[ image: a WIP of Zen Hyun Ryu post work-out, wearing a tank top and holding a drink, with a towel draped over one shoulder. Half of his body is still in sketchy lines and rough fills. ]
HEH. Finally wrote a shit. Ave me. Realized that “read more” is a good feature. AVE ME AGAIN.
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He was paler
than usual.
It was the very
first thing you noticed after entering the house. He was standing in front of
you, closing the door behind you with a polite smile plastered to his face, but
his forehead was covered with cold sweat. You could see his unfocused glance
and incoherent moves as he leaded you to the living room.
“Are you
okay…?” you asked, laying hand on his shoulder. V moved uneasily, avoiding your glance..
“I’m… fine, I
think I caught a cold…”
You grunted,
making him look at you.
“You’re an almost-immortal vampire. Vampires don’t catch colds” you stated, flicking his forehead
and his cheeks reddened slightly, making you chuckle. But you frowned right
away, watching him intently. “When was… the last time you ate…?”
His face went
even redder, but it didn’t hide the fact that he was still pale on his neck and
hands. You could say he was nervous and the topic was something he preferred to
avoid talking about at all cost. For him, it was just embarrassing. And he
never wanted to bother you with the thought of him doing something so – as he
used to say – beastly.
“V…?”
He stirred,
trying to look away, but you didn’t let him, placing hands on his cheeks.
“…A month ago”
he admitted after a while and your heart almost dropped.
i don’t know much… but I heard 707’s kinks may include lipsticks somehow.
707 x Reader
His fingers caressed your face, the blush spreading all over it almost as dark as the colour of the lipstick he was holding.
“Open up a little…” he said in a quiet voice. He was too focused on your lips to think about anything else, and you felt as if there could be even a fire spreading around the house and he still wouldn’t notice it.
You obediently parted your lips, letting him spread the lipstick over them in a gentle, although confident motion.
“Don’t close them yet” he said with a soft smile, reaching behind his back.
Like a cherry on top of a cake, he put a small candy inside your mouth, smiling cherfully.
“All done~” he hummed, clearly glad with the result. He handed you a small mirror and you smiled widely.
“I didn’t know you’re so good at this!” you chirped happily. “But~ what are we going to do now? We don’t have any plans to go out this evening, do we?”
“Hm… Not really, but who said you can’t look even more stunning than usual only for me~?”
You smirked at his cheesy flirt.
“Okay then… Let’s say tonight I will stun you only~” you said, taking the lipstick from his hand and putting it away.
In a swift, smooth move you pushed him down and hovered over him, placing your hands on the floor next to his head.
Your boyfriend blinked, a bit startled by the movement, but not even slightly unpleased as he stared at you curiously, waiting for your next move.
You leaned down.
“O-oh, MC, you’ll smear the lipstick…”
“I know~” you replied shortly, placing a small peck in the corner of his lips. The colour left on his chin kind of reminded you of his hair at this moment, but even the blush on his cheeks became similar at this point.
Your lips caressed his once again, and he let you spread them a bit, not expecting you though to push the candy into his mouth, letting him taste the sweet flavour along with yours.
You kissed him a bit lower then, on his chin, and along his jaw, to his right ear, which you bit gently, almost immediately pulling away and pressing a wet kiss on the opposite side of his neck.
You sucked his skin gently, making him gasp and his hands found their way to your hips, making you smirk softly.
But you pulled away fairly quickly, watching his flushed face that perfectly matched all the red marks you left on his face and neck. He was panting already.
"Stunning enough?” you asked innocently, getting up…
…and leaving, probably to wash off the rest of the lipstick as you expected it’d be smeared over your face now as well.
Hi yes hello I am extremely thirsty for Jihyun Kim in literally every aspect
“I love everything about you.”
He’s beautiful.
Your eyes are focused on his face as you stare at him: sleeping next to you, more peacefully than ever. Then you look a bit lower, to his neck. The red mark right below his ear faded almost completely by now, but you still see it clearly as you know exactly it’s there. You remember leaving it.
A bit lower, his pale chest, partly covered by the warm quilt.
He shivers slightly and you tug the quilt over his shoulders, making him murmur sleepily, but not wake up yet.
His eyes move slightly underneath the eyelids and his lips tremble, pressing into a thin line before relaxing again.
You reach and touch his warm cheek, stroking it lovingly.
“MC…” he mumbles and you smile, glad that your name is the first one he recalls right before his eyelids flutter open. His eyelashes are beautiful too.
“I love you” you say and he frowns slightly, not knowing if you were saying anything else before.
“Did I miss something…?”
You shake your head and he huffs, all the tension fading away from his features.
He stares back at you now, in complete silence.
You’re beautiful.
Your eyes are a bit clouded as you didn’t get much sleep at night, and your smile brightens up the whole bedroom even though you seem tired. There’s nothing he’d want to see more than this. Nothing, ever.
You’re beautiful, but he doesn’t see you as art. Not anymore. You’re a human and that’s the best about you. He loves you for you.
Everything about you.
He reaches his hand to tug down the quilt, to have a better look at your body, covered with variety of his own marks. But they aren’t like paint on a canvas. These are signs of real love.
The very
moment Saeyoung noticed you staring at his face so shamelessly, he was confused and –
to be honest – a bit embarrassed. It wasn’t every day a beautiful girl like you
would stare at him as if he was a piece of art. At rare times, when he dressed
up as a woman, he’d receive lustful gazes of men he totally wouldn’t want to get involved with.
But the way you stared was different. Curiosity, mixed with that weird kind of enthusiasm
he never really understood, were what was shown on your face so clearly.
A bit
shyly, his lips curled up into a small, confused smile.
“…I-is
there something on my face?” he dared to ask.
“Well, yes.”
He blinked.
“You have freckles!”
Freckles.
Of course
he had freckles. He had them… ever since he was born? Maybe a bit shorter. He
didn’t really know.
“…Yeah” he
replied, quite dumbfounded by your sudden remark.
“Can I kiss
them?” she asked, which made his eyes widen and the smile drop.
Now he
completely didn’t understand. I mean, you already kissed his face more than
once. You apparently haven’t noticed his freckles earlier, but- did it really
matter?
“…Sure” he
answered then.
Soft lips
brushed past his cheeks and nose, making his heart melt in an instant. He sighed softly.
“…A-and
what now?”
You smiled innocently.
“Now we’re
gonna fuck.”
When you can’t finish a thing so you just crack it
Hell yes I can write something for that. Gimme that Genji butt.
This is probably the best thing you’ve ever bought. Ever. Genji can probably attest to that if he could speak.
For once, the ninja isn’t screaming his lungs out and advertising the fact that he’s getting some pussy. No, because this time, he’s holding your panties between his teeth and trying his hardest not to let go. He has a tiny corner of the fabric pinched between his teeth, which by the way are already soaked with his drool, and you can see that he’s struggling to remember not to let up on the pressure.
Oh, what’s the best thing you’ve ever bought? It’s not the panties, don’t worry. It’s the clear cock stroker that’s attached to your magic wand vibrator. The stroker that’s sliding up and down his cock, the bumps and ridges and little fingers inside it turning the slick slide into something magical. Or torturous, depending on who you’re talking to. The deep hum of the vibrator is the only sound in the room other than your combined breathing, although Genji’s is far more laboured than yours.
A soft murmur escapes him then, the barest movement of his lips alerting you to their utterance. His eyes are rolling gently under his heavily lidded eyes and his teeth worry at the fabric, so much so that it looks like your panties are about to slip through his grip. With an evil grin, you pull the stroker up so it slides up his ultra-sensitive head and then back down, pausing just so it covers the mushroomed head of his cock and nothing else.
That makes Genji tremble and scream through gritted teeth, his whole body shuddering and making a fresh sheen of sweat break out on his tanned skin.
Playfully, you shush him. “Not a sound, Genji, do you understand?” His tear-filled eyes go cross-eyed before he looks at you blankly, lips trembling as he starts to suck on your panties to keep it from falling. “You have to be absolutely quiet or I will want to make you scream even louder.” To emphasise your threat, you bob the stroker up and down his cockhead a couple of times, enough to make him whimper and sob quietly. “My panties are supposed to make you quieter, not louder.”
When you stop, he nods tremulously, wide brown eyes peering up at you. The next few strokes yield nothing but heavy panting. Good. You will see how long that lasts.
An honour system is mentioned briefly here, so if you were wondering, it means when the bottom is in chastity but without the cage. It’s an honour system since nothing is stopping them from masturbating except their own willpower.
“If you’re so insistent, you can entertain yourself while I get my work done,” you roll your eyes and shove him under your desk. The many screens before you call for your attention again and you sigh, crack your knuckles, and get back to work.
Genji grins and nuzzles your knee with his whole face, “Hmph, then I will.” With one hand, he undoes his belt and his pants while he kisses and licks whatever he can reach. He feels like a dirty little secret like this and it turns him on like nothing else, especially when he hears you get back to typing and answering brief calls.
His cock springs free from his pants the moment his fly goes down and he sighs at the relief. Due to travelling with his father and brother, he hasn’t touched you for what feels like forever and he hasn’t been able to touch himself either – damn honour system. And even though you’re not indulging him right now, this is more than enough to get Genji’s arousal raging and dictating his every move.
He rocks his throbbing, leaking cock against your shin with a soft moan. Hissing with pleasure, he closes his mouth around your thigh and starts to suck and lick eagerly when you shush him in order to take another call. The thrill of being caught fuels him and he brings your legs together and hugs them, slipping his cock between your calves and starts fucking them in earnest.
Pants and little whimpers escape his mouth despite his best efforts, just barely audible to you but you narrow your eyes and shove his face into your lap to shut him up. That only spurs your dirty boy on and he shudders, his hips working faster and harder until there’s a dull thud of his clothed hips against your legs.
Luckily for him, you finish the call and lean back, tipping his chin up and tightening your legs. “You’re being too noisy. Keep it down or I’ll have to gag you.”
Genji moans and licks his lips seductively, “Promise?” His strong arms tighten around your knees and he fucks you harder, the feeling that he’s nothing but a needy slave going to his head and making everything so fuzzy. Still fully clothed with his cock out, fucking the space between your calves while you ignore him, shit – he’s making a mess of your legs with the way he’s leaking all over the place.
Tutting at him, you cover his mouth and look down imperiously over your nose. “Strip, boy. If you manage to last the hour, you’ll get a reward.”
Oh boy, a reward! Genji knows exactly the kinds of rewards that could be in store and so he eagerly strips until he’s down to his bare skin. Piling them in a corner, he goes back to fucking your legs and mouthing at your skin again.
“Good boy. Now keep your mouth busy and let me work.”
Genji would reply, but he’s too busy rocking his cock against your silken skin and worshipping your legs with his sinuous mouth and tongue.
Genji rouses from his ‘meditation’ and rolls his head around to look at you upside down. “Hmmmm?” A gag, blindfold, and collar are tossed onto his chest and he looks at them with a raised brow. “What’s this for?”
From the other room, you yell at him to just put it on since you have your hands full. The ninja obliges, gnawing on the rubber ball that tastes more like saliva than it does rubber at this point. The collar goes on next after he strips off his crotch guard and all other pieces of his armour that can be removed, and after that the blindfold. It’s soft around his eyes and he lies back with his arms crossed over his chest. Faintly, he hears you rummage around in your office and wonders what exactly you’re doing. But it doesn’t sound like you’re able to find what you’re looking for, so maaaaaybe you won’t mind if he takes a little nap.
When you first bring up the topic of facesitting
to Jesse, he is incredibly excited and wriggles himself down in the bed and
pats his cheeks to invite you so take a seat. As you settle on him, he licks
and sucks you desperately. Moaning and groaning as you grind your hips on his
face.
It’s yours and his favourite way to start
foreplay. He makes you cum once or twice before you move off him and jump on
his dick instead.
Now it’s all well and good to just sit on his
face and let him suckle you into orgasm, but trust me, this whole experience
can be tons better if he’s writhing beneath you. His chest and nipples are
incredibly sensitive, so attaching nipple clamps and tugging on them will make
him tremble between your thighs, his lips forming moans instead of attaching
them to yours. Drip hot wax on his chest and he will squirm wildly beneath you,
whimpering and grasping at your legs in response to the sharp heat. The residual
warmth makes him press his hips back into the mattress, his cock twitching as
your hand clamps down on his throat to regain your seat.
When McCree eats you out, he doesn’t focus on
his own pleasure. Not unless you command it. If you want to give him a modicum
of stimulation, rock hard on his face and fuck his mouth to let his cock
bounce. It’s a sight to see, definitely, and his hips buck in response to the
slight bit of pleasure he derives from the movement. He just groans helplessly,
and does his best to make you cum quickly so you’ll finally touch him.
Hanzo
As someone who used to top in bed before you
came along, Hanzo is surprised when you bring up queening and facesitting. He’s
no stranger to eating you out, certainly, but usually not with you on top. He’s
eager to try though.
When you position yourself above him, he licks
his lips and strips at your command, enjoying the challenge of doing so while
you’re kneeled above him. He eagerly pleasures you as you lower yourself onto
his face, his hands lying on his muscled stomach as he does so.
Hanzo will pleasure himself if you tell him to,
and he strokes himself to the time of his tongue and lips. His nose strokes
your perineum, filling his head with your thick scent and making him dizzy with
lust and desire.
When he’s about to cum, you drop your weight
onto his face carefully, restricting his breathing. Stroking his cock
desperately, he wastes what little breath he has to moan and groan as you brace
your hands on his chest and fondle his nipples. For all that one is constantly
exposed, he’s quite sensitive and it makes him cum faster and harder when you
pull on them as you press down on his face.
Sometimes he lounges around reading a book in
his downtime and you can pounce on him. You drop your panties and gently tilt
his head back from behind him, drawing his attention. He doesn’t fight you,
instead dropping his book and raising his hands to cradle your ass as he
reaches up to lick and suck at your clit. It’s incredibly arousing how much you
bent this man to your will, how he accepts your slick heat so readily even when
caught off guard.
Genji
Now Genji has had his share of kinky adventures
in his youth, and he knows exactly what to do to make it an incredibly
experience for you.
Genji sees facesitting as a way to humiliate him
and at times reverts back to his playboy days to make the humiliation more
effective. He loves it when you taunt him from your superior position above
him, when he can only see the underside of your breasts and your eyes peeking
out from beyond your mound. He can’t say anything, not when every movement of
his lips brings your essence to his tongue. It’s so incredibly distracting that
he begins to love the degrading things that fall from your lips as he pleasures
you. You tease him incessantly from your perch, and he can do nothing but
respond in whimpers and clenching hands.
Using a crop to slap at his thighs and cock
makes him jump beneath you, and he cries out when you twist his nipple cruelly.
Cock and ball torture makes him even more desperate to make you cum, and his
hands reach up to caress and squeeze your ass and thighs. Genji is a bit of an
ass man, and this is evident in his hands always landing on the curve of your
butt whenever given the chance. It’s the only kind of mark he ever leaves on
you, but you don’t mind it so much, particularly when you lift yourself off him
and he’s practically soaked in your juices from nose to clavicle.
Sometimes you strap him into a face harness with
a dildo attached, both for your pleasure and to drive him mad with desperation
and lust. Genji can’t do anything but hold still as you fuck yourself on the
dildo, his eyes fixated on your pussy stretching around the silicone. He wants
to touch you, to put his hands on his cock to relieve his frustration but the
cage his cock is locked in prevents that.
Like this, you can bury your hands into his hair
and press him harder into your pussy, riding his face for all he’s worth. He doesn’t
complain, and instead relaxes so you can move him as you please. He gets off on
the absolute rapture on your face as you cum, and the slick sounds of your
pussy and your dirty moans definitely do it for him too. At times, you don’t
need to touch him in order to get Genji to cum like this.
Reinhardt
You don’t really believe it when Reinhardt says
he’s never had a woman sit on his face before, but nevertheless he is a fast
learner and it becomes his favourite way to prep you for his massive cock. After
all, you are the slickest and most relaxed after two or three orgasms.
That aside, you can tease him with the prospect
of sitting on his face. He sits on the ground, back to the wall, while you
strip before him. Forced to keep his hands on the floor next to him, he can
only watch as you grab his face and gyrate your hips mere inches above his
face. Reinhardt whines pathetically and sticks his tongue out, straining
against your iron grip on his head. He doesn’t get too far though, as you
wrench him back and taunt him with your puffy pussy lips teasingly at his nose.
He slowly becomes addicted to your scent, and if he wasn’t hard before,
Reinhardt is positively throbbing with red hot desire now.
Reinhardt becomes almost obsessed with
facesitting after the first few times, and you start to use it as a reward for
his good behaviour. Did he successfully protect all his teammates during a
mission? You sit on his face. Did he make something other than currywurst for
dinner? You sit on his face. Did he resist orgasming after a week of non-stop
edging? You sit on his face, cum twice, then slide down to sink down on his
huge cock, riding him until you clench tight around him in climax. Then, when
he cums hard in you, his cum filling you up and spilling out of you in a mess
of both your fluids, you climb back up to his face and make him clean up. That he
thanks you in a croaky voice makes you gush even more.
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