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Hey yall, so I was just pondering while plotting this Salesman smut from Squid Game and had a thought.... what would a threesome between these two be like? Like, Salesman is more teasing, more sadistic, and James is more serious, more gentle. Crossover right now! How would a threesome with James and the Salesman go?

Might fuck around and write something when I get the time to...

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THIS IS SO FUCKING PEAK😩🤌

I did it. Simple shading but I had fun. Who ever witnesses this, and you are feelin freaky, you may see the full thing on Twitter dot com. (If I linked it right lol)

PUFF PUFF NSFW ALPHABET HEADCANONS

Yall, this is my time posting smut headcanons.

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Lazy as hell and extremely tired. He just wants to fall asleep holding your or being held. He keeps paper towels on hand for a quick clean up and praises you or tiredly rambles a little. Out like a light!

B = Body Part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partners)

He DID NOT make a song about his balls for nothing. He takes pride in the size of his balls and he definitely favors them. He likes the way they slap against you, he likes it when you fondle them, when you suck them, whatever. He loves it all. And on you? We already know he's a chest guy. I mean, he loves other parts, but the chest is the best to him. He loves huge tits, medium ones, small ones, he loves man tits too. He loves sucking them, fucking them, cumming on them, he's just nasty.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum, basically)

He's a freak when it comes to cumming. Of course, he'll wanna do it inside. But he wouldn't mind jerking off and putting it on your face, or your chest, or back, or stomach, if he had the fuel, he'd cum all over you. He loves seeing you drenched in his cum. Makes him feel powerful.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Secretly into prostate play. He's a little insecure about that because of masculinity ideals. But he secretly likes prostate play. He even owns a prostate massager.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

He's had plenty of girls and a few others. He knows how to get ready, how to stay safe, and of course, how to be fun. He'll always make sure you get to cum. And he'll work his dick till he knows for sure you got your chance to cum.

F = Favorite Position (This goes without saying)

Prone bone since he likes the tightness of the reciever, cowgirl so he could watch you bounce on his dick and cream all over it, and he also likes sitting in a chair to watch you. Also 69 and titfucks.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous? etc.)

Goofy as hell. All the jokes, all sensual and flirty.

H = Hair (How well-groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He shaves some of his hair and trims the rest.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment? The romantic aspect.)

That depends on the relationship. If it's a one-time thing? He won't be that romantic, just say the typical praise to make a partner cum. But if it's legit? Oh, he'll get real romantic. Tell you how much he adores you and how he wants to stuff you every day as his own.

J = Jack off (Masturbation Headcanon)

Jerks it every day. He's horny as fuck. He does it in the morning especially since at night.... he has you! Oh, and expect lots of cumshot videos. Just videos of him stroking and pumping his cock until he shoots out all his cum.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Voyeurism. He loves to sit in a chair and drink a cold beer while he watches you fuck yourself with a toy. He also loves filming. But only he gets to see it... he's posessive with you. He wants to use collars and bite you up. He's also got a bit of a cum fetish.... covering you in his cum make his dick leak. Bondage, overstimulation, edging, denial, oh he loves to tease. Also a voice kink. He could cum from your voice alone.

L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)

His RV, his bed, your bed, your backyard, the bathroom, he wants you everywhere.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Showing off your chest, wearing lingerie, getting ready for a shower, watching you get excited over a toy you bought, teasing either giving or receiving the tease.

N = No (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

No hitting, no yelling, no piss or shit, no blood, he just wants to show you off.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He likes to receive more. Having you on your knees, wrapping your lips around his cock and cumming all over you. Plus, it makes him feel taller, more dominant. But he'll give it to you too. Oh, and 69 is the best. Feeling and recieving is the best.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Fast and sensual. He just wants to pound you till you're full and he's drained. He wants to stuff you till you're dripping. He just wants to show you how much he wants you and how much he loves you.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Love it. Not as good as taking time, but he usually wants you real quick. He just wants to fuck you in the bathroom or the closet.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.)

All for it. He wouldn't mind pinning you against a window and fucking you. A quickie backstage, a quickie at his meemaw's. He's horny as hell. He wants you in every position.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)

3 rounds. Sometimes 4 on rare occassions. He lasts about 15-30 minutes. Maybe an hour and a half if he's edging.

T = Toys (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

He owns a few. Sex toys are expensive, so he doesn't own a lot. He's got a prostate massager and a clear fleshlight for himself. For you? A massager, some handcuffs, and a pulsator.

U = Unfair (How much they like to tease)

Oh he LOVES to tease! He's bratty as a bottom, and teasing as a top. He loves edging and denying his partner and he loves being put in his place. He wants to be brought down a peg (he'll never admit that though)

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Tries to stay quiet but he grunts a lot... and he moans low. Unless he's a bottom, then he's a screamer.

W = Wild Card (A random headcanon for the character)

He loves making amateur videos with you and watching it over and over. He also loves sexting you.

X = X-ray (Let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Big balls, dick's about 4 inches soft and 6 when he's hard. A little thick in girth.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Horny as fuck all the time. Down to fuck at 3 AM, 7 AM, anytime, anywhere.

Z = Zzz (How quickly they fall asleep afterward)

He's out like a light a few minutes after he busts.

OH MY GODDDDD THIS IS PEAK AS FUCK. USUALLY IN M RECIEVING ORAL FICS, ONLY THE GUY CUMS, BUT THE FACT THAT THE READER CAME

My only thing is I wished the pussy eating lasted a little longer since the narration focused on James's pleasure longer. Still by far the best James smut I've read besides that one fic of him being a college professor. Like omg I was kicking my feet and squealing. This was PEAK

hi! i’m surprised nobody’s written a smut with james making a sex tape with the reader ! >< i think he’d be into those lol & man, i’d kill for a gentle dom james :( with his soft spoken voice, i can just imagine the reader who’d be taken aback by whatever dirty talk he’d say haha

i luv ur work pls keep writing smut for james tysm

★ 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓 . . . 1.8k

★ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒 . . . request , complete. JAMES SUNDERLAND X F!READER !! 18+ SMUT MDNI !!

★ 𝐂𝐖 . . . recording/voyeurism . f!masturbation . oral ( m! & f!receive ) p_rn w/o a plot !

★ 𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑'𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 . . . lmao i think there might be some trauma there with video tapes 💀 however .... filming spicy moments is soooo tasty. james is the sentimental type for sure so yeah , he would love capturing your orgasm face on camera :') thank u for the sweet words i hope i was able to get the vibe <333

You should’ve never gotten him that damn video camera. It was practically a part of him now, swinging from his shoulder like an extra limb, capturing every moment he deemed worthy of “preserving memories” for the two of you. The sentiment had been endearing at first, but it was becoming an obsession. You’d lost count of how many times he’d darted to the corner store for yet another pack of film. Tonight was no exception.

After dinner, you were seated at your vanity, unwinding from the evening. One by one, you slipped off your jewelry, the pieces landing with a soft, musical clink on the glass. As you reached for your serum, you noticed James in the mirror, his camera aimed right at you, a mischievous smile playing at the corner of his mouth. You rolled your eyes, dabbing the serum onto your fingers and smoothing it over your face.

“Is this fascinating to you?” you asked, rubbing the serum in slow circles, letting the cool liquid seep into your skin.

“Can’t help it. You’re so pretty,” he replied, that grin widening as he watched you through the lens.

You met his gaze in the mirror, raising a brow as an idea flickered to life. Smiling to yourself, you reached for the loose knot at your waist, pulling the tie on your robe and letting the soft fabric slide from your shoulders. Beneath, you wore a delicate lingerie set.

You glanced back over your shoulder, catching the way his brow quirked, his eyes flaring with interest as James drank in the sight of you. His grip on the camera tightened, and you could almost feel the spark between you, the silent communication passing back and forth.

“Maybe I should make it more entertaining for you,” your was voice barely more than a whisper as you turned to face him.

James swallowed, the smirk fading into something more intent, his eyes on you and only you. He adjusts the camera, "are you sure about this?"

"Keep rolling," you request, before you slowly began to unhook the clasp of your bra. The silky material fell away, revealing your breasts to the cool air of the room. James’s breath hitched, the sound audible even over the soft whirr of the camera. You could see the excitment burning in his eyes, the way they traced every detail of your body.

“Do you like what you see?” you murmured, your fingers lightly brushing over your nipples, making them pebble in response.

“God, yes,” he breathed, his voice thick with desire. “Keep going.”

Encouraged, you slipped your hands down to the waistband of your panties. With a teasing glance at James, you hooked your thumbs under the delicate lace and slowly pulled them down. The fabric slid over your hips, leaving you completely naked. The camera followed every inch of your movements, every moment captured in crystal clear detail.

James let out a low groan, his grip on the camera tightening even further. “Fuck, you’re gorgeous.”

You smiled at the sight of his erection. Turning slightly, you leaned against the vanity, providing James a perfect view of your ass. Your fingers trailed down your thighs, coming to rest on your inner thighs, just above your cunt.

“Touch yourself,” James commanded, his voice rough with need. “Show me how much you want this.”

You obeyed, sliding one hand between your legs. The sensation of your own fingers against your slick folds made you gasp softly. You pressed two fingers against your clit, rubbing in slow, firm circles. The pleasure spiked quickly, a hot throb building deep within you.

“That’s it,” James encouraged, his eyes locked on your hand as it worked its magic. “Make yourself come for me.”

Your other hand moved to your breast, pinching your nipple between your thumb and forefinger. The dual stimulation sent waves of ecstasy crashing through you, making your hips buck involuntarily. You could feel the orgasm coiling tighter and tighter, ready to burst.

“Help me James,” you whimpered, your voice breaking with desperation. You turned to face him, legs wide. “I need you.”

James didn't hesitate, camera still in hand he crossed the room in three long strides. He grabbed your hips, pulling you against him, his hard cock pressing insistently against your thigh. Even clothed, you could feel the girth of it.

“Tell me what you want, baby,” he demanded, his voice low and husky.

“Your cock,” you gasped, your fingers still working furiously at your clit. “I need to feel you inside me.”

James's grip on the camera tightened. He chuckled low in his throat. "How about I give you a command?" he suggested. "And you follow it exactly."

You nodded eagerly, your body humming with need. "Yes," you breathed, your voice barely audible over the pounding of your heart.

He lifted the camera higher, framing you perfectly. "Suck my cock while I record," he instructed.

Your pulse quickened even more at his words, the thought of performing for him, of being watched so intimately, sending a thrill through you. You moved without hesitation, dropping to your knees before him. The cool air of the room brushed against your skin, making you shiver, but the heat radiating from James soon warmed you.

James adjusted the camera, ensuring every angle would be captured. His breath hitched as you reached out, your fingers curling around the waistband of his pants. You looked up at him, meeting his gaze through the lens, and slowly began to pull his pants down. Your hands trembled slightly with eagerness, but you maintained eye contact, letting him see the hunger in your eyes.

His cock sprang free, already hard and eager for your touch. You wrapped your fingers around it, feeling the warmth and hardness against your palm. A soft gasp escaped you at the sensation, and you saw James's eyes darken with desire as he watched you.

"Good girl," he murmured, his voice rough with pleasure.

Encouraged, you leaned in closer, your lips brushing against the tip of his cock. The taste of him, slightly salty and utterly intoxicating, made your mouth water. You flicked your tongue out, tasting him fully, delighting in the way his hips twitched beneath your ministrations.

James groaned, his fingers tightening on the camera as he recorded every second. "That's it," he urged, his voice strained. "Take me in your mouth."

You obeyed, opening your mouth wider and taking him in. The head of his cock pressed against the back of your throat, and you swallowed reflexively, sucking gently. Your hand continued to stroke him, matching the rhythm of your mouth, as you worked to bring him pleasure.

The sounds in the room were intimate and raw—your wet slurping noises, James's ragged breaths, and the faint whirr of the camera. Each noise seemed to heighten the intensity of the moment, making the air crackle with electricity.

You glanced up again, your eyes locking with James's through the lens. He looked wild with desire, his chest heaving with each breath, and you felt a surge of pride and arousal at being able to elicit such a response from him.

James's free hand came to rest on the back of your head, his fingers tangling in your hair. "Fuck, you look so good like this," he growled, his voice thick with lust. "Keep going, baby."

You moaned around his cock, the vibrations sending shockwaves of pleasure through him. His hips bucked involuntarily, and you took the opportunity to deepen your suction, sliding your mouth farther down his length.

James's grip on your hair tightened, guiding you as he thrust into your mouth. The sensation of being controlled, of being used for his pleasure, was incredibly arousing. You reveled in it, your own need growing with each passing second.

Your tongue swirled around him, exploring every inch of his shaft as you kept your eyes locked on his. Completely devoted to him, the connection you two shared was palpable with lust.

James's breathing grew more erratic, his movements becoming jerky as he neared his climax. "Fuck, I'm gonna come," he warned, his voice strained. "Where do you want it?"

You pulled off his cock, gasping for breath, and looked up at him with pleading eyes. "On my tits," you begged, your voice hoarse. "Please, James."

He didn't need to be told twice. With a low growl, he aimed his cock at your chest, his hand moving faster on his shaft. The first spurt of come hit your skin with surprising force, splattering across your breasts. You gasped and the sensation of his hot release settling onto your skin.

James continued to orgasm, his hips jerking as his release erupted from him. Wave after wave of hot cum coated your chest, the sticky substance pooling between your breasts and trailing down to your navel.

You stared up at him in awe, feeling a sense of accomplishment at having brought him to such an intense climax. He panted heavily, his face flushed with exertion, as he finally lowered the camera onto the dresser, its lens still focused on you two.

Wiping his hand across his forehead, "fuck, you're amazing," he whispered, his voice filled with admiration.

Rising to your feet, you smiled up at him, your body thrumming with satisfaction. "I love giving you a good show," you admitted, your voice soft and sincere.

James leaned down, capturing your lips in a deep, passionate kiss. His tongue swept into your mouth, tasting himself on you, and you moaned into the kiss, your body arching towards his.

"Now, I want to taste you.”

Before you could respond, he sank to his knees, his hands gripping your thighs. His tongue darted out, licking a long stripe from your entrance up to your clit. The sensation was electric, sending shivers down your spine.

“Oh, God,” you cried out, your body trembling with anticipation. “Don’t stop.”

James chuckled darkly, his tongue flicking back to your clit, circling it with relentless pressure. His fingers found their way to your entrance, slipping inside you with ease. You moaned loudly, your hips rocking against his hand, needing more.

“You’re so wet for me,” he murmured, his voice vibrating against your sensitive flesh. “Just from sucking my cock.”

His thumb pressed firmly against your clit, rubbing in time with his fingers thrusting inside you. The pleasure built higher and higher, threatening to overwhelm you. You could feel the orgasm hovering just on the edge, ready to rip out of your chest.

“I’m close,” you panted, your voice strangled with need. “Please, James, I need…”

“Come for me,” he growled, his thumb flicking rapidly over your clit. “Let go.”

The command pushed you over the edge. Your body convulsed, a scream of release tearing from your throat as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over you. James held you steady, his fingers and thumb working relentlessly until you collapsed against the vanity, gasping for breath.

He gathered you into his arms, cradling you close as you both fought to catch your breath.

“Mmm,” you hummed, nuzzling into his neck. "Do you have enough tape, I wanna take this to the bedroom."

James looked at you with wide eyes,

"Well, we can always record over something else."

STFU, NO WAY IN HELL DID AN INDIE TEAM DO THIS

James Sunderland's eyes

Genuinely crashing out right now cuz I spent hours for days on end doing my HL essay for my senior IB English class. I worked so damn hard analyzing everything, typing it out, editing back to back, and I turned it in just before the deadline only to realize it fucking slipped my mind to attach my AI detected screenshot to prove that I made it. So I emailed my teacher, only to realize that holy fuck, I forgot to make citations too!

I rarely ever cry over school anymore but bro, it's 12:23 AM. I was literally dipping in and out of consciousness just to wake up and turn it in before the deadline only to realize I fucked up, and I gotta finish another essay, and I gotta wake up at 6:30 AM for the bus, and then I gotta tutor motherfuckers in the morning before my IB English class at 8:31 AM, take a test, and read 30 pages for Wednesday. Like... I'm literally sobbing right now over this shit and idk who or where to vent to. Anyway, James Sunderland.

I WAS JUST SAYING MARK WOULD TALK A MF THRU IT

Mark talking you through it

Pairing: Mark Grayson x Fem!reader

Summary: Mark takes your virginity and talks you through it

Warnings: Smut smutty smut, dirty talk, reader is afab, virginity loss, some profanity

A/N: i have so many ideas and things in the works but so little time 😭 also it’s exam season…but i have a duty to keep y’all fed so enjoy this crumb for now (sorry it’s short!)

You had never done anything like this before.

All the sensations and touches and feelings were new to you. A lot of it felt amazing.. his hands, big and calloused from fighting, were gentle on your bare skin. He was very attentive to how you reacted to everything.

It was after a homecoming game.

He’d forced the guardians to cover for him if anything came up and decided to spend the night with you. It was great especially given that you could finally spend time with him. You didn’t care what you two did. Sometimes you guys binged a show, other times it was a simple walk around campus or a park…

As long as you got to be with him.

However, this particular night after the game you two ended up making out and naked on his bed. It wasn’t big, just a twin xl like all the other dorms, but it was enough for you both. A bed’s a bed after all. He was experienced, at least from what you could tell. He didn’t seem too nervous or shy even.

He moved with confidence, but still asking for consent with everything before he actually did it. It was a bit cute but you truly admired that about him.

Everything was going great until you really looked at him…down there, and something in your head made you freak out.

He was actually kind of big, at least bigger than you expected, and that thick vein running up the side wasn’t helping calm your nerves either.

“Will that even fit?”, You whispered looking down. You looked into his eyes a bit worried. Your legs also close, but you did that unconsciously.

“I’ll go slow..” He kissed you gently, looking back into your eyes with a soft expression and a hand caressing your cheek. “And we can stop if it gets to be too much. Promise.”

You just nod and wrapped your arms around his neck as he positioned himself between your legs. You knew he was strong but sometimes you forgot exactly how strong. It wasn’t big something about the way he pushed your legs open and how a hand held your hip in place…

You quickly snapped out of thought as you felt his head push against your slick entrance while simultaneously brushing gently against your clit. He teased a bit so he could gather some of the wetness to coat himself for an easier slide inside. It already felt so good and he wasn’t even in you yet.

Then, he slowly pushed inside.

It was painful, and a stretch, too. Even going slow you had to stop him when he was halfway in to get used to him, a shaky hand pressing against his hardened abs. He peppered your face with kisses in the meantime until it started feeling okay. Then “okay” slowly became fucking amazing.

His size was still a bit much though, but god did he talk you through it.

It was getting overwhelming quick as he slowly thrusted and his strong arms caged you in. And, he just filled you up so good all you could do was whine and moan. It became so much that you started to cry a bit from the pleasure.

“I know baby, i know.” Mark whispered close to your ear. His voice was breathy and husky now. “I’m right here.. You feel so good. Fuck—, so fucking good baby..”

You couldn’t respond.

Not even if you wanted to.

As he bottomed you out and started picking up his pace all you could do was say his name over and over.

“You’re taking me so well. I knew you could do it, so proud of you…” He groaned while kissing your neck. He said you looked pretty under him too but you could barely hear that part as you were so focused on how good it felt.

The bed stared squeaking louder as he was getting close with you not far behind but you knew he wouldn’t finish before you. The second he started huskily telling you to let go and “finish all over him” it was over.

“That’s my pretty girl. So good for me.” He cooed. He held you by your sides as you came even gently still thrusting to add to it.

And even after he pulled out and finished on your stomach and thighs he was still saying filthy things.

“Look at you, so pretty even all messed up like this..”

That sock never came off that door that night.

THE COLORS ARE POPPING OMFGGGGGG IDK WHO THIS MAN IS BUT WHO IS THIS DIVAAAAA

Experiencing the horrors rn so I'm making him wear a dress

I am pleased to inform everyone that I am making an x reader of this man💆‍♀️

The Salesman