he had never looked hotter in that moment.
“You’re so beautiful when you’re cumming on my face,” Jung teased, stroking the side of your face. You let out a faltered breath, giggling at his comment.
“You look better with my cum on your face,” you responded, earning a smirk from him. He hummed in satisfaction before stooping down to attack your lips. His hands were all over you, grabbing at anything and everything, and you reciprocated. Once your hands reached the bulge in his pants, Jung groaned into your mouth.
“Fuck me, Jung.”
Jung sat up to unbuckle the leather belt around his waist. “As you wish, my gorgeous girl.”
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pochunts · 6 months
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ISSA RAE GIF PACK
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— ✰ on the page linked below in the SOURCE LINK, you will find ( FOURTY-FIVE ) hq gifs of ISSA RAE sourced from her role in BARBIE (2023). issa is 38 but was 37 while filming this movie. she is of senegalese, african-american ( unspecified ), creole ( african, french, and distant spanish ), & distant french-haitian descent, so please cast her accordingly. all gifs were cropped at 245x145 and were made from scratch by feifer for roleplaying purposes only. therefore, i am taking full credit for these.
gifs feature:  Simu Liu, (imagery of) Alexandra Shipp.
warnings/triggers: Flashing lights, alcohol (beer), open flames (fire).
RULES FOR USAGE:
DO: LIKE or REBLOG if you found these helpful or have any intention of using these.
DO NOT:
add or compile into other sources ( gif hunts, gif sets).
edit or claim in any way (redistribute or resize into smaller forms - gif icons. giftangles, etc).
use to portray the faceclaim in smut rps or real-life celebrity groups.
use these gifs as imagery/visuals for smut writing.
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charlotte-wolfe · 7 months
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Hi I’m Charlotte 🎀
I make smut, fluff, angst etc.
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People I write about :
Ryan gosling
Chris Hemsworth
Ezra Miller
Aaron Taylor-Johnson
Henry Cavill
Cillian Murphy
Penn Badgley
Paul Dano
Miguel O’Hara
Colin Farrell
Evan Peters
Oscar Isaac
Taron Edgerton
Robert Pattinson
Jake Gyllenhaal
Chris Evans
Brad Pitt
Keanu Reeves
Simu Liu
Chase Stokes
Christian Bale
Pedro Pascal
Mads Mikkelsen
If you don’t see anyone you want to see for a fan fic you can just go in my asks 🌸
I do mainly write for men but you can ask for women too 🪷
Kinks i write :
Cumming
Screaming
Gearfetish
Slapping / spanking
Squirting
Maskfetish
Blowjobs / handjobs
Masturbating
Phone sex
Moaning / whimpering
Etc.
I do have more I just need to remember them
Thank you so much for hanging out! 🌷
My master list is coming soon 💋
My first fan fic will be of Aaron Taylor-Johnson
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