I Have A Naughty Thought Floating In My Head.

ya’ll don’t understand the pain when you try to search for x reader fics with a certain character only to find incorrect quotes or those short imagines with other characters

I have a naughty thought floating in my head.

Just imagine when you and Lucanis are doing 'adult' activities when his control over Spite slips and Spite takes over.

Your normally gentle lover is suddenly rough and groping at your plush thighs and tits. He's whispering filthy things in your ear about how he always has to watch, but now it's his turn.

Just a filthy thought in my head.

A/N: YOU LET THAT THOUGHT RUN FREE AND GIVE ME MORE.

Lucanis does it best to control Spite during the times whenever you two become intimate.

He knew you control himself, you did take down a god after all.

But he knew it would happen sooner or later even though he wished it would be much later. Lucanis knew of Spites desires for you, feelings....if things like him could even feel that way.

Lucanis knew he should have been more careful, should have drank more coffee since this was your anniversary after all but all it took was one moment, one small lite crack that Spite could slip through as the man made love to you.

A cry leaving left your lips, your hands pinned above your head as Spite gripped your lips tightly. Hips snapping into yours, leg hiked upon his waist as he roughly fucked you. He couldn't get enough, he wanted more.

More...more...more!

Your skin soft, he had to memorize this, memorize every inch of your skin, every blemish, every scare, he will remember.

"Sitting back...watching. No more! No more." Spite whispered in your ears as he hiked up your thigh more, slipping deeper in your warmth, your walls squeezing so deliciously around his shaft.

Giving your plush thighs a squeeze, his hands moved up your chest giving your breasts a squeeze as he let his thumb rub your nipple.

"Mine! Mine!" Spite muttered as he continued his thrusts. "I will fill you! Breed you! Make you mine."

Biting your lip, you let out another cry as you did your best to match his thrusts. Moans spilling from your lips, bed creaking, your mind in a fog.

It felt good, too good and in the back of your mind you were thinking of ways to convince Lucanis to share you with the spirit.

But right now you were going to enjoy this.

Y/n: *sneaks into the castle at 2am*

Marcus: *turns in a chair* care to tell me where you were?

Y/n: I was with… Uh......A....Aro!

Aro: *also turns in a chair* Care to- *keeps spinning* Marcus I can’t stop the chair.

Fr

A soft romantic girl who thinks about death and rough sex

Heyyy

Whatdya’ think about Frankie with a reader that pouts and whines when things don’t go her way?

-🍅

I think that secretly... Frank loves it. It's in his dom nature to deal with a brat dynamic and as an acts-of-service guy, it kinda always gives him the opportunity to "fix" something for you. It's like this little validation system that he seeks out to earn his "gold star."

The deli made your sandwich wrong and you huff and puff about it when you get home? Frank's now got himself a task to complete. He goes to the grocery store, buys every ingredient he needs, and makes the sandwich himself so he knows it'll be perfect. And then he gets to act a little grumpy but secretly pleased when you thank him like "Glad you're happy sweetheart. You were poutin' so damn hard that I thought you were gonna trip on your lower lip there."

And Frank would constantly be fixing situations just so he could tap his stubbly cheek and ask for kiss, which you'd gladly oblige.

The minute he'd see that pout on your face he'd just pat his lap and say "Come 'ere -- tell me what's wrong doll" and you'd climb into his lap and whine about whatever thing and he'd be swiping his thumb back and forth on your hip as he listened and giving you little "mmhmm" and "that right?" every now and then and then he'd come up with a plan like he always does which usually involved you getting comfortable on the couch while Frank set out to fix whatever problem you have.

Frankie with a reader that comes back from the “girls night” with a sternum tattoo? 😂

omg ok I think at first he'd be SO pissed like a Dad and then when the shock wore off he'd think it was so hot.

Maybe you even show up at home that night, still drunk and freshly tattooed. You'd be getting an EARFUL. First of all, you Ubered home when he very clearly and explicitly told you to call him for a ride when you were done so he's already jumping to his feet when he hears you fumbling with your keys at the door. And then you pull of your coat to reveal the hint of a tattoo?? Girl run.

"The fu--" his voice trails off at the sheer shock of it.

"It's a TATTOO," you exclaim with glee, tugging down the top of your shirt so he can see more.

"Yeah I know it's a tattoo sweetheart. Mind tellin' me what the fuck you were thinkin?!" he asks, gently touching the sealed and bandaged skin.

"Me and the girls went together!" you explain as if that actually answered his question. He swipes a frustrated hand down his face.

"What's the name of the place?" he demands, already planning to give the owner an earful about tattooing someone who was clearly inebriated.

"Jade Dragon," you reply in a sing-songy voice, bending to tug off a boot and stumbling to the side. Frank catches your fall by the elbow and shakes his head.

"The couch," he barks, "now," as he guides you over to sit. You comply, your ears still ringing gently from the loud bar. Frank tugs off your boots one at a time and then stoops to lift you, grunting as you do nothing to make the effort easier.

"New yoooooorrrrk," you sing into his ear as your arms are draped over his shoulders and your legs dangle around his waist, "concrete jungle where things are maaaddeee oooooof"

"Alright Alicia Keys," he says, plopping you on the kitchen counter and filling up a glass of water, "Drink," he adds, putting the glass up to your lips.

You take a single small sip and place it down but Frank scoops it up again and hands it back to you, "nah nah, all of it."

As you sip the water and yap about the events of the evening, Frank quietly assess the damage on your chest, unbuttoning your shirt and squinting to to get a better look at the black ink. Through the protective film he sees two gothic initials: FC.

He stands and flicks his eyes to your face and stares for a beat while you keep talking before he cups your head in his hands and gives you a tender kiss and then plants two more on your nose and forehead in quick succession.

"What am I gonna do with you huh?" he asks, taking the glass from your hands and lifting you again to get you ready for bed.

jason todd can’t stop staring at your lips. it’s kind of embarrassing actually, how obsessed he is. he hasn’t even kissed you yet but just the sight of them pulling into a smile, lip balm shiny, is enough to have his head spinning. he thinks it’s adorable when you pout, your lower lip poking out. he wants to know what it would be like to bite it — gently! — until it’s puffy and swollen. he grips the restaurant table so hard it starts to creak when you look up at him through your lashes, mouth wrapped around the straw of your milkshake. stiff as a rock in his jeans and desperate for relief but he can’t because you’re in public and he’s terrified of scaring you off.

he’s so, so embarrassed that sometimes he doesn’t comprehend a single thing you’ve said when you get to rambling because he gets lost in the way your mouth moves. how you form the vowels and the consonants, the barest flick of your tongue against teeth. the hint of a shine when the light hits just right and he gets all wrapped up in thoughts of if you’re wearing gloss or if your lips just naturally look that perfect.

just, jason todd that wants to kiss you so bad and he thinks he’s being soo slick about it when he couldn’t be more obvious if he tried. maybe you’ll let him kiss you tomorrow. if he’s good.

One batch, Two batch. Penny and Dime.

HEADKANONS MK1 | "REACTING TO THE VOLUME OF THEIR BULGE APPEARING IN YOUR BELLY" - 𝐒𝐌𝐔𝐓 𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 + 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐊

TW: size kink, afab anatomy, pet names, v!sex, hard smut, not reviewed.

BI HAN, SHAO KHAN, SHANG TSUNG, KUNG LAO, KUAI LIANG, JOHNNY CAGE, BARAKA.

Fucking him on top of you was always too intense to be true, he was a big man compared to you - and he made a point of making this dynamic very clear, he loved power, how it made him feel so powerful and relentless in compared to your small body, he could easily break you and that was fucking exciting for him. You opened your legs for him like a needy slut for his cock, while he poured a series of delicious degradations in your direction, going with two fingers up your wet and needy hole, while his other thick hand came against your face, forcing you to watch his fingers aggressively work on you, saccharistically placing the blame on you for having such a tight pussy - he loved how tight you were, but he also loved seeing you blush with embarrassment.

"-Oh come on angel... Don't be shy..." He moaned, smiling roguishly, while placing his dick on top of your pussy, making a comparison to your entrance, his hard dick reached your navel easily. He made a quick movement, without any warning, making you jump and arch your sides in a loud moan that echoed through the walls, he placed his hands on your hips, running his thumbs over your skin, soon seeing the bulge that formed on your skin, he could see his own cock taking you, it was too much for him, a primitive moan, perhaps even animalistic, left his lips, as he accelerated with all his might, moaning with every movement he could see under your skin, knowing that he was filling you completely, he is totally arrogant about it, taking one of your hands and taking you to the place.

"-Feel it baby... This is the power I have over you, only I can fuck you like this, you hear? Only I can fill you like this." he moaned hoarsely, smiling as he sped up even more, he was going crazy with every movement seen outside of your womb, he loved it, he loved being so strong compared to you.

"-You're going to cum, right? After all, you love a huge cock inside your little pussy." He placed his hand on your waist again, marking with his thumb where his dick went, while he leaned in and whispered in your ear between screams of pleasure. "-I'm going to fill your fucking uterus with my semen, and breed in that beautiful pussy, right?"

LIU KANG ,RAIDEN , TOMAS VRBADA, KENSHI, ZEEFFERO, QUAN CHI, HAVIK, REIKO, SYZOTH.

Fucking him while you sit on his dick, with his body sitting on the messy bed - sex before bed, with all the passion and with the intention of killing the longing he felt for you during the day, he knew it was a: A big, strong man, his muscles overcame the clothes he wore - he loved holding you in his arms, suspending you around, while he fucked you in every corner of the house.

He would kiss you passionately, while your hands went behind the back of his head, while his eyes slowly opened, seeing his hard cock, close to your pussy, the comparison was huge, he was always afraid of breaking you, often he just he would let you rub yourself against his thigh or over his dick, without any penetration or even inserting just the tip of his shaft, but when you asked for more he would back away, even if you begged for more, he was a patient man.

But that patience ended a while ago, and he needed that. He moaned more, as he watched you slowly sit on his cock, warming him with your heat, the sound of your wetness, he grinds his teeth as he felt the paradise of your walls squeeze him, he would try to ask you if you were okay, but soon he would see the bulge in your belly, making him tense with desire and moan loudly as he threw his head back.

"-Fuck dear, look at this... Mmm- Ah I can't control myself Mmm-" he then made a quick movement with his hips, thrusting everything inside you, stretching you wide open, as he always wanted. His strong, veiny hands met your hips, squeezing the soft flesh, while his eyes focused on the length that was exposed under your belly, making him grunt and sputter, passing his fingers with each thrust of your cunt. on him, drooling the thick length inside you - he was addicted, the vision of filling you up completely, and seeing you feeling pleasure with him slamming the fat head of his dick repeatedly into your sweet spot, made the big guy cum without warning someone, filling you with cum, with hard thrusts and even bordering on pain with so much pleasure, like a thin line of desire.

"-Ah- fuck, I'm going to fill you up... C-cuming-" he screamed as he emptied his thick and viscous contents into you, the sensation was overwhelming, leaving you with even more volume in the uterus, even with him slowly leaving you.

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