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the world when you're with me

synopsis: you seek out sylus for comfort after realizing you were wrong about him.

tags: comfort, fluff, implied avoidant!reader learns to trust sylus, implied avoidant!reader clings to sylus, sylus takes care of reader from afar, sylus has mephisto and the twins follow reader but wbk pairing: sylus x reader, reader is mostly mc word count: 802

a/n: is this the peak of literature? no. did i need to write it after the day i had? yes. did i need to post it today? no, because i’m trying to stagger my posts more, but here we are. anyway 4k caleb pwp coming tomorrow 

For the first few weeks after you’d infiltrated the N109 Zone, you’d avoided Sylus Qin like the plague. 

After being scared out of your wits by the first version of him you'd met—the cold, unavailable criminal mastermind who’d forced you to shoot him within 5 minutes of knowing one other—you were unashamedly wary of working with him again. 

But Sylus’s intel was unrivaled. More and more often, you found yourself visiting the N109 Zone to meet with him, eventually not even bothering to book a place to stay. There was always a guest room at the Onychinus base prepped for your arrival.

As you spent more time with Sylus, he’d noticeably changed his approach to interacting with you. Rather than forcing you to resonate with him, he’d explained to you how his Evol worked, letting you aim his hands at some training dummies to test it out yourself. Instead of unceremoniously shutting you out when he was tired, he’d drag his robe-and-slippers-clad self to sit beside you on the sofa, answering your cautious questions by practically giving away all his secrets. 

His shift in attitude hadn't stopped there. Sylus had clearly been using that endearingly incorrigible crow to keep tabs on you, but for the strangest reasons. 

Whenever you had a bad day at work, some building-wide maintenance emergency would magically appear, forcing your team to cease operations for the rest of the day. He’d text you a couple hours after your early dismissal, saying he was in the city and inviting you on an evening joyride to clear your head.  

The day after you’d lugged a case of water up the stairs to your apartment, having to pause a couple times to catch your breath, you came home to see your fridge mysteriously stocked with groceries. The only traces left behind were the masked twin figures you spotted scurrying away from your window. 

When a new phone showed up at your doorstep one day—you never even told him you’d shattered your screen, you thought—you’d decided that Sylus wasn’t as bad as you’d once assumed. Not anywhere near as bad, in fact. He was thoughtful, generous, and helped you without taking credit or forcing you to ask for it. You’d never had that before.

Which is why, somehow, you find yourself standing in the doorway of his armory, studying him silently as he polishes an antique-looking gun.

When he notices you, Sylus looks up, raising a delicately arched eyebrow. “Something wrong, kitten?” he drawls, subtly checking your body for injuries. 

Mind numb from your absolutely dreadful day, you stay silent while Sylus looks at you expectantly, his hands forgetting their earlier task. 

But for the next minute, you remain hovering in the doorway. You expect him to get annoyed—you almost want him to, so you have an excuse to go back to relying only on yourself—but all you see on Sylus’s face is patience.

When you start shuffling toward him, that patience mixes with a glimmer of anticipation that he visibly tries to suppress. You need him to be calm right now—an anchor, he thinks. If he loses his composure, if he startles you with his excitement at your approach, you might bolt at any moment. 

Sometime during his inner struggle, you reach him. Meekly, you stand before his chair, briefly opening your mouth before closing it. 

“What is it, sweetie?” he asks softly. “Tell me, and we can figure it out together. I’ll personally track down whoever seems to have stolen your words from you.”

At his offer, you break, collapsing into his lap. His large, warm hands immediately encircle your waist, and you bury your face into his neck, inhaling his leather and spice cologne. 

“Aw,” he coos in his baritone voice, rocking you slowly in his embrace. When he lifts your head an inch, you resist, letting out a soft whine. Gently, he guides your head back to his chest, his quickening heartbeat thumping in your ears and grounding you in the the moment. 

After several moments of silence, your deep, shuddering breaths the only interruptions, Sylus murmurs into your ear. “When I noticed you never ask for help, I was worried the world may not be treating as well as it should. You must be very tired, hmm?” he asks, rubbing his chin against your hair. 

Tightening your arms around him, you sit there for a while, his steady breaths seeming to mend a decades-long rift in your heart.

The next time Sylus tries to lift your head, you let him. He pulls your face from his neck so he can look into your eyes, hoping his gaze conveys his sincerity, before pressing a tender kiss to your forehead. 

“You don’t need the world when you’re with me,” he promises. “I’ll treat you better than it ever could.”

04/27/25; 01:00am

{ drabbles / headcanons }

[ spring kisses with them ]

featuring: sylus, zayne, xavier, rafayel, caleb

{ one smile, one kiss, two lonely hearts is all that i need now, baby | you’re on my mind every night, every day… }

you became drunk off the scent of flowers, giggling each time sylus teases you with their soft petals.

his gaze remain soft; rufescent eyes gazing down at your figure as they fill with adoration for you. holding the flower gingerly by its stem, he places the pink petals against your lips. a tickling sensation was felt on your skin, causing your lips to tilt up in a sweet smile that captivates your beloved.

the flower’s petals shift in response to the wind, the petals breaking from its stem before landing against your parted lips. letting out an amused chuckle, sylus removes the single petal from your lips. he takes a moment to admire it before pressing a kiss against it.

warmth courses through your veins at the sight as you lean up to frame at his face. with the single petal now floating away, he captures your lips in a sweet kiss before landing with you against the pile of flowers-

a sudden memory resurfaces, of dragon wings and the scent of datura flowers filling at the air as the crimson petals danced in the wind.

caught in a sweet dance, zayne takes your hand and guides you around the gazebo. with your dress flowing around you, you felt as though you were living in a fairytale.

surrounding you were the dizzying scent of flowers coupled along with the cheerful chirping of the birds. unbidden joy courses through you, with your arms wrapped around zayne’s neck (like it was the most natural thing in the world.)

his hands wraps themselves behind the small of your back, bringing you achingly close to him. his eyes were brimming with an unspoken devotion to you as zayne leans forward to capture your lips in a sweet kiss. the faint taste of macarons fills at your senses each time zayne moves his lips oh so lovingly against yours-

making all of your dreams come true within that single moment.

you swore that you lived to see xavier’s pouting face each time you pressed a kiss against your favorite plushie’s face, holding the bunny so close to your chest even as xavier tackles you back against the cushions.

he hovers over you, half-lidded gaze taking in your playful expression while looking at your slightly parted lips. with a gentle sigh of your name, your beloved leans in closer to you, ready to share a sweet kiss-

only to let out a grunt of disapproval when his lips met with the toy bunny’s face.

feigning a look of annoyance, xavier takes the plushie in his hand and embraces it for a few seconds before playfully punching it. his actions earn a gasp from you, and when you reach out to save your precious baby-

only to have xavier interlock your fingertips together with his, bringing you closer as your lips met with his. he kept you locked in a passionate kiss, with him silently begging you to open up to him. feeling the tip of his tongue pushing against your lips, you slowly open up to him-

the plush long forgotten now, you delve your fingers into his hair, pulling him closer to you as you lay back whilst surrounded by the scent of him and spring flowers in full bloom.

the scent of wisterias were thick in the air as the petals blew over rafayel’s open sketchbook. his sketch was forgotten the moment you lay down with him on the grass, your fingertips gently tracing at his features.

the lemurian finds himself leaning into your touch, eyes taking in the beautiful sight of your smiling face. turning away from you for a brief moment, he sees a tiny wildflower with white petals and picks it. holding up the gentle bloom to you, you half expected rafayel to fasten it above your ear-

yet was left pleasantly surprised when he ends up placing it on your lips. only catching a glimpse of his playful expression, you gasp upon feeling him kiss you, moving the soft flower against your lips to cause a gentle friction you had never felt before.

and you quickly became addicted to it.

with your eyes clenched shut, you bask in the sensation of his kisses, never wanting this moment to end.

caleb had never looked so happy-

so free before this very moment-

and you wanted to burn this memory into your mind, never wishing to forget.

the boat sways within the lake, yet you found it comforting to lay in it with your beloved colonel. you had no idea how many hours he spent making sure your spring date was perfect-

ensuring your happiness above all else.

your whispered promises of forever lingers within the air when caleb takes you within his embrace, placing a kiss against your hair while softly calling you by name. you meet his gaze, feeling your heart racing at the sight of his crooked grin.

moments pass, and when you kept looking at him with such a soft expression, something shifted within him,

with his gaze narrowed, caleb leans closer to you, capturing your lips in a passionate kiss while under the canopy of the moss and trees.

{ you can say that i’m a fool and i don't know very much | but i think they call this love | oh, i think they call this love. }

end notes: this looks like a very cute banner, but i think i’ll skip this one for now if i can’t get sylus’s card with my free pulls (;﹏;) but have this unedited drabble in celebration for the new spring banner ♡

all stories are written by rei; please do not repost, plagiarize, or translate my works!!

he loves coming inside, in fact, the only other place he'll come is on your pussy.

it doesn’t matter how you feel, its the only way he knows.

And if he's feeling generous he'll eat both of your cum out of you leaving you squirting and moaning hysterically

he’ll never say he has a breeding kink, but the way he waits for his cock to go limp before pulling out is all you need to know.

T O J I, Gojo, Ushiwaka, Usui, IWAZUMI, eren, Laxus, gajeel (bro has kids alr) Erwin, shinichiro, Geto, YAMI YAMI YAMI, Meliodas, KURAPIKA, Todoroki, ace, shinsou, Terushima, (hear me out but kaido…)

suo lets you scream and rage at him as he watches, patiently, one ankle resting atop his knee. when you’re done, he spreads his legs, wide, and beckons you forward.

he’s always hard as steel, the bulge in his slacks jumping.

you’re never allowed to use your hands, or even your teeth. he makes you nose at his clothed cock like a dog, sucking on the fabric of his pants until his crotch is a lewd mixture of pre-cum and spit.

you never know when suo is satisfied, not until you feel his firm grip on your chin and his command to give him the panties you’ve soaked through.

with careful deliberation, he folds your ruined underwear. his long fingers cup your face; his thumb pries your mouth apart.

“open wide, sweetheart.” and then he stuffs your panties between your lips, eyes gleaming in triumph when he hears the ruined groan trapped in your throat. “i think we’ve heard enough from your pretty mouth tonight, don’t you?”

he thumbs away the drool already gathering at the corner of your lips, eyes skating down your body. you jump when he palms your pussy, thighs clamping around his wrist to hold him in place. suo just laughs.

“i think I’ll talk to her for a while while you remember how to behave.”

Thank you for your support on the last post! Here’s a goodnight from Sylus’s family. ✨💤

♡dilf!nanami♡

warnings: baby fever, mating press, unprotected sex, cumming inside

art creds to @hercaptain and @narutoss.ramen

dilf!nanami who is the girl dad ever.

in fact, when dilf!nanami heard you were expecting girl twins, he was already ordering the matching pink strollers and cribs and little newborn baby onesies.

dilf!nanami who throughout your entire pregnancy, was plastered to your side, making sure your every need was meet, and constantly with a hand on your tummy, feeling for the little baby kicks.

dilf!nanami who when the babies were first born, was with you every step of the way, getting up out of bed at three in the morning if it meant his tired wife could get a few extra hours of sleep, feeding bottles to both of them if your breasts were too sore, rocking them in his big beefy arms and whispering how “daddy’s here”, and even strapping them to his chest in baby slings while he ran errands.

dilf!nanami who you can find cooing at your baby girls, making them giggle as he bounces them on his lap, blowing raspberries on their tummies and tickling them as he keeps them entertained for you.

and not only is dilf!nanami the best father, but he’s also the best husband.

dilf!nanami who after tucking in the babies to bed, tiptoes away to your bedroom.

because while he has to make sure the babies are tended to, he also needs to tend to his baby.

dilf!nanami who takes quick strides to your shared bedroom, wasting no time in sprawling his buff frame over you, pinning you easily down as he huffs hoarsely in your ear, “kids are asleep” while his bulge presses into your soft tummy.

dilf!nanami who is already half-hard at just seeing your chubbed belly and plush hips, your post-pregnancy body was just so tantalizing to him.

dilf!nanami whose hands roam your body with a desperate kind of need, squeezing and kneading tenderly as he places kisses all along your neck and jaw.

dilf!nanami who grunts lowly as your grabby hands reach for his cock, hastily pulling down his boxers until his length slaps against his stomach, spilling pearlescent beads of oozing precum across himself.

dilf!nanami who is huuung, swollen balls and thickened base all leading up to a perfectly symmetrical cock, the tip flushed an angry red and twitching wildly at your gaze.

dilf!nanami who quickly hooks a finger into your panties, shoving them aside before lining himself up, so heavy between your legs you can't help the small moan of anticipation you let out, wriggling your hips up impatiently.

dilf!nanami who only chuckles at his wife's eagerness, too quick to oblige as he begins to push in, past that first tight ring of muscle while you suck him in deeper.

dilf!nanami who groans at the greediness of your slobbering pussy, already trying to milk him for all he's worth as you clamp on tight around him.

"f-fuck, m'.. hah.. gonna cum if you don't stop sucking me in like that sweetie."

dilf!nanami who begins to roll his hips forward, filling you up inch by inch as your moans slur together, tongue lolling out dumbly.

he was just so big, you couldn't help it if you were already cock-drunk!

dilf!nanami who watches as your eyes roll back in your head when he starts up a mean pace, hips snapping into yours ferally while your spit-glossed lips hang open helplessly.

dilf!nanami whose hand comes down between your legs to stroke your twitching clit, the cool metal of his silver wedding band making you jolt with pleasure as you squirm under him.

dilf!nanami's baritone rumble of your name brings you back, as he suddenly throws your legs over his broad-framed shoulders, candied pink lips crashing onto yours in a craze as he folds you into a nasty mating press.

"wan' .. hah.. make ya a pretty mama again.."

"what?" you're gasping for breath, eyelashes fluttering as a familiar coiling heat begins to pool low in your tummy, winding closer with every harsh smack! of his hips into yours.

"can you do that f'me, my love?" dilf!nanami's words have begun to slur, eyes glossy as his throat bobs, pushing your legs up higher 'n higher. "have my babies again?"

drool has begun to seep out of the corners of your lips and with a mindless nod, you find dilf!nanami's hips bucking sloppily as he gets closer.

"say it."

you feel your tummy knotting achingly tight and with a hoarse cry you practically scream out, "k-ken' make me a mommy again! please!" before you're cumming, and cumming hard, creaming all over his cock until it's forming a little ring at his base.

dilf!nanami who is cumming seconds after you, your filthy words sending him over the edge with a soft groan as ribbons 'n' ribbons of hot, milky cum are shooting into you, filling you endlessly up until you're clawing at his back and crying with how stuffed you feel.

dilf!nanami who shudders and jerks over you, whispering small praises as the last wispy remnants of his seed empty into you, fingers coming to stuff the glossy dredges beginning to seep out of your ruined pussy back in.

you hiccup softly, whilst dilf!nanami shushes and coos at you to take it all, lovingly stroking your cheek and placing small kisses on your face while you recover.

dilf!nanami who after giving you a couple more orgasms and tiring you out, hears the babies begin to wail from the other room, tucking you in snugly before whispering “i’ll do it, you get some rest my pretty mama..”

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Drafts I left as short fics

Horny thoughts 🔥🔥

I'm thinking of making these a series since I have so many in my drafts.

Each fic will have a different LI

You had known for a while of the hidden camera in your living room, you were a skilled hunter after all, but you simply ignored it, pretending not to notice his constant surveillance.

But not today, today you turned around and glared directly at the camera, eyes narrowing with fury "You're watching, aren't you?" you hissed through gritted teeth "Even now, even after everything, you just can't help yourself."

You stepped closer to the camera, face filling the frame. "I hope having me followed at work was worth it," you spat bitterly, voice dripping with venom. "Because I thought I made myself clear a few weeks ago. But you just won't listen. You always think you know best."

You turned away from the camera and walked into your bedroom, the weight of your thoughts and emotions dragging at your shoulders. You wanted to scream, to rage at Caleb for his controlling ways.

But this was something he wouldn't be able to control, a step too far even for his obsessive, protective nature. Your cheeks flushed hotly at the thought, but before you could lose your nerve, you walked to the drawer beside your bed and pulled out a small vibrator.

You knew, with bone deep certainty, that this moment would change everything between you and Caleb. You had been dancing around this for years, your feelings for each other a tango of longing glances, accidental touches, and unspoken words. Neither of you had been brave enough to take that final, irrevocable step, until now.

Holding it tightly, you walked back out to the living room, standing in front of the camera with your heart pounding in your chest. You knew Caleb would be watching, his eyes glued to the screen, trying to make sense of your sudden boldness.

You took a deep breath and slowly slid your pants down your legs, letting them pool on the floor. Your heart raced as you sat down on the couch, the leather cool against your bare skin. With a trembling hand, you reached under the waistband of your panties, feeling the heat of your own arousal as your fingers brushed against the sensitive flesh.

Suddenly your phone buzzed with an incoming message. You glanced down at the screen, seeing Caleb's name flashing urgently. You opened the message, eyes widening as you read the words:

"DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE!!" it blazed on the screen, the capital letters glaring accusingly. 

With a smirk playing on your lips and a casual flick of your wrist, you tossed the phone carelessly to the side, the soft thud barely registering over the pounding of your heartbeat.

Your fingers continued their explorations, grazing teasingly over your clit as you imagined Caleb watching, his eyes glued to the screen, his jaw clenched in frustration. You could almost feel his gaze burning into you, his breath coming in sharp, angry gasps.

Slowly, you reached for the small vibrator, switching it on with a soft hum. The buzzing sound filled the room, you opened your legs a bit more and tugged your panties to the side, careful to obscure his view of your most intimate place while still giving him a tantalizing peek.

With your finger working your clit and your vibrator inside you the heat started building rapidly, your body responding to the forbidden thrill of being watched. You knew you were pushing Caleb to his limits, and yet you couldn't stop.

The phone rang insistently, Caleb's name flashing on the screen as he tried desperately to reach you, but you ignored it, too lost in the building pleasure. Just as you teetered on the brink, your body trembling with impending release you slowed your movements and with a breathless gasp tugged your shirt over your head. Your breasts bounced free, nipples straining against the thin fabric of your bra. The cool air kissed your heated skin, making them pebble and tighten further.

Just as the first wave of ecstasy began to crash over you, you grabbed your shirt and in one swift motion tossed it over the hidden camera. The fabric draped down, obscuring you from Caleb's eyes, a final act of defiance.

Your body shuddered and clenched, a scream tore from your throat. "Caleb!" Your moans echoed through the room, and you knew he would hear you, that he would know the effect his obsession had on you, even if he couldn't see the proof of your pleasure.

You gasped and panted, riding out the aftershocks as they coursed through you. You had never felt so deliciously, wonderfully alive. And you knew, somehow, that this was only the beginning of the war between you.

Your message had been delivered, your challenge thrown down. Now, you could only wait and wonder how Caleb would respond and little did you know, his reaction would be far more intense than you could ever imagine...

Ow, what the hell?

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Thinking about... JJK men feeding you fruit... There's just something so sweet about them peeling it for you and hand feeding you... especially if it's a messy fruit.

Satoru that feeds you grapes with a grin on his face. He has you laying against a bunch of pillows, far too happy about treating you like a monarch. Popping them in one by one. Letting his smile crinkle his features. "They're good, right~?"

Suguru that feeds you an apple, each slice cut for you and popped gently into your mouth. Better yet if you're lying against him and for every single bite he tilts your head up to ease your swallowing. Eyes soft. Tender.

Hiromi that feeds you oranges. Not only are they sliced but the skin has been peeled. The juice leaks down his fingers, pooling in the wrinkles of his palm, but he simply doesn't care. No, he only cares for you and the fact you're eating from his hands.

Kento that feeds you banana slices, freshly cut by him and piles in a bowl. He tilts your jaw so delicately as he pops them into your mouth with a wooden cocktail stick. He's so gentle with it. So soft. So patient.

Sukuna that feeds you strawberries he had foraged. With you planted in his lap, at his mercy, you cannot deny his affection. This kindness. He finds himself enjoying feeding you. A different red staining his fingers.

Just... JJK men feeding you fruit.

jason todd x reader

[jason had one rule, and you couldn’t listen ]

MDNI !!! (·•᷄‎ࡇ•᷅ ) .ᐟ ⊹₊ ⋆ 18+ [5k word count ]

lowercase intended!!

JASON’s RULE — you've talked about it before, you've both agreed. no toys. a few here and there to make it interesting and to test eachothers limits, and to have fun, but the main agreement was no dilldo.

you’d tease the idea just to get a reaction out of him of course. laying down on his chest and casually bringing it up. “so id been thinking of a new toy to try.” you slowly and quietly say to him. his blue - toned irises gave you an unsure look, but proceeded to let you ask with a simple response “shoot!”

“what if we tried a dil—“ “no.” “I didn’t even fini—“ “exactly because I already know what you’re going to say. and the answer is fucckkk no, but please doll i dare you to get one. i would love for you to face the consequences,” and u went silent, he took that as a sign you understood him, not to push him or test him, but deep down he dared you, and it was tempting.

jason did not appreciate the idea of anything other than his cock shape ingrained inside you. he believes your pussy was made for him. the first time he pushed inside you, he almost came. you were so tight, your delicate vaginal walls squeezing him and sucking him in all the right ways. he was melting at the feeling of everything all at once and couldn't help but whimper at the sight of you. “fu..fuck mmnn..(y/n)”

his eyes trained on you're smooth plump thighs wrapped around his waist pushing him in deeper, locking him in. while your latest nail set sacredly rooting into his bulky biceps while his wide hands slowly trace your curves. the way you didn't have to say anything, it was the way your eyes said everything. how desperate, yet secure you felt with him. he couldn’t help but worship you in a corrupted way. he needed to bruise you. having you laid out in front of him like a blank canvas. he had creative freedom to color your neck and chest shades of reds and purples, leaving these beautiful marks all around you to show his art off to the world.

he loved sucking on your sizable tits too, the way he would gingerly bite on your nipple just hard enough to make you slightly gasp. his hand would be carelessly tugging and twisting your other nipple making sure it wasn’t neglected. squeezing as much of the fat of your chest as he could even when they’d start bouncing at the content movement of him thrusting into you. when twisting your nipple with his teeth, he looked up and saw you covering your mouth. and this irritated him. ‘thwack’ smacking your already sensitive breast making you gasp. “don’t piss me off doll, cover your mouth again and i’ll stop everything” nodding your head in agreement “verbal response sweetheart,” he said moving his hand towards your forearm and pinning the part of your arm to the bed.

“mnnhn y..yes.. fuck.. i.. nuhhg just dont want to be to loud..” you said running your other hand through his scalp making him shiver in delight, slowly pushing harder into you. “i need you loud baby, need gotham to hear you, i want a goddamn noise complaints tomorrow morning, i.. jesus.. nhhg.. dont care how loud you are..” he sighed into your neck, bucking upwards deeper to a distant warm spongy corner inside you. “nnnmghfuck.. jason.. mnm” tightening and releasing around him. “so.. fuckkin..warm.. god..damnit”he groaned, moderately twitching inside you.

jason couldnt get enough of you’re praise, hiccuping how quintessential his cock was to you, he appreciated how well you listened and babbled on about his efforts to please you. “j-jason..jay baby.. please.. please.. so good, your so gorgeous.. god..fuck, solucky.. i- auhggh-,” you’d whine. “shit.. a dildo wouldn’t compare to you.. a pathetic peice of silicone w..wouldn’t compare to your cock b..baby, such a..a pretty cock”

“i know, doll” he chuckled lowly watching you writhe against his lower abdomen while he roughy played and massaged your clit, feeling the slick and creamy texture of both of your pre cum making a ivory ring around your pussy. “jay… baby.. f..faster please.. pleaseplease i need it.. I’ve been good!!” you begged, pushing your hip harder against him feeling him slow down, sensing him watch your every single move while he just played in pre cum. “.. jason..fuck…mnuggh mnm”

“would a didlo make you this sticky, so disgustingly wet i can feel u dripping down to my balls right now, huh sweetheart?” he said showing you his thick goopy fingers, then sucking them dry. it was starting to become a struggle to talk, trying to form a sentence would ultimately end up with you moaning and mumbling. and when he notices how limp you were starting to come, he decided to finally make you fully cum on his cock. he has been edging himself for a while, only slowing down certain times because of how quickly he was about to cum. you were his weakness, everything about you make him want to cum.

speeding up, pounding into you relentlessly you’d felt a  familiar yet unusual sensation in your lower abdomen. a warm feeling that you felt your raw clit puff to even more. “cum for me. fuck, please.. p..please.. doll cum on me… mmn cum on my cock, you need to… i need you to.” jason whimpered next to your ear. the squelching sound driving jason crazy he needed more of it. he lifted both of your legs and threw them over his shoulder, never slipping out of you. you were forever grateful for this position. because the new angle it let jason kiss your cervix wall. beautifully designed for jason, his cock missed it. but as much as he loved it, he enjoyed pushing deeper and mistreating, boundaries just to go through you’re cervix even more.

“jay.. im gonna.. fuckfuckfuckplease…mmmghh” with the movement of his dick, fingers and his desperate mouth whimpering that he needed you, you squirted on his chest and lower abdomen, dripping down his balls to the completely ruined bed sheets, not stopping and causing you to jolt from the overwhelming sensation, tighten around him harder almost pushing him out. “holy.. holy f..fuck..mnnh shiit (y/n).. good girl..fuuck,” jason panted. while he gripped your hips leaving indents of his finger nails into you, keeping you in place. Inhaling the warm scent of your juice while your pussy made a heavenly squelching noise. watching your eyes roll into the back of your head and his previously steady pace, now turned into a sloppy rhythm ‘plap, plap, plap, plap’ with the feeling of you still slightly squirting on him. jason finally came. hard. he couldn’t stop rutting Into you, overstimulating you, causing you to forcible convulse and tremble your whole body. each demanding thrust he unforgivably pushed Into your tried body, he couldn’t stop cumming . pumping into you large ropes of thick cum until he collapsed, losing vision. stuck inside of you trapping you inbetween his huge biceps, panting heavily.

*.ੈ✩‧₊˚༺☆༻*ੈ✩‧₊˚

but unfortunately, that kind of passion was a couple months ago.

as confident as jason was about you never needing a dildo, he forgot how difficult and tight his schedule was. of course you’d see him maybe two times a week, but it wasnt like it use to be. the passion creeped into small excuses of ‘im to tired’ or ‘maybe tomorrow?’ which you’d overthought about plenty of times. was he uninterested with you now? what changed? you were started to feel neglected. always picking the vigilante life instead of his girl. you knew what was to come with his lifestyle, it was hard enough to spend time together, let alone any intimate time together.

"im sorry doll, patrol is probably going to take longer tonight! ill talk to u soon <3" he texts. texts. he didnt even have the nerve to call. plus it's been tough communicating. when it's spotty conversations and repetitive "how was ur day" then him taking hours to respond, you started getting frustrated. needy. so you decide to spoil yourself . because you have needs, and they must be fulfilled. even if it’s not the same, you were getting impatient with your own fingers not being able to reach far enough or cramping up.

so a few days later you see a couple notifications on your phone.

[3 messages] jay🫀

jay🫀: hey doll

jay🫀: i can call tonight, it’s been slow

jay🫀: just call whenever you got time

[ mail notifications]

[ your order has been delivered 💌 ]

one notification you were more interested in than the others. you hopped off the couch, put your phone in a back pocket and made your way to your apartment lobby towards the mailboxes. reasonable size mail boxes for living in gotham, usually they are confined and only fit paper mail, but your apartment was a little bit nicer. the only thing was the front building doors were broke, letting in anyone which was concerning. while grabbing your key, you feel your phone buzz some more, but you knew you’d get to it later.

and there you saw it, a cute, big pink box. you smiled and closed the mailbox, locking it and racing upstairs. the rush of excitement and anxiety washed over you. of course you, felt like you deserved this, but the thought of jason finding out scared you a little, but slightly turned you on too.

you opened the box with a switchblade jason had purchased you a while ago. and inside there it was, a realistic natural light skinned toned silicone dildo, you tried to get one to match jason’s size, but.. you couldnt find anything as girthy..

you place the box rear the trash and grabbed the dildo and are impressed with how realistic it looked. it had veins and this mushroom tip was pinker than jason’s. “wow, this.. is crazy,” you say to yourself. it’s not like you havent see a dildo, it was just the fact of how much time probably went into this.

walking into your room you start undressing, taking youre phone out of your pocket you see jason tried to call you five minutes ago. youre stomach dropped a bit and just tried to psychic yourself out and forget about it, you’d call him in a couple minutes. you laid down on the plush bed with your phone next to you that you lazily threw close to your thighs and then slowly started opening your legs, your nervous hands making their way to your clit. circling sweet motions to the damp bundles of nerves. slowly breathing and closing your eyes imagining it was jason’s thick fingers.

“hmm jay..mhmh” you sighed, feeling the clit slightly puff. picking up the pace, you rub and tug on the sensitive nerve until you feel your pussy start to drip ever so slightly. making you trail your dampened fingers towards your vaginal opening. “mnhphm..jason..” sliding your middle finger inside yourself, feeling the tight gummy wall suck on your finger. “fuck..hnm” your middle finger casually building a pace you found yourself enjoying. adding your ring finger to help break up the tight walls, scooping and pushing yourself further in causing pretty groans from you. “mmnholy..shit.. fu..fuck ja.jason”

imagining jason was what helped you the most. the way he touched you and loved finger fucking you. watching you cry while he barely moved his fingers. replaying memories of what he’d praise to you before “one more finger baby.. you can take it, youre doing so good for me… youre still so tight fuck baby…be a good girl and hold your legs open for me.. just like that uh huh… gotta put my index finger in okay doll, fuck,” — and that’s what you’d done. moved positions and fully on your back with your legs in the air, penetrating yourself with three fingers quickly rushing in and out of you. moaning jason’s name. becoming clingy for his cock, begging into the space of your room about how much you needed him.

with a ‘pop‘ you withdrew your finger and grabbed the dildo, with a feeling of liquid dripping down to the bed. lining the thick toy with your now moistened hole. you knew to carefully push it in, slowly inch by inch so you wouldn’t hurt yourself, which was funny considering jason’s cock was bigger.

fully inside, you paused while you caught your breath. having to be in control for the first time in a while with a dildo you were unsure and forgot how much work you had to do. you were starting to sweat a little, having it deep enough to the point the fake balls laid stiffly by your anus.

lazily pulling it out and back in with the somewhat familiar sting making you sigh. pushing it deep enough to make you sing. “uaaghh fuck! jason..hmph..” repeatedly fucking yourself with a toy you were never supposed to have. that jason dared you would be consequences. thinking about what jason would do, made you squeeze the dildo, how much trouble you’d be in.

and it was like you manifested him. as so on as you were thinking about all the trouble you’d be in. he was calling you. that ‘ill call him in a couple minutes’ turned into fifteen extra minutes. you panicked hitting the red ‘decline’ button with blurry eyes. and started to speed up the thrusting and ramming so you’d cum quickly and call him back like nothing happened.

or so thought you. turns out you accidentally answered him. your teary eyes deceived you when you frantically tried to end the call. and the first thing jason had the displeasure of hearing was the familiar ‘plah, plah, plah” and you whining “hurry..fuck.. fucking piece of rubber dick…” crying out, slowly regretting the purchase. you couldn’t seem to cum. as roughly and impatient you were with yourself including the sound of sex in the air, it just wasn’t the same.

but! how sweet of you, you know jason’s favorite color was red, so that’s what you made him see.. red. he had tried calling you letting you know it was so slow, tim and dick didn’t mind he left early to be with you. because he missed you.

but that feeling was immediately exchanged with enrage.his face dropping at the mention of a dildo. he kept you on the line and muted himself so you wouldn’t hear him hang up. sprinting to his motorcycle, not giving a fuck about his helmet. he shot off into the night. racing through streets and weaving through cars going 90 miles per hour. all while he knew you were on the other line, still sliding that amateur peice of silicone inside yourself. it genuinely pissed him off. — luckily for jason you didn’t live far. and with the mix of rage and his dangerous driving, he’d gotten to your apartment rapidly fast. what would’ve taken fifteen-ish minutes to get to you, only took him about five minutes.

jason climbed off his ride, stomping on the pavement with his phone to his ear with the most irritated and frustrated look. he knew your apartment front doors were broke, meaning he had easy access to enter. which he wouldn’t just broke them himself in all honesty. “nnuggh…jay..damnit..fuckfuck,” was the sad annoyed sigh you’d unintentionally been whining into jason’s ear. “ja..jasson..nhhunghg..please..”

his heavy footsteps echoing through the stairs of your apartment, which everyone could hear — it was weird he’d actually come in like a normal person for once instead of climbing through your window.

Intentionally, of course, so he’d be able to catch you in the act.

he’d finally made it to your apartment door. grabbing the key from the top of the door frame. and quietly entering, which was hard considering how badly he wanted to slam the door. slowly walking in and closing the door behind him, he locked it then processed to walk towards the kitchen— spotting an empty large pink box by the trash can.

“jesus christ,” jason said to himself, then perking up at the sound of your moans. when he said wanted a noise complaint a while ago— he’d meant he’d be the only one to make you scream like that to your neighbors. and it aggravated him even more that he could feel his bulge start to grow in his pants. cussing to himself, but your beautiful voice always made his dick twitch. just a simple ‘i love you’ would make him stretch his underwear, filling up the little amount room he already had left.

walking closer to your room, the faint sound of you fucking yourself could be heard. “so close..fuck..nggh..socloseplease” which jason’s dick twitched at, slowly fatten his pants enough to make him semi uncomfortable, but the moment he heard you were close he opened the bedroom door slightly to see you holding one of your thighs up while this mediocre looking dick was plunging into you. your eyes sealed shut, trying to focus on cumming. you’d usually been creaming on jason’s cock by now, and you were just now getting close to your first orgasm. and jason knew that too.

he opened the door and quietly walked to you, previously loud and aggressive steps, now quiet and calculated. “jason..jay..fuck..jay baby…” and pant his name three times, he shall appear…and under any other circumstances he wouldn’t be standing over you pissed off as he was. showing you his phone with it still on call. and that’s when it hits you, gasping because he scared you plus you could perfectly see how livid yet turned on he was, but also because at the same moment you hit the perfect spot so many times.. you came.

“nuhhhgghaa…jasonbaby.. s..sosorry.. plea—“ you lost your breath the moment jason unexpectedly and carelessly tore the toy out of you. hearing the suction of the dildo pop out of you mid orgasm, now jason holding onto the saturated silicone. watching your vagina breath open and close while liquid spilled out of you. “jason im s—“ “don’t. don’t say another goddamn word (y/n). i mean it.” his deep voice hissed at you. “this? this half-pint fucking fake dick made you cum? huh doll? you’re joking.. no you can’t be because i just witnessed it. fucking christ (y/n).. one rule, you couldn’t even listen to that…let’s compare huh” he rambled starting to unbuckle his belt one handed, combo shoving his pants and underwear down kicking them to random side of your room. all still while he was gripping the toy.

his dick hung heavily, beautifully. you’d missed the sight of just looking at it making your mouth tingle and water in delight. sitting up more you couldn’t keep your eyes off his cock. making jason twitch enough to make it move on its own. you started reaching out to touch him ‘whack’ “don’t test me right now doll.. now look” he trailed off, grabbing his dick slowly stroking it in front of your face. he lined the light colored dildo next to his own real and thick cock “and to think you were moaning my name with this wimpy piece of shit, now you’re pushing limits. fucking disgusting,” and he wasn’t even wrong. the sizes were very different. and it was completely noticeable, jason throwing it against a wall while it made a ‘thud’ sound. “one rule (y/n) that was it.”

. “jay can i say someth-“ “no” “you need to stop cutting me off jason.—let me talk, please baby.” and he went quiet. his anger slightly fading. and you took his silence as he was listening, willingly able to understand everything. all while he was watching from above you. “i know i shouldn’t have gotten it—“

“damn straight” “but! you have been extremely busy and distant these past couple weeks, you made it seem like you didn’t care about me anymore. your dry texts, not calling anymore, basically dick riding gothams idiots criminals then actually letting me dick ride you… i just miss you jay and im sorry i didn’t say something sooner,”

that’s when he grabbed your face and gently kissed your lips, humming soft ‘im sorry’s’ to you. and laying you down delicately on the bed. “im sorry too doll, i had been neglecting you.. fuck..i love you so fucking much it’s insane, i just blow at showing it and communicating properly doll, because honestly, you’re the only person i will work on things for, because you’re all i will ever need or want.” he said caressing your face then kissing your forehead. “but i still needed to punish you.” “what ?— jason!!..fuck!!”

without warning he slammed his cock into you, — making you groan loudly “you won’t be cumming anymore tonight, doll. im going to make sure of it, as much as i love you.. umnnh..shit.. im a man of my word..and actions have consequences” not hesitating at all to basically use you as he pleases. not caring if he hits your ‘g’ spot. he wants to cum inside you selfishly as much as he can all while denying you that pleasure of your own release.

jason was stretching you out even more than that toy ever could, his cock perfectly ingraining back into you. “you..can’t be serious..” you groaned

“dead serious, doll.” he chuckled “tonight, no clit playing, no pampering, and no holding back—enjoy it or don’t, you won’t be the one cumming” and like that he dives to your lips like a hungry animal, while you make delicious little sounds and respond with the same hunger, sparking a fire in his belly. making his face flush. while your hard nails were placed on his shoulder you leisurely started digging into him. dragging them down his back attempting to leave any indication how great he was fucking you. making jason whimper into your mouth causing you to squeeze around him at the hypnotic sound.

loving the feel of your plush skin pudge through his fingers. tightening his grip as the soft sound of you mumbling sweet nothings into his ear making him speed up his pace. recklessly grinding into you at a harsh pace enough to make you beg jason “jay.. please..please can i-”

“fuck off” his voice deep and laced with a warning tone, smacking your upper thigh with his palm, making you clench around him. “don’t think about it doll..i swear to god..”

his pace unbearable, making your eyes roll to the back of your head as you cling to him. praying he cums soon, before you do accidentally. his nails kneading into ur hips while grinding, finding the perfect spot that makes him tingle. his hands start to slowly gravitate towards your tits, he starts sucking on one side, harshly biting down on the nipple causing you to moan out in pain. “i know your close.. so goddamn tight.. jesus.. don’t fucking cum (y/n).” he said smacking your tit, casually going back to biting down on the sensitive nerve. while his unsympathetic grip on your other tit squeezing down and gripping at the nipple pulling at it and releasing it a couple times, making you even more sensitive. just to hear your voice call out into the night about how great he was making you feel. “fucking love your tits” mumbling into them while his heavy hips wouldn’t let up on slamming into your pelvis.

jason was actually never a selfish partner, he actually cared about always making you cum first, and it was like muscle memory to make you cum, but for the first time he was in ecstasy just fucking you stupid- beautifully abusing your vagina, and trying to punish you in the best way he knew. all while he got to painfully play with your podgy breast. smacking, sucking and squeezing them until he couldn’t get enough. “fuck..doll..nghh.. (y/n) fuck...”

his face covered messily in his own saliva from making out with your tit, cupping it with his bulky hand. sucking and releasing, while watching you groan that you want to cum, how nice it would be if you both came together. but jason’s eyes were dark and unamused. he let you rambling on for a minute or two, until he started to get annoyed. this was your punishment, and he would forgive you after it. and right now, jason didn’t want to hear it.

his free hand roamed up towards your throat, and he started to choke you. roughly squeezing and releasing his grip causing all your nonsense remarks into blissful whimpers. making you so tightly trap jason’s dick, making it difficult to thrust so deeply “squeeze me some more doll, mhm..mn im close..” jason said panting, a warm sensation in his stomach turning into a knot like feeling. “harder doll.. c’mon please.. fuckfuck..mhm..i know you can” he said his face now near your ear, and his hand still squeezing your throat. listening to you gasp and whimper to him, while squeezing his dick the best you could, wanting to cum so painfully. “mhm just like that..nnugg..mnm fuck..gonna cum inside..”

and after a few harsh thrust he moaned while warm ropes of cum were filling you to the brim, with each sensitive thrust he was cumming inside of you, never wanting to stop. his hand releasing from your neck, slowly moving towards your clit, ever so slightly circling the bundle of nerves making you so close to the edge. while his head was inbetween your neck biting down and sucking at the soft skin whimpering and softly rutting into you.

and after a few long seconds jason pulled out, watching as the base of his cock slip out you, painted a silky white and still semi hard. out of breath, he watched as your pussy was leaking cum and your clit still puffy and neglected. “so beautiful..”

putting his fingers up to your pussy, he started to fuck his cum back inside of you. watching as you look so defeated. “jay..” “mmn yes doll” he said making eye contact softly scooping his cum back inside you as much as he could. fingering it back in deeply, pressing down on ur puffy clit with his thumb. memorizing the layout of your pussy so carefully.

“can i please cum” you asked, giving your best pleading eyes, reaching out to hold his cheek and caress him. knowing how difficult it was for him to say no to you, know how badly he always wants you to feel satisfied, jason took his hand away from your pussy and showed you his three slick fingers.

“nope, but you can taste mine if you want” he said licking his index “not bad actually” he said with the most shit eating grin you’d ever seen.

and he finally his vision wasn’t red anymore, but he definitely would always live up to a man of that always kept his word.

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my first writing something like this! (ᴗ_ ᴗ。)

was a little long! my apologies, but i hope you enjoyed!! :3

have a great day/night!! xx