Summary: Rex Always Thought You And Him Were Together, But To You, You Guys Were Just A Couple. Despite
By The Ring
Rex Sloan x G/N Reader
18+ Minors begone! I have been rotting away for far too long and need to come back. So have my first angsty smut ever.
Summary: Rex always thought you and him were together, but to you, you guys were just a couple. Despite how awful of a partner you were, Rex always has the doubt in his mind that you do care, and you are his.
Warnings/Tags: Cheating from Rex's end, penetration but reader's genitals are kept vague. The reader is genuinely a p.o.s. reader is using Rex for sex, actively objectifies him, and doesn't care about anything else, and this isn't meant to romanticize objectification at all. I'm just practicing a new way of writing. Sex is dry af, dead bedroom, lots of angst, plastic love, literary devices cuz I'm a nerd💀, shattered relationship, hurt but no comfort yall, I'm sorry, it's 12:20 AM and I had a thought😭
You laid there bare while he slipped his way in. Your body is as hot as his charged molecules, but your moans are as loud as a dying kindle. His rough palm clutching your jaw to pepper kisses while you half-heartedly whimper. Moaning was a courtesy, not a requirement. Neither was cumming.
Moaning, begging, sucking, cumming.... it was never a requirement or a need... just formalities.
You knew from the start what kind of person Rex Sloan....or Splode.... was. A firecracker made in an assembly line designed to fizzle, flicker, explode, wow, and then tarnish to leave behind its tattered pieces. Its smell embedded into the ground and your clothes that stank of gunpowder. If there was one thing you loved about Rex.... it was his big personality. He was an ass, but he was always entertaining even in the more distasteful circumstances. He was the definition of fun and adventure.
Sometimes all you ever want is a little fun.
But too much of one's sweet indulgences will always leave a bitter taste in their mouths. Rex was a firework you loved to watch explode, fizzle, and flash vibrantly with all of his true colors. But what happens when the fireworks are too loud? What happens when the fireworks are too bold? What happens when the fireworks burst too close to your home? What happens when the fireworks are simply.... too much?
You dispose of them. Tuck them away into a closet until you get board and long to see their violent bursts again.
Rex was a skeleton in your closet. You didn't bring him up to family or friends--not because you were ashamed, moreso you didn't find it necessary. He was just a firework to watch until he fizzled away from your mind. His ambers always remained in your gyri for his body, for his face, and occassionally his personality.
But sometimes, you really wished he'd just stay in his place.
He thrusts faster into you, pounding, needy, desperate and depraved. What once felt so thrilling, so desirable, so irresistible, has become so.... so.... monotonous. It wasn't the sex that ruined things, it was him.
Assembly lines have changed the world forever. People gained jobs, capitalistic societies thrived, and consumers ate up every new appliance and car and cosmetic that released. But assembly lines were exploitative, coldly formatted to prioritize profit over people, and greedy.
Rex gained respect, Rex thrived in action-packed environments, Rex ate up every ounce of attention, and Rex.... was just a faulty firecracker designed to maximize your gratification until you decide to recall because he oversupplied, and you wanted more of him in ways that did not correspond to his ideas. Rex changed your world forever.
You couldn't care less about his job, his life, or his friends, not when he was inside of you. But now, that wasn't even enough because of course it wasn't. Rex could work in his place in line, tending to your conveyor belt for hours upon hours in a day, and you'll only ever pay him with half-hearted honeyed affirmations and the occassional peck on the cheek. Yet you'll still command more from him. You were as affectionate as Tyson Foods, or Apple, or Google, or Amazon, or whatever big wig corporation had a CEO with a warm smile and a cold way of life.
There was better than Rex. There always was and always will be.
If you desired, you could get a replacement by next evening.
Rex massaged your spot, whimpering and muttering: "Why.... why are you so quiet, baby? Is it not good enough?"
He sounded.... different from his usual cocky demeanor... scared. It was as though the entirety of his worth as a person, as a man, as Rex Splode, as Rex Sloan... rested between his thighs.
....
The fear that filled his body fueled his fiery passion further as he hoisted you up and pounded. This time, you moaned. An authentic, genuine moan that filled the room and gave Rex the validation he needed to gain that sense of machismo. The kind of masculinity that was as secure as the neglected mechanical cogs on a calculated conveyor belt. Rex was monotonous and loud, but by god did he have a use.
He slides out before slapping himself back in with a clap of flesh while he whispered....
"My baby.... my baby..." He huffs between steamy kisses and loud claps. His words synchronized with the sounds of his thrusts as he continued.... "You're my baby, say it to me...."
You bite your lip, not from pleasure--no, no, no, that candle put itself out long ago--but rather resistance, rebellion, apathy, reluctance, everything that Rex would define as "shitty." But you humored him, striking the match to light his fuse as you pant out, "I'm your baby, Rex. I'm your baby."
Rex was a firecracker you always set off when you wanted a show and you always made sure to set him off into a lake when he was too much. To bet on losing dogs is the very definition of insanity. But Rex places his stamp down and pays the price every time. He knows. He knows that what he's doing is wrong, seeing Kate behind your back, talking to Eve, touching other people, only to bury himself deep into you. He didn't deserve you. He knew that. But he loved you so, so much. You were perfect, affectionate enough to keep him coming, but distant enough that he could never worry about genuinely losing a bet. That was until he heard you laugh with him, not at him, or when you were so forgiving, and loving.... where did you go? You don't even look him in the eyes during sex.
But that night.... you did.
And it gave Rex the foreign feeling of butterfly houses populating with heat insulated.... he couldn't help but hiss at you through clenched teeth, "I wanna feel it.... you looking in my eyes when I come..."
To bet on losing dogs is the very definition of insanity. Deep beneath the depths of his hearth through the cracked stonework and sooted walls of his personhood, lied the burned letter he always sought to ignore.
You don't love him. He can tell by the way you always gaze at his body and dismiss his words, how you craved him for his looks and not his jokes, and how even after you drained him, you still commanded more. You never asked how he was doing, you just always focused on "making him feel better." Except he never did. But he loves you so.... for whatever reason, he does.
He loves you so much that he'll cry to himself over his infidelity even though you couldn't care less if he left you today. He hates himself for it but christ, he needs someone that's you but.... isn't like you. He stopped going after Rae, Kate, and Eve. He started seeking people who looked as close to you as possible. Some nights, he'd even pay a prostitute extra to let him call them by your name, or to dye their hair like yours, and so on. Or when he watches porn.... he always tries to find one where the bodies, the actors, and the sounds were as close to you as possible because he knows it will never truly happen. For once, sex was something that made Rex miserable.... how can he possibly enjoy you when he has to sleep knowing that if it weren't for his anatomy, you would leave?
If he can't make you stay with his jokes, or his meals, or his fireworks from charged coins, he only had one last thing.... his body.
He loves you so much that he actively bets on his losing dog. He sees you and he knows that you are bound to fail him everytime without trying because that's exactly your problem. You don't try.
You don't even care.
He could sit there in his car and scream how he loves you, but whether he screamed in the car alone, or screamed right there in your home you still left him alone. As long as he came back to bed bare, only then would you truly acknowledge him and hold him.
Finally, Rex reached his peak and lets go, only to make sure you reached yours, too. As you cum, it wasn't a powerful crash of waves, it was a poltergeist of pleasure that throbbed throughout your body. But Rex knew this was all he could do. He knows you're bored of him now.
........
In the middle of cuddling you, Rex finally snaps bitterly:
"Why don't you ever say my name when we fuck? You don't even look at me!"
But when he said that, he looked to see you scrolling away on your phone. Inattentive, careless, and inconsiderate as always. He bets on losing dogs.
Then he decided to tell you the truth....
"I've been seeing other people. Kate, Rae, Eve, and others." He confessed whilst firmly looking at you with those green eyes lit with determination; a faulty firework ready to blow up into the lake once more.
He sat there in silence, expecting you to get angry, cry, scream, or do something indicating that you do care about him.
When he is met with silence, he instigated further.
"You tasted her. Every time you went down on me, you tasted them, 'cause I ain't washing my sins, baby!" He exclaimed with bravado, he knew everything. He knew you were just putting on a front.... you do love him, you care for him, that you were worth losing every bet, that you were worth placing every bet down like a deranged gambler, that you weren't his losing dog, that you were his, that he'll break your heart, that he'll make you cry, and then it'll all be okay. He knew---no, he knows, everything. Even if you are dry and you can't keep up, he knows it'll hurt.
But it didn't hurt like he thought it would.
After he confessed his infidelty and clutched his plastic pride, all you did was roll over and tiredly mutter to him,
"Make sure you get tested tomorrow. I don't wanna have to take antibiotics 'cause of you."
And just like that.... you set him off and briefly witnessed his burst into the lake. He gets up, agitated and shouting at you, but you have long fell asleep. Realizing he was losing on your side, he went to the bathroom and wrapped his lips around the faucet before turning it on to the highest setting.
Through gargles, choked sobs, fizzled sorrows, and longing ambers being flooded by metallic water, he coughs up remains before pulling out the diamond ring in his pocket. It wasn't flashy, it was cheap, but it was a promise. The promise to be better, the promise to stay by your side, the promise.... to bet on another losing dog.
With a somber gaze that pawned off his emerald eyes, Rex places the ring onto the sink; ready to place down yet another stamp that's long dried after so many bets. The diamond was starting to yellow. He didn't hurt like he thought it would.... he told you the truth with the hopes of having your love at last, and all you did was reduce him to a urine sample. All Rex is left with a quiet place to scream how he loves you. He knows that the promise to stay by your side is a guarantee lose, but he's become nothing but a poor gambler.
So he fizzles into the bowl of the sink, and bursts into the lake... ready to work another shift in the assembly line that was your manufactured love. He'd bet on losing dogs anyday. He wouldn't have it any other way.
Because to bet on losing dogs, to fail by your side, to be stuck in your assembly line, was to know everything.
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hi this is the same anon who sent that post earlier about being frustrated with the reader in a lot of salesman fics. i saw someone already replied in the comments asking for a male reader, but if you would be willing to do one for a femdom reader that would be amazing! i don’t really have a preference for kinks, whatever you feel like would happen is good!
as always i hope you have a good day!
- anon (:
Super sorry for just answering! I've been so busy with school. Ok! Yes! This is now a project in progress! Pegging the salesman!!!!
AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH----
James Sunderland... I KNOW hes a sad wet puppy but like.. I need that blonde man to gently dom me and praise me and encourage me hhhhhhh
don't do this to me rn 😩😩 the softest soft dom to ever soft dom
i just know he says things like "there we go." "so good for me." "just like that, sweetheart." "feeling good, baby?" but even when you try to brat him at the hopes of getting him to be a little rougher, the only thing he does is quirk a brow with a soft tilt of his head and it has you crumbling back down to him. he def laughs and kisses your cheek when you pout and deflate into his arms because he brought you back to him again. just like he always does <3
when he overstims you and you start whining that it's too much and you cant come again, he goes "yes, you can, baby." "please baby, do it for me" and he says it all whiny and begging as he continues to make you feel good. KISSES. SO MANY KISSES. he cant and wont stop kissing you and your pretty body while he makes you come over and over again.
taking all of his cock inside you for the first time and he's holding your hips so gently as he coos at you with stuff like "easy, honey, let me do it." "taking all of me so well, baby." and his voice is so fucking nice to listen to; all reassuring, loving, and trusting. when you ride him for the first time, his hands stay on your thighs as he lets you take him at your pace. mainly because he loves watching how your face scrunches in pleasure as his cock hits your sweet spots and fills your pretty hole. "gonna take all of me? yeah?"
im gonna stop here before i turn this into a 12 page essay
WLW smut is so much more comforting than lesbian porn. WLW smut is real and raw... lesbian porn is repulsive cuz male gaze.... I'm genuinely so thankful I found a wlw space on here. It makes me more comfortable with the sapphic aspect of my pansexuality. As someone with a bad case of internalized homophobia due to their sexuality being fetishized for years... I thank you for posting this. From the bottom of my heart, thank you.
Reap What You Sow ~Post-S21!Daddy!Olivia Benson xFem Sub!Reader
Summary— Set in post season 21, where Liv is Captain. Reader decides to tease Olivia throughout the day and smutty punishment ensues later that night when Liv can finally do something about it…
Mommy… Master List
Requests & Prompt-List
Warnings: NSFW, 18+!!, smut, fingering, semi-public smut, spanking, daddy kink, degradation, praise, implied orgasm denial, degradation kink, praise kink, impact play, teasing, implied future smut, etc.
Enjoy (;
Your head hung low, over your shoulders and over the woman’s knees. It was after hours and you were bent over Olivia’s lap in her office. With another sharp crack to your barren ass, you jolted up slightly and let out a desperate mewl.
“Six—teen Daddy!!” You cried out.
You expect to feel another sharp smack to your ass, but instead you felt the woman’s hand gently rubbing your pink flesh.
“That’s it, such a good girl for Daddy.” Olivia cooed.
Pretty soon, her fingers trailed in between your legs and past your panties. She found your slick core, drenched in arousal, so wet it made you dizzy.
“Ooh Baby you’re soaked…” Liv purred, “Did Daddy make you this way…?”
You nodded vigorously, as one of her digits swiped through your folds.
“Yes yes all for Daddy, so wet for Daddy…!” You mewled.
After bringing her arousal coated digit up to her mouth and licking your juices clean off, the brunette gently caressed and squeezed your supple skin. Your body was left burning for more.
“Have you learned your lesson, sweetie…?” Liv condescendingly cooed.
You nodded vigorously.
“Yes Daddy yes yes please…!” You pled, “I’m sorry mm sorry—!”
“Sorry for what, baby…?”
“Mmm sorry for dressing up…! Sorry for distracting you!”
“You mean, you’re sorry for dressing like a slut, right…?? Daddy’s girl can’t just show up to work dressed to whore herself out… no matter whether Daddy will see her or not…” Liv spat.
You bit your lip and tensed up, as her digits dug into your left ass check possessively as she spoke. You let out a desperate mewl and nodded swiftly.
“Yes Daddy, I’m sorry please…!! I’m sorry I’m such a slut, can’t help it Daddy!” You babbled.
Your ass was smacked with a swift Crack!! again. This one went all to your core, as you felt your juices start to leak down your thighs.
“Oooooh Seventeen D-daddy!!” You cowled.
“Beg Daddy to give you mercy.” Liv demanded.
“P-please please Daddy— I… I need you Daddy!! I need your cock or your fingers or your mouth or anything Daddy please… I’ll be good I promise, Mmm so sorry Daddy pleaseee…!!” You begged.
In one fluid motion, two of Olivia’s fingers snaked back in between your legs and slid inside your gushing cunt. They pumped and curled inside you, making your toes curl and your mouth foam. You wanted to scream in pleasure, but you bit your tongue.
“Such a good girl for Daddy…” Liv cooed lustfully.
~~~
Olivia Benson Masterlist
SEE, YOU GET IT, OMG, WE NEED TO BE FRIENDS CUZ THIS MAN LIKE THIS MAN I JUST SHSNSN
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Need him.
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...
Bro I need more brat-taming Rex content ong you do it so well!
Bratty power bottom! Rex and GN reader smut drabble
Bratty Power Bottom Rex! Who makes it his personal mission to piss you off all day long—just for fun. Whether it's the smallest teases or full-on flirting with the nearest hot guy or girl, Rex makes sure you're watching every second of it. He’ll lean in too close, laugh too hard, let his hands linger just long enough to get your blood boiling. And when your jaw clenches or your eyes darken? That’s his favorite part. He lives for it.
Bratty Power Bottom Rex! Who will yank you away from whatever you’re doing, claiming it’s an emergency—only to shove you into the nearest empty room, lock the door, and drop to his knees like he’s starving. He’ll pull your pants down like it’s a race against time, stroke you just right, just fast enough to get you twitching at the edge… then stop. With a mischievous little laugh, he’ll lean up and whisper, “Sorry, babe,” like he didn’t just commit a crime. And before you can catch him, he’s gone—bolting out the door, giggling like a damn schoolgirl, leaving you hanging and pissed as hell.
Bratty Power Bottom Rex! Who gets exactly what he wanted when you finally snap. He’s biting into the pillow, muffling his own moans as you pound into him like it’s a punishment. And maybe it is. He gasps and begs for you to slow down, says he’s sorry, swears he’ll never tease you again—but you’ve heard that line before. He’s said it the first time. And the second. And the third. But the moment he can walk straight again, he’s right back to pushing every one of your buttons with that cocky little grin.
Bratty Power Bottom Rex! Who always seems to have one last round in him. You’ll collapse beside him after wrecking him good, thinking he’s finally done… until he pounces. Like a damn tiger. You never figured out how the hell he has the stamina to keep going, but somehow he does (three rounds is his limit, you’ve tested it). He’ll straddle you, dragging his fingers across every inch of your skin—everywhere except where you want him. He’ll twist your nipples just to watch you twitch before he starts grinding down, fucking himself on your cock—or strap on—while begging for you to touch his aching, untouched dick. Whining, panting, still so greedy for your attention.
Look at this man and TELL ME HE ISN'T A MUNCH!!! LIKE ONG HE A MUNCH HE EAT IT FOR LUNCH🗣🗣🗣🗣🗣📢📢📢📢‼️‼️‼️‼️
lord the peasants are so loud today
No cuz banning a whole fucking social media platform is crazy as hell and literally violates our freedom of speech. It goes beyond just "Oh, no more edits" it's "We cannot speak freely unless the government wants to ban us." Everyone is migrating to RedNote.... I can promise you that they'll find a way to ban it too. Anything that pertains to our right to speak, they will ban it. Especially if you talk about 🇵🇸. A teacher at my school was literally fired for being accused of "antisemitism" because she didn't agree with 🇮🇱.
Hey babes just wanted to come out here and say some stuff. Yes this is political and if you don’t have the same views as me you can unfollow me I don’t care.
Tik tok is officially banned. You can check rn and it will give you the pop up.
This needs to be taken very seriously so I’m gonna break this down.
1. This is dystopian as hell
2. If Trump brings it back he’s gonna get brownie points from the population who didn’t vote for him and get more from those who did. LISTEN. If this happens do NOT let this sway you into thinking he’s a good guy because he’s not. He’s not. Okay?
3. This is more than the loss of funny videos and hot edits, okay? This is a direct violation of the right to free speech and freedom of the press. The precedent that this case sets will be detrimental to the U.S. This opens the door to other non U.S owned apps being banned. This is a dictatorship.
I know this has all been said but this is so important you need to understand that. This is the time to speak out, make posts, go to protests or walkouts. Speak. Just speak.
No cuz, I'm just getting into Silent Hill 2, and I didn't get it at first, but after seeing remake James and the fics and all other James propaganda like I GET IT. I literally got converted.
For the James smut asks, I wouldn't mind your list of what kinks you think he has
Heck yeah nonnie, I sure can do that!
Warnings: smut, impact play, a bit of unhealthy sexual behaviours
James Sunderland kinks headcanons:
Praise/Humiliation kink: to you, he’s always willing to show you and himself how good of a partner he can be. He’s attentive, gentle and constantly praises and compliments you in the moment: how good you’re making him feel, how great you’re taking it or how fucking ready he’s to do anything you want. For him, he’ll enjoy either. Taking a slap hearing how pathetic he is for oozing pre-cum for you when you barely touched him? Heck yeah. Hearing gentle murmurs calling him “good boy” and how good he fucks you? He’s the happiest man.
Talking about slapping him - he will like impact play He asks for you to do that at one point and if you’re on board - he’ll ask for you to do that from time to time when he’s in the mood. Slapping across the cheek, or tugging his head by the hair. He’d be into that at times, his feelings of guilt and self-hatred never leaving for good. I believe he’ll also be not very knowledgeable about proper BDSM rules, so learning how to do stuff ethically will be on you, unfortunately. It will never delve into something very deep, so just mutual agreement before doing some things, or him asking to do something explicitly + safe word would do. I don’t think his habits would be very healthy tbh though. I don’t think he’d ever want to be rough with you in return. Though, if you’d ask him to spank your butt - he’d do that and enjoy it.
One thing that is also crossing borders with his tendencies is edge play. He’ll be a pathetic whimpering mess after a few times you deny him his orgasm. I don’t think he’ll be able to last for long, but a few rounds is something he could do. He’ll beg for you and cry when you stop and force him to wait yet again, yet he’s enjoying every second of it and the way the orgasm feels when you allow him to reach his peak at last. It’s the mix of emotional impact and the way it physically feels for him. With you he tried an edge play a few times - but you’re so pliant and sweet, that he cannot stop himself in time and with light chuckle he decides to just give you few orgasms instead.
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