Rex Sloan X Reader - Blog Posts

We always talk about "whimpering Mark" this and "Sub!Mark" that and it's great and all but like

WHAT ABOUT THIS BITCH?!

I want this mf brat tamed, spanked, slapped, hair pulled, spat on, teased, leaking, sweating, panting, barking, edged, denied, overstimulated, whimpering, screaming, begging, sobbing, whinning, shaking, and fucked until he can't think, walk, or talk. I need this mf tied to the goddamn bed, cock caged, back arched, and slammed into while his dumbass manbun gets tugged so he is forced to watch his reflection in the mirror get dumber by the second. I need him getting Eiffle Towered by a fem reader and a male reader, I need him going down on the reader, I need him to stop saying "Mama" and start saying "Mommy," I need him to get strapped in a chair and cucked by Mark like idc have Mark x Reader where Mark cucks Rex, or Mark cucking Rex with Eve, or fuck it, Mark having the reader and Eve, whatever it takes to humble Rex.

Someone said Rex is a good pup name, ong, PUT A COLLAR ON HIM AND TAKE HIM OUT FOR A WALK! GIVE HIM SNACKS, GIVE HIM LOVE, GIVE HIM AFFECTION, BUT ALSO GIVE HIM STRUCTURE, GIVE HIM ORDER, GIVE HIM PUNISHMENT, GIVE HIM A BONE TO BITE ON, GIVE HIM A LITTLE TUG AT THE LEASH.

And of course, call him a good boy, cuddle him, and give him a bath in the end cuz aftercare is everything👏🥳

My period just started, and it's making me horny and word vomit, yall I'm so sorry.

Anyway, if anyone gets inspired and writes something.... I'm looking forward to it👀

I was buying myself tampons yesterday and realized my input about them sounded like some shit Rex would say.

"Bought S Tampons 'cause that pussy S Tier."

I muttered that to myself while walking home, cuz y'know I was just carrying the box with no bag and destigmatize periods and stuff, only to realize that sounded like smth he'd say.

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.

Crossover Post: Characters who I know DAMN well would 100% talk you through it. 18+ female and male character list.

Women:

Beatrice (So Not My Type webtoon)

Definitely says "Good girl/Good boy/Good job, baby"

Super gentle when she tells you what to do and how to do it.

Commands disguised as requests.

"Could you do me a favor and rub my clit for me?" She'd ask with a sweet pout that you just can't say no to.

Maria (Silent Hill 2 Remake)

Major tease, but very supportive.

"You can do it, honey. I know you can." She says while she's literally edging you endlessly😭

She makes you pole dance for her while she watches and guides you through each dance.

"Spin around.... then drop, now slowly slink your way up.... beautiful. You look so good, doll."

Olivia (Law and Order: SVU)

Soft spoken, but firm with her commands. But if you act bratty, she'll definitely retaliate. She's only rough when provoked.

"Go on.... suck on my clit for me.... good job, sweetie. Now arch your back.... show me what you're hiding under those clothes..."

I could see her teaching you new positions and the best way to angle yourself.

She will softly command you to pleasure her between hot kisses

Eve (Invincible)

Whether she's the giver or reciever, best believe that she'll talk you through it (unless she's feeling more submissive)

She peppers your neck with soft bites, hickies, and kisses while she touches you. Groping, fondling, stroking, rubbing, regardless of your body, she'll be so thorough with you.... but never rough. That is, unless you ask her nicely.

"I know, baby, I know I'm going slow..... but if I went too fast, it'll end too soon!" She'd say softly with a sympathetic pout that had a teasing undertone.

"It's only 2 more hours.... you can do it.... I know you can. You can do anything." She'd say before kissing you while grinding against your body and massaging your most sensitive spot.

Men:

Graham (Transformers Rescue Bots)

He's super shy and embarassed, but he praises you so much while he talks to you!

"You take me so well, baby... don't.... don't rush it." He'd feel his face get all hot as the red tint of his skin creeps up to his cheeks before saying,"Just sink down... yes, slow and steady. Right.... now speed it up... rock your hips the way I taught you.... so perfect..."

Will literally encourage you like you're his student. Constantly praising every little thing you do to the point where you might get flustered or annoyed.

He likes to kiss you while you ride him.... making sure to guide you by your hips and give you the dorkiest, most lovesick cheesing smile ever.

James (Silent Hill 2 Remake)

Pathetic man who's desperate for every ounce of you.

Pants at the thought of you in his bed, let alone on his cock.

So when he talks you through it, it is sheer desperation, like a dog humping your leg.

"Please, baby, please, take me in your mouth. Yeah, just like that, so good, so good, oh god, your mouth feels so good, baby just keep sucking it, keep sucking it. I'll make sure you cum when you're done.... you deserve it, baby, you deserve everything, yes you do, oh fuck...."

Mark (Invincible)

It takes him a while to get into it, but when he does, he treats you as if you'll crack at the slightest touch.

He'll whisper the whole time, so quiet that nobody can hear, but so loud in your head.

Rex (Invincible)

"Shhh.... it's okay, you're okay. It's a tight fit, I know.... just tell me when to stop. Whenever, you say it and it'll all stop. You feel so good around me..... so fucking good, baby."

Very slow and steady with it since he knows Viltrumites tend to be a bit on the bigger side and he doesn't want to hurt you with his girth or strength.

Teasing bastard till the very end, definitely the type to pick on you while encouraging you to cum. Oh, but then that'd be going against his orders... oh well, guess you won't be able to cum for another 4 hours!

Talks you through it while making you watch yourself through a mirror. He likes the way you get embarrassed, it's cute.

"Look at yourself..." He'd say softly into your ear as he pounds into you. "Look at how good you're taking me... I'm so proud of you. So proud of my boy/girl/baby."

"I never said to cum. All I said was to take a look. You look so pretty/handsome/adorable like this. I really mean that, babe."

BRO A SUBBY MARK SANDWICHED BETWEEN ME AND REX WAS NOT ON MY BINGO CARD HOLY FUCK, PEAK! 10/10.

same anon who requested the mark x reader x rex. I really like it very much‼️‼️ how about smut with them but reader is the dominant and absolutely destroys mark and rex. If your not comfortable with it then normal smut is fine :333

Both? Both! Pt2

Hi! So glad you liked it! I can totally do smut no problem bestie I live for this :P

This is filthy

I rewrote this 2 times

This is so rushed don't hate me🙏

Switch Rex dom reader sub Mark

Marks a bottom no one can ever convince me otherwise

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Fooling around with 2 of the hottest heroes on the chats had to be crossing something off your invisible bucket list.

I mean, come on?!

Right now? You had Mark lying between your thighs, eyes sleepy as you combed fingers through his inky hair, and Rex was at your side. His arm across your shoulders, rubbing circles into the skin as you all watched a movie.

It was supposed to be a quiet night in with your favorite boys, but Rex never enjoyed quiet nights…

Small at first, light kisses on your neck, hand rubbing up and down you arm, whispering soft and dirty things in your ear.

Mark perked up, blinking as he watched with lidded eyes, “so pretty…”

Rex smirked, leaning down and slotting his lips on Marks and effectively waking him up fully. The two boys groaned, fighting for dominance as you rose to kneel beside them. Rexs pulls away from Mark, slotting his lips on yours while Mark kisses your neck and collar bone.

“Good boys…” you mumbled, shuttering when Mark used a bit too much force to bite down on your pulse. He whispered a pathetic “sorry” then continued like nothing was wrong. Rex chuckled, his hand in Marks hair as he pet him, “yeah…Mark her up, super boy…”

You huffed lightly, pulling away and moving to undo Marks pants. He stuttered with his breath, cheeks flushed as you began to shimmy his pj bottoms down and around his thighs, “babe you don't have to-AH~!”

He was cut off when your warm mouth took him fully, his eyes tearing with pleasure, “fuck baby…”

Rex smirked, moving in front of Mark who eagerly opened his mouth and flattened his tounge for his pretty boyfriend. Rex sighs, head rolling back,“good job…”

Mark hums around Rex's dick at his praise, feeling proud of himself. He keeps sucking softly, moaning to make Rex shutter. When you reach down to play with his balls, he gasps around Rex's length, his eyes fluttering closed. Fuck, that feels good.

Mark spreads his legs wider without thought, letting you lick his tip. He moans softly around Rex's dick, taking it deeper. "Mmmph," He tenses slightly as you lick his length like a lollypop, then suck on the tip.

He moans loudly around Rex's cock, the vibrations making Rex groan as well. The combination of your mouth and nails digging into his thigh sends waves of pleasure through him. He starts to suck Rex more eagerly.

Rex groans, leaning over to lift the bottom of your shirt up, revealing your ass and wet pussy. You moan as he sticks his fingers in you, crying out softly around Marks dick. Mark feels your moan vibrate against his dick, making him suck harder. He watches as Rex's fingers slide in and out of your wet pussy, making you whimper around his length. He starts to move his head faster, taking Rex deeper each time. "Mmmph..."

You full off Mark, face flushed and moans muffled by his fat tits. You lip his nipple, then take a bite.

Mark arches his back as you pull off his dick and start to play with his sensitive peaks. He whines softly, spreading his legs wider as you bite and suck on his chest.

"F-fuck..." Rex mumbled, He watches as you jerk Mark off, his pre-cum leaking out of his tip.

Rexs pulls out of his mouth with a wet pop, dick twitching, and moves to jerk himself off, swearing. “Mark…lay down…”

Mark quickly rolls onto his stomach, his round backside now on full display. He buries his face into your stomach as he traps you under him, spreading his legs slightly. He has no idea how sexy this position makes him. Your minds both go dirty - "Damn," Rex mutters softly, stroking faster.

“Eat her out.”

“Yeah,” you tease, pushing his head down, “eat me out.”

Tentatively, he extends his tongue, licking hesitantly along your slit. He shudders, surprised at the taste, but continues cautiously.

“What…? You like my taste?” you giggle between moans, pushing his hair back and away from his face. Mark blushes violently as he nods, his tongue darting out again to tentatively taste you. "It's... really good..." He admits shyly, looking up at you with curious eyes.

Rex snickers, rubbing his dick between Marks cheeks, “remind me to get a taste later.”

Mark squeaks as he feels Rex's thick dick slide along his crack, his face turning an even darker shade of red. He buries his face deeper into your pussy, licking more confidently as if trying to distract himself from the sudden sensation. "Mmmph..."

You moan, legs locking around his shoulders to cage his head. Mark whines muffled into your flesh as his shoulders are locked in place, his arms trapped beneath him. He's completely at your mercy now, his tongue lapping more eagerly as he realizes this position leaves him no choice but to please you.

Rex pushes in, moaning, “fuck! So tightttttt.”

Rex grasps his hair, tucking him slow, “heh..Mmm, you like that? Me fucking you as you eat our girlfriend out…?”

Mark nods eagerly, his eyes wide with a mix of pleasure and tears. He's completely lost in the sensation of being used so thoroughly, his body responding instinctively to the dual stimulation. "Mmm... yes... it feels so good..." He whimpers softly against your pussy. "Mmph..."

“Good…cause-ah…im gonna…fuck…” Rex whimpers, speeding up a bit. He reached under Mark, jerking him off, “come on pretty boy…get her to cum with us…”

Mark's eyes roll back at the sudden increase in speed and the sensation of being jerked off. He doubles his efforts, his tongue flicking against your clit with renewed vigor as he tries to make you cum along with them. "Ngh... fuck... fuck... ngh... mmph...!"

You're head falls back, moaning softly, “M-Mark…f-fingers-!”

Mark immediately slides two fingers into your wet pussy without hesitation, curling them upward to hit your G-spot. His brain is quickly rebooted by desperation as he tries to make you cum as hard as possible. "Mmmph... fuck... come on..."

I whimpered, clenching on his fingers as I see stars. The feeling of his coaxing an orgasm out along with the rhythmic flicking of his tounge makes you tense up, “FUCK!”

Mark's eyes widen with triumph as he feels you clench around his fingers, your juices coating them. He continues to lick and finger you through your orgasm, his own pleasure building rapidly from Rex's thrusts and the hand jerking him off. "Mmmph... fuck... I'm gonna..."

“Cum.” Rex smirks, squeezing his tip, “fucking do it.”

And he does, hot and stick ribbons as he crus out. Tears finally fall as Rex pounds hard as to chase his own release.

Rex swears, slapping marks ass before cumming with a grunt. His blunt nails digging into Marks ass.

You pant a laugh, watching Mark fall on you and Rex roll to your side.

“We…we should have done this when we all first met…”

I pat my myself on the back when I drew this.

rex thoughts i just had to get out of my head. gn! reader. kinda suggestive.

rex sloan who's awfully romantic.

rex sloan who can't keep his hands off of you — his hands are calloused yet his touch is gentle but firm, slipping underneath your shirt to feel the warmth of your skin, his lips against yours are insatiable.

biting down on your bottom lip, he breathes heavily at the small sound you let out at the action, his grip on your waist tightening as he lays you down on the bed, his hold on you not faltering in the slightest — his lip don't leave yours, as if the mere action of pulling away is going to hurt him.

and when he slips his tongue in your mouth, you're done for. you can taste the wine you two had shared earlier, that he had so proudly announced to you — he had stolen from immortal.

he presses his body against yours, his hands roaming up and down your body, not leaving a single inch untouched.

rex sloan who slowly trails kisses down your neck, he takes his time. each kiss leaving you burning up with a desire only he can fulfill.

your head is fuzzy and you barely register him tenderly brushing your hair away from your covered eye, tucking the strands behind your ear after pressing a kiss to them, the action almost reverent.

you send him a slightly surprised look, the difference between his earlier desperate, needy actions and this sweet tender gesture is definitely not good for your heart.

"what?" he tries to sound cocky and confident like his usual self but you don't miss the slight quiver in his voice.

rex sloan who gently cups your jaw in his warm hand, eyes sparkling with something you've never seen before, the intensity of his gaze burns your skin and leaves behind a flush, matching his own.

"wanna see both your eyes, pretty." he whispers, looking right into your eyes.

he flashes you his signature charming grin, although you can't help but notice how his eyes are filled with a certain fondness — a sincerity that makes your chest tighten.

rex sloan who, for the first time in his life, is ready to strip away all the walls he built to protect himself and is ready to bare his heart and soul to you.

rex sloan who's scared shitless, he's never been this open — he's never done this before, but he trusts you.

rex sloan who decides to give you his heart because you trust him — trust he's changed, that he's trying his best.

rex sloan who will never forgive himself if he disappoints you.

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