Can I Request NSFW Headcanons For Killmonger?

Can I request NSFW headcanons for Killmonger?

Killmonger NSFW Alphabet | Headcanons

Author Note: They requester didn’t specify the gender so it’s neutral, and I didn’t know what to write for the headcanons so I did the alphabet template which is from @the-coldest-goodbye

Warning(s)⚠: Sub/Bottom Killmonger (we only do Dom/Top reader on this blog)

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

This man does not like to sleep in a mess so he insists on showering (which may or may most lead to more sex,) and even cleans the sheets before finally laying down to relax and cuddle depending on his mood

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

On himself chest and arms, he loves the scars he’s imprinted on his chest and he’s proud to show them, his arms are his main work out point so this man is clearly buff when it comes to them

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

He takes a while to cum but once he does it’s a pretty large amount, but he isn’t a big fan of you cumming inside of him he prefers for it to be on him like his thighs or back, and even likes it in his mouth

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He’s a bit of a masochist, like he’s into impact play, or getting his nipples pinched, or something even a little extreme like getting a cigarette put out on him, I mean we saw what he did to his own body this man is definitely into some freaky shit

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Well experienced but not overly, he was in the military and mainly focused on his goals but as we saw in the movie he’s clearly had his fair share of sex but he hasn’t had the chance to explore most of his kinks yet

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

The power grab, it’s basically doggy style but, it’s when the dominating partner keeps their partner on their knees while holding their arms back. This is perfect for choking him or and whispering nasty talk into his ear from behind, it gets him going

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

He’s not that goofy but he might make a few jokes or comments just to be bratty

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

I see him as the kind of guy who is both messy and neat I’m his life and while he prefers messy sex, he’s very well groomed down their trimmed nicely and everything

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He’s not the most inmate person in general, and he probably doesn’t like too much intimacy during sex either, but there’s those days where the sex isn’t rough or messy it’s just passionate and slow and the eye contact is prolonged

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Masturbates like any normal person but not really that much, he doesn’t feel the need to if y’all can both satisfy your needs but if your busy or he can’t see you he’ll do it in the shower thinking about the last time you two had fucked

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

BDSM,

Impact play,

Spitting,

Marking,

Knife and Gun play,

Choking

And slight exhibition

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Like I just mentioned, he’s into a little bit of exhibition so alleys, a bus, and bathrooms are good with him

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

The way he kissed his girl in the movie after a heist? He’s definitely into that adrenaline rush and the thought of getting caught or doing some reckless and dumb is a turn on for him

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

Either age play or foot stuff, not really something he’s ever been interested in or wants to do

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

Receiving, he’s very good at giving head but he does perder receiving, but don’t worry this man is good with both his mouth and his tongue, they can work wonders on anything

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

I mentioned before that this man is rough and fast but has his slow and sensual moments, but most of the time he prefers it hard and rough, he wants to fuck until either one of y’all have passed out

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

Loves them, they’re conviene when he’s busy so they’re not exactly uncommon in your relationship and you two often sneak away from the crowd

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Most definitely, he loves danger and the high he gets from it so he would be down to be risky as long as no one gets traumatized by accident from y’all

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

He has amazing stamina, mans could go on for hours on end, but to make it realistic let’s say about 4 to 5 rounds and he lasts for a while

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He doesn’t own many toys, just classic things like ropes and handcuffs that he’s willing to use on you or himself but he’s open to using your toys if you have any

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He’s such a big tease, he likes to make you jealous as well, I’m his opinion it adds more spice to the sex, and he ain’t wrong, the build up from all the teasing makes the sex all the more lust filled

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

Not particularly loud but he often just grunts and pants a lot along with some light groaning, and sometimes lets out low moans occasionally, but if your lucky and it’s been a while since you two have done it, he will let out a string of low moans

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He likes being restricted and having you take control and use him as some kind of toy, he won’t say it but you can tell because he immediately shuts up those annoying bratty comments of his

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

If we’re talking about dick, average length but is girthy, has non prominent veins on the side and his cock is the same color as his ski with the top just a tad but lighter

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

His libido isn’t that high but he does often have a craving for it either and can wait for a few weeks but he’ll be real needy and more bratty/clingy which is a sight that is very rare

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

After his whole cleaning process he doesn’t sleep immediately, he talks to you for a little about random things or even about the mind blowing sex y’all just had leasing you to most likely fall asleep first and him following you afterwards

Props to the creator this well written and had me hooked the entire way through this deserves more attention and it just convinced me to write my nasty dirty thoughts about Miguel, feel free to send requests about it 😩

Feral! Miguel O'Hara x Top! Male Reader

Summary: Miguel returns to his personal break room after a fight to heal, but forgets to replenish his spider DNA serum, turning him feral. since you’re a spiderman similar to him, he needs to be fucked to be stabilized.

words: 3k

warnings: breeding, wrestling, anal sex, biting, smut

A tired Miguel emerged into his personal break room as a portal from an alternate reality closed behind him. He had spent the last few hours fighting and capturing another anomaly in the wrong multiverse. Body aching from being thrown into buildings, throat parched from yelling orders along with being mentally drained from an old lady that repeatedly hit him as he tried to direct her to safety. Slumping tiredly onto his couch, groaning as he continued to sink into the comfort. He remained still, quietly waiting for his supernatural abilities to kick in and do the healing for him then realized that it was progressing much slower than usual. Soon everything began to heat up around him, pupils dilating and contracting and the suit felt more tightening.

He attempted to stand on his feet before a wave of intense pain and pleasure washed over him causing him to fall, landing on the hard floor. Claws protruding unwillingly from his fingers, muscles tense as his breathing picked up from the sudden wave of heat, fangs feeling much heavier in his mouth. Miguel felt helpless laying on the ground, gasping as it continued to ripple throughout his body after realizing too late that he forgot to intake the serum after returning.

“F-fucking shit, this c-can’t be hap-happening! Not now!” Miguel spat out through gritted teeth as he attempted to resist the sensation sweeping over him, dick growing increasingly aroused. Moaning as he began dryly humping the ground for any form of friction to ease his growing needs. He didn’t even hear any approaching footsteps until an all-too-familiar voice spoke through a door, cursing under his breath. That was the last word he said before fully succumbing to his desires, a low growl rumbling in his throat.

“What couldn’t be happening?” You asked through the door. You were with Miguel earlier, along with the other spider people, captured an anomaly stuck in the wrong dimension. The man in question had asked to see you after imprisoning the anomaly in a trap box to report on the current status of the last reality. When you came up to his office which was seemingly empty, you scanned around the room until your senses began tingling; warning that a strange presence radiated from a rather hidden door in the back. Tracking it down, you honed your hearing to any noises present coming from the door. Only to then discern it was Miguel, making questionable noises that were having an odd affect on you. A flicker of a small flame, lit within you.

“Miguel? Are you alright? I’m getting strange vibes in there. Talk to me.”

You could hear incomprehensible speech and hissing as a loud thunk crashed onto the ground, followed by a low moan. Your face slowly heats up at the possible thoughts of what may be occurring, but this wasn’t the time for your silent desires held for the man to emerge.

Hand on the knob you twisted it before speaking out, “I’m going to open the door if you don’t stop me right now!” You could hear scattering as the door opened, revealing what appears to be a softly dimmed room. Carefully stepping in, you looked around and noticed claw marks on the floor and walls, along with a table flipped over. After completing a full circle around the room, you placed your hands on your hips confused when your senses could not pick up a presence.

"What is this, hide and seek? Thought you said it was childish when I did it to you-" You were cut off as you were tackled to the ground, a strong grip on your shoulders pinning you down. Pain surged as the claws teared into your skin. Peering up at your attacker was Miguel, who looked more feral than usual as he towered over your face, angrily bearing his fangs. His head turned to the side of your neck, grazing over your veins before sinking his fangs - lapping at the blood spilling. You let out a groan, feeling your dick stirring at the action. The flame within you grew brighter, enough to light up a small campfire.

“Hey now, if you wanted to initiate something with me. This wasn’t really what I had in mind, yanno?” You quipped, attempting to push him off with your legs. Though it seemingly felt useless as he’s much stronger than you in terms of strength. Detecting resistance, he growled pushing you deeper into the ground until his body shuddered and let out a soft whine, losing power over you. Taking the opportunity, you quickly switched your positions around before exerting force to his wrists above his head, locking his legs around yours at the same time.

“It’s over Miguel, I have the high ground. So let’s start talking, yeah?” You said, taking the time to fully analyze his current state as he thrashed around, attempting to break free.

His hair was disheveled from its usual swept back appearance, brown eyes tinted with red, and lips lightly stained with blood from what would be assumed of yours. What mainly held your attention was the hard dick pressed up against your own, albeit not as hard… yet. More logs, added to the flame. Paying even more attention, Miguel had long since begun rutting on you, releasing soft whines that progressively got louder. Face flushed, his cries got louder until moved your hand down to his hips, forcing them to still.

Upset by your actions, he began squirming once again in your grasp trying to gain any friction on his straining dick. Entertained by this you let out a chuckle at his actions, “I didn’t take you for a bitch in heat Miguel. I don’t mind fucking you senseless if that’s what you want.”

For the first time, your words seemed to have been processed in his mind. Perhaps at the words “bitch” and “fucking you senseless” was all he took away. And from what you could interpret, Miguel seemed to be more compliant as he waited, staring into your eyes for your next move.

You trailed your hand from his hip across his torso, feeling the toned firm abs on your palm. Closing your eyes, you heightened your sense of what his soft skin must feel like underneath. It wasn’t your first time running your hands along his abs, as you had decided to join his customary workout session. More like you invited yourself claiming that steel-ton trucks weren’t going to be handled by just anyone. He begrudgingly sighed refusing to argue although he didn’t put up much of a fight and the next morning you stood in front of the gym, duffel bag slung across your shoulders with Miguel at your side.

The gym had been far greater than your own personal gym’s dimension, but what really made the place shine was watching a slightly sweaty Miguel performing curl ups beneath you as you held down his legs. He didn’t ask you to but rolled his eyes while hearing you proclaim that proper positioning of the feet were important to ensure a safe workout. His face was lightly scrunched as he focused on completing his sets, your eyes lingered on his chest that were more profound and round each time he came up and traveled to his torso, abs showing due to sweat clinging onto the shirt. You didn’t even realize Miguel had finished his sets and begun looking up at your face as he laid on the ground, chest heaving, trying to maintain his normal breathing.

The tension was palpable between you two, as it had been whenever you were both left alone in a room. Moving your hands from his legs, tracing at his abs but before you could slip your hands under his shirt to feel more, a stranger rudely interrupted your rather boner-inducing moment by asking to use the area if you both were done. Miguel let out an annoyed click before standing, clearing his stuff out and proceeded to the pull up bars. You stared daggers into the strangers back, gritting your teeth, before returning to completing the rest of your workout, huffing as you went along and closed your eyes embedding the view into your head; opening them at the sight of Miguel’s thrashing beneath you as your mind had carried you elsewhere away from him. Hear swarmed within your body, as much bigger logs fueled the flames.

You let out a chuckle and gripped at his suit before tearing the fabric apart on his thighs. Asking that he’d forgive you later, Miguel hissing at you before quivering, at the cold hands felt on his skin. Palming his dick on your hands, not willing to give him just what he wants so soon. Miguel let out a drawled moan as he pushed hips up, applying more pressure on his leaking dick, aching for more.

No longer able to resist your own throbbing prick, you removed your hand from his cock and went to release your own from its imprisonment, making the mistake as your grip on his wrists loosen. Miguel seized the opportunity and broke free, wrestling your own arms for control. Snarling as he pushed you back slightly which was short lived as your hand returned — after managing to pull your pants down — grabbing at his arms and flipping him around, laying flat on his stomach. You pressed the side of his head into the floor, hissing at his ear.

“Stay down like the bitch you are and take it.” you snapped shoving three of your fingers into his mouth, lining your cock at his cheeks, fucking those fat globes hidden underneath his tight suit. Tearing at the fabric, giving you more leverage to his ass. Miguel moans around your fingers, sucking and coating them in his spit as you increase the pace. “Gonna fill you up so good,” you huffed into his neck, marking the sensitive skin, “Won’t stop till you’re full of my seed, carrying my kids.” Miguel whimpered, cock twitching at the thought of being bred so thoroughly in order to carry your children inside of him.

You purred into his ear, loving the way he began losing himself more to the pleasure. “You like that? Breed you full of my kids inside your cunt, huh?” Miguel whines got louder, desperately moving his hips further against your own in response. You slipped your fingers out his mouth, rimming around his entrance before slipping inside. At first, you toyed with him, simply thrusting it in and swirling it around, but hearing his broken whimpers you curled the finger relishing at the sounds.

Miguel’s face altered between pain and pleasure as you slipped the second finger in. Stretching the ring in scissoring motions as he jerked weakly back into your fingers, cock straining against his torso, swollen tip leaking onto the floor desperately wishing for more.

You tutted at his actions, shoving his hips down on the ground — digging your nails into his side. “Last warning love, I’ll have to web you down on this floor. Is that what you want?” Miguel turned to his side, face flushed and glaring into your eyes, a low growl emitting from his throat that was cut off with a yelp as you inserted a third finger. You pump your fingers in and out of his entrance, watching as he slightly arched his back and let out small mewls of pleasure. You could feel him forcibly relaxing as you readied him for your cock.

After a few more of these ministrations, you removed your fingers from and spat at your hand, coating your erection, aligning at his puckering hole. The thought of thrusting in with the lack of decent preparation crossed your mind as it would be pleasurable, but the second Miguel was sane he’d tear you to half, refusing to allow you anywhere near him. For a while at least. Flames had turned into a roaring bonfire, slowly dissipating your desire to hold back.

Taking it slow, you eased your way in, groaning as the tight crevice swallowed you deeper. Miguel gasped at the intrusion, squirming away as you plunged deeper into his, settling fully inside him. Your senses melting at the seams as intense flames of pleasure surged throughout your body, letting out a keen growl into his ear. The unknown wave of heat continued to boil within you, huffing steams of hot air from your nostrils. Your eyes slightly tinted red peering back at his own.

“Fuck, you feel so good baby, so fucking tight for me” you growled into his ear, nuzzling your face into his neck. “So fucking tight for me, gonna make you my personal cum dump.”

Miguel whimpered, closing his eyes and buried his head into the floor while the pain of the stretch died and anticipation of getting fucked full arose. He wiggled his hips back, hoping to entice your animalistic urge that you’ve been holding back to give him adequate time to adjust. You cooed at his submission to you and rewarded him with continuous hard thrusts, shoving your cock as deep as you could, flames consuming your entire body.

Miguel’s eyes rolled back, tongue lolling out, letting out broken cries, clamping down around your cock. There was a mix of pain at the brutal thrusts as he didn’t have the best preparation, but that didn’t matter as he continued to beg, throwing his ass back to meet your pace. Garbling nonsensical strings of ‘words’ that were stuck in his throat, cries of pleasure coming up instead.

You keened as you put more pressure into the grip on his hip, releasing your hold on his wrists and rammed your cock in, molding his ass so it would remember only you and your shape. The thought reeling you deeper into the unconscious, leaving only your carnal desires to devour you whole along with dumping all your cum into the man below, belly round - full of your cum. Miguel clawed at the ground bracing himself as you continued your onslaught, drool pooling at the edge of his mouth. He could barely think straight, the only thing he can remember is sitting at his chair before a scalding heat washed over him and now he’s being fucked into oblivion until his desire to be thoroughly bred satiated.

Miguel pressed his hips back and rocked against yours, not wanting to waste any drop of cum that could fertilize his children carrying within him. Seeing Miguel so pliant to be fucked full of your cum drove you to the edge, biting his neck which left a dark mark. Though it wasn’t enough to break skin, it will warn others that the bitch was claimed and to stay away. Either way, the reaction that got out of the submissive man was a choked sob, body trembling before spurts of cum sprayed on his chest, dripping onto the floor. He collapsed underneath you, but still weakly tightened his hole around your cock, determined to milk it for all it’s worth.

Your thrusts became erratic as you neared closer and closer to eruption. Panting heavy into his ear you snarled, “Fu- fucking shit, here it comes baby. Don’t spill any of it bitch, got it?” Miguel whimpered, but obeyed as he mustered up all his remaining strength to clench his hole. Pushing your chest against his back, eyebrows furrowed in concentration as you soon let out a groan, hips jerking before stilling altogether. Strings of curses leaving your mouth, swearing that for a small moment your soul ascended towards a warm comforting light.

Miguel was in a similar disheveled state as you, though slightly worse off. His face laying in a pool of his own drool, red eyes dimmed as his brown eyes returned, claws retracting into his fingers and ass quivering to hold in your cum, slowly reaching its end.

You rolled to the side, cock still lodged in Miguel and ran your hand along his side, stopping to caress his stomach, feeling a slight bump that was undoubtedly your cum. Which was almost concerning as you had never come this much before, much less been this aggressive during sex with anyone, but you shrugged it off assuming that it was just different with Miguel, curling your arms around him. Speaking of the man, he let out a groan as he shakily turned his body to face you. Eyes piercing into your soul, face contorted in slight anger. You chuckled and ran your hand in his hair, caressing the side of his face, whipping off the drool gently.

“Welcome back my charming beast. Did your dashing prince break the curse?” You smiled, watching as Miguel huffed and rolled his eyes at you.

“It wasn’t a curse, I just lacked the necessary genes of a spider and lost control a little. It’s a side effect of sorts.”

“A little?” You eyed, glancing at the room covered in claw marks that matched the scratches on your shoulders and arms.

Miguel turned to the side, mouth creased.

“I’m sorry, this was a first for me too… I’ve never attacked someone before,” he quietly muttered under his breath. Seeing this, you huddled him close into your arms and kissed the top of his temple.

“Hey now, it’s alright. Nothing I can’t handle anyway, you forgetting that I’m Spider-Man?“ You chided, pressing your forehead against his. A small smile gracing his face as you both quietly waited to regain your strength. Falling in a trance of listening to one another's breathing, body’s conjoined as one.

“Say, when you were working on that DNA thing, was there a little bit of wolf involved?”

“No there wasn’t, stop talking. You’re ruining the moment.”

“So it’s just a cute little kink of yours to be bred by me?”

“We are NOT having this conversation.”

“My dick is literally still in you.”

Miguel grumbled and made a weak effort of pushing away from you, but you laughed it off, pulling him closer.

a/n: hey y’all, it’s a little bit late but here it is, in all it’s smutty glory. i would also like to say that my eyes have been opened to a much softer side of Miguel as a soccer mom, but because of a bastard on my tiktok fyp, there is an angst ending in my mind that could be separated from the main, if one wishes to remain in la-la-land. i might write up a lil on that world to see how it'd work, not sure when it'd drop. but because of this smut, my brain kept making different branches of miguel getting fucked and it won’t stop plaguing my mind so those are in the works, one of them including jealousy towards lego spider-man… hope y'all enjoyed this.

that being said, leon’s fic is up next to be dropped though i might be a smidge late on that. apologies. if you are interested in that, you the reader purchase an experimental drug that heals wounds made by the merchant. you give it to a wounded leon who later on notices changes in his body, specifically his chest as stains show up on his shirt... around his nipples...

Oh my god this writing was so fucking good I swear 😩 please support the creator I loved this!

Hii! Hope you’re well

Could I request top male reader(where he’s like overall bigger and better than homelander) x Homelander with daddy issues, also could it be smut

Pretty please 🤓

「 Sequence of events 」

— Homelander (John gillman) x (supe) male reader.

— Content: smut ( daddy kink , virginity lost , consensual voyeurism , anal sex, praise kink ; body worship , groping , cum eating, creampie. )

— Note: hope you're doing good as well, anon. Have a blast when reading! Hope it's what you wanted.

Homelander feels dangerously calmer than he should be, considering everything that's been going on for the past few days. He can feel himself immerse in something that is not his usual self; docile and passive.

He huffs as he twists his three lubed fingers further, hitting his prostate and causing his cock to drool more thick liquid.

Homelander is currently bent over The Seven's table, his chest on the surface while his backside is exposed; his pant and underwear drop, showing his gaping hole that's clinging tight around his three fingers. Behind him, you sit in Homelander's seat, the unspoken headseat of the table.

Homelander turns his head back to look at you, his face expression mellowed into something meek, and undoubtedly sultry. His hair disheveled; sticky stands all-how and his cheeks rosy.

From seeing that, his eyes twitch, his eyes water as he subtly rubs his legs, feeling incredibly aroused. The non-subtle implications made from that, on how you'll sit there. How it'll be yours, your head seat instead of his, because you're stronger than him.

Thee Homelander; succumb to you; beneath you. Every aspect of Homelander, strength, wits, presence, demeanor, ect, all stands beneath you. In spite of that, you'll taken an interest in him. John stops rubbing his thighs, instead focus on fingering himself, to continue to put on a show for you.

For the entire day it was about you, the new recruit in The Seven, broadcast on every station, interviews and press conferences held just for you. And before today, it was yesterday as well and before then, infatuation of you arose within the country, being because you're Homelander's equal. A man as capable as Homelander himself. Well, that's what the public was told, in reality you're actually his superior. The man above Homelander.

Homelander tried to be as humble as his facade would, he tries to push the narrative that he's glad that there's another hero as capable as him; that the existence of an equal to him, is the best that's ever happened to him—and for the citizens! But behind the scenes, he was unnerve by you; scared. For the 'first' time ever, he was scared.

The pedestal that the great hero of Vought, no—the great hero of everyone and everything, Homelander grow on; was high. He was on a high pedestal; therefore had great expectations to accomplish and he met them gracefully. He was everything the mass wanted, their humble and capable savior to guide them; their greatest superhero. The one and only strongest, to be their protector, that was what Homelander was. Was. Now, he's not special in terms of worth, because you're here. You could do every one of his duties, ten times better even! And he's scared of that; what will the public think of him now?

Knowing that, his mood was pensive and held hostility that the workers of Vought could clearly see and notice as he walk by. The secretary, Ashley, tried her best in restoring his mood, attempted to placate him with news and ideas. It didn't help, eventually he felt back into a corner. Standing previously by The Seven's table alone, pondering about his predicament, until you came. Until you utter sweet words and made his disoriented and vulnerable state de-escalate to an extent, and instead create a fuzzy sensation brewing inside of him.

Until you got him hitch up on the table and fingering himself for you.

John noted, it was a good feeling. John liked it, so he desperately chase for more as he plunge his fingers in and out repeatedly. He could hear you unbuckle your belt and pull his waist back, so he slip his fingers out and look behind. You turn his body around and drag him upon your lap. John tucks in his bottom lip, perhaps a nervous tick. Holding onto your bicep, he slowly lean in as he parts his lips to kiss you.

You don't interject, you let him. He takes it slow and sensually, whilst he does that, you undress his top part of his hero costume, it falls off, slipping to the ground. Presenting him fully naked now.

John looks a lot less buffer than what his clothes advertised. Resting your hand on his stomach, you comment, " You're not really muscular, you're more soft around the edges, aren't you? " he whimpers as he feels you grope both his chest. " Such a small chest, quite soft too. " you end your sentence, with a pinch of his nipples. One look and you could see how perky it became after.

" Do you— " John speaks then pauses, his voice doesn't sound like his own, so he tries again. " Do you like it? Or is it.. uh– " before he can finish his sentence, you interrupt. " There's no "or" anything else. I like it, baby, it's attractive; your slim built. " you rest your hands on his slim thighs, griping the fat of them. John starts breathing heavy, slipping his hand down from your bicep and below, grabbing his cock. He drags his hand up and down and emits breathy moans like it's the first he's ever touch himself.

His adam's apple bobs, " W—what else? What else do you like? " he questions, he takes his other hand and slides it in your open zipper, tracing the outline within; erect and stiff as he massage it through your underwear. John could smell your arousal growing with each sensual stroke, him as well; stroking himself faster than before. The chair creaks as John's movements become more and more. John chews on his lips; frowning his brows, he's so close to admitting something but denying himself of saying it. And not unexpectedly, you realized. John's heartbeat had quicken, he's nervous about something.

" If you have something to say; say it John. "

" D—daddy. "

" Daddy, please state my good qualities. I—I have good qualities, don't i, daddy? " You hum.

" Take it out f'me, baby. " (you dismiss his question, for now) You look down to your crotch. John follows your eyes, taking the hint, he takes it out. John whimpers, " Can i, y'know... fit it in? " you don't respond, seemingly wanting him to decide for himself. He wets his lips. John holds it in one hand as he hovers over it, he use his other hand and grips onto your bicep for support. Then, he sinks down, inch by inch, all the way down until he feels your balls against his ass.

He cums. Full on cums, thick ropes of semen, it falls on both you and him. He tightens on you, 'embarrassed' to the fullest. " Shit! I— it felt! Soso good! M'sorry, gosh im sorry! " John wraps his arms around your neck, hiding in the corner of your neck. " I'm sorry daddy, nnhm, sorry. " he rocks back and forth on your dick— clearly not as sorry as he voices.

You grope his ass harshly, ramming into his asshole; rough and precise. " No worries, baby. It's fine. You're being good so far for daddy. " you could feel John shudder at the change in pace, muttering curses under his breath, his grip on you tighten. Though, it did not bother you one bit. 

" You can take it, can't you? " you ask.

He bounce back onto your dick in order to meet your thrust, as best as he can. Babbling yes's and please more! while he jerk himself off.

" That's one of your good qualities, baby. You're good at pleasing people, especially daddy. " you coo. Whispering more praises for him, such like you're good boy, your body such a sweet thing, you're taking me so good, ect.

There's no surprise when John cums a second time, his insides compressing your cock so nicely that you came alongside him. Plumping the entire depths of his insides full of your hot cum, it felt like heaven as you do so!

John grunts and squirm as he feels it, it makes him feel a certain fuzziness and makes his currently soft cock momentarily twitchy. 

Homelander never imagined he'd be like this, before when he approach you. His intention that time was to announced his presence and strength, to install an indelible of fear inside of you; in a way that'll make you crawl out of your own skin in fear and implement understanding of how you should behave; compliant and obedient to him.

Instead now, presently he rode your cock in a room many people regularly enters, he could've be seen; sluting himself off on you, as he let you sweet talk him and plump him full of cum. (Thankful(?) no one enter.)

And for some reason he liked that, that you cum inside. It felt intimate; it felt deserving for him.

Homelander raise himself off your cock, pulling it out of him. Both of you let out a moan because of the parting. Homelander lower his hand behind him, pushing his fingers inside of him, he takes gobs of cum and brings it to his lips. He feels flustered; you were watching him, but he didn't care.

He sucked his fingers clean, tasting the salty taste on his buds; it taste pleasant to him. Just because it was yours. He moaned.

" Round two? My room. " Homelander says, panting with new vigor.

13. Shower Sex ft. Pietro Maximoff x Top Male Reader

Request: 13 x male reader, please 🙏

Author Note: I wanna rail him so bad like at this point it’s a need, so why not write about it instead? Btw I’ve seen almost nothing about this man being submissive or a bottom, like come on look at him! He would be the best sub/bottom

Character Scenarios/Kink List

Warning(s)⚠: Sub Pietro, hand job, marking, making out, p in a, no condom (wrap it before you tap it guys), breeding, and begging

Pietro and you had just come back from a mission, the mission itself was successful but you two were exhausted and all you wanted was a nice shower to help

“I’m exhausted I’m gonna take a shower,”

“Can I join you?”

That was all it took for you and him to end up in this situation, naked in the shower in the middle of making out with him under the running water.

Your knee was in between his legs as he was pressed against the wall, his arms loosely wrapped around your neck and yours in his hair as you held his waist pushing him against you even further

He breathlessly moaned into your mouth as you gripped his hair harder feeling his muscles with your other hand rubbing the soap over his torso as you kissed him messily, his hands were wrapped tightly around your neck pulling you flush against his body

Shower sex wasn’t an uncommon thing with Pietro but this was filled with more need as you both helplessly grabbed and fondles any part of each other’s body you could as you made out slowly rubbing your tongues together heatedly

Your hand moved to his cock slowly pumping it causing him to gasp making him break the kiss and throw his head back in ecstasy as you sped up your hand rubbing his tip that’s already turned red from the lack of attention a whine threatening to fall from his lips with your loose hold on his cock

You kissed his neck pressing marks on his pale skin, the gentle nipping soon turning to heated bites your loose hold growing more firm causing him to groan, silent begs falling from his lips as he bites down on already bruised lips panting pathetically

“Please…. Just stop teasing me, I want you to fuck me already…”

Pietro was always a tease but can never handle what he dishes out as you just wait still pumping his cock as you gently nip his earlobe and finally the whine that’s been begging to fall finally passes through his lips, it’s begging, needy, and helpless. Exactly how you liked it as you throw his leg over your shoulder

As he realized you were finally gonna stop teasing him his begs and whines increased of “I want your cock so bad,” or “Please give it to me…” with his thick accent prominent before your wet member finally entered his hole a sudden moan escaped his throat as you slowly pushed yourself in

Thanks to his flexibility you were able to push further into him, his raised thigh touching his dripping chest now as you bottomed out you pressed your foreheads together as the running hot water continued to soak you both before finally slamming your hips against him

“Oh~ p-please… do it again,”

You gave in slamming your hips against him, hitting his prostate dead on this time causing him to whimper as more precum from his leaking cock spilled onto his abdomen you leaned in breathlessly as you shared a messy kiss as you fucked into his hole

“That’s so good… it feels so good inside me,”

He moaned against your lips as you slipped your tongue inside his mouth moving it around his mouth and rubbing it sensually as he tightened around your cock whimpering into your mouth as you drank his moans in which only encouraged you more to pound into him faster stretching out his warm hole as it enveloped your cock

“Harder, please…!”

He begged as you gripped his thigh harder fucking into him rougher which he only liked more, his face looking completely ruined in the best way possible as his jaw fell slack, his hand reached for his own cock pumping as fast as he could in sync with your harsh movements against his body

“So desperate arent you? How cute, but I want you to only come from my cock and nothing else. Maybe then ill reward you,”

You pushed his hand away from his cock as he let out a choked sob his hands gripping your shoulders to the point where his fingernails were digging into your skin as you pounded his puffy pink hole feeling yourself come near your high as the warm feeling gathered inside of you clouding your thoughts

As you feel your own cock twitch you shove yourself deeper inside him making him let out a desperate moan as he came with the feeling of you spilling your load inside of him, you two stay pressed against each other for a while with your forehead against his, your breaths mixing together as you try to catch them

“Thank you…”

He said in a hoarse voice, wrapping his arms around your shoulders as you chuckled pulling your cock out and watching as the cum trickled out his clenched hole before putting down his leg and sweetly pecking his lips

“You did good, now about that reward…”

A teasing smirk spread on your lips as he immediately perked up the energy practically vibrating off of him as he was ready to go again, the stamina of a speedster, you thought to yourself as you lifted him and pushed him against the shower glass ready for another round, neither of you planning to stop anytime soon.

Jason Todd x Male Werewolf Reader | Headcanons

Word count: 776

Request(s):

Jason Todd x Male werewolf reader, him and Jason have been going out for a while but there is so much Jason doesn't know about his boyfriend, like the scars, why is he so inhumanly tall and his sense are to sharp to be human either. Yet reader is loyal and loves Jason without fault. What would happen if Jason found out his boyfriend is running from hunters who don't just want to kill him but are prize hunting him(things like fur/claws/fangs)? What would happen if reader did get captured? (It would make sense why reader is afraid of small spaces, collars extra)? - @xweirdo101x

Author Note: I've never written a werewolf character so i hope this was good enough, this request was so cute though thank you! Please notify me if I forgot any warnings and English is not my first language!

Warning(s)⚠: Reader getting hunted, mentions of past trauma, reader is claustrophobic, and some insecurities

You and Jason have together for a long time to the point where staying over at each other’s place is the normal between you too but as much as you both love it, Jason can’t help but feel like he doesn’t know much about you

You were tall to say the least, probably the tallest man he’s seen and your senses were noticeably sharp, you always noticed when he snuck up on you even though Jason was one of the best and it made him a little suspicious

He never pushes or anything cause he was sure it had something to do with your trauma, you never talked much about it or you past but he can see the way you avoided being in small areas

He noticed this over the time of your relationship that you hated being in a small room especially alone but he never pushed you to talk cause you always got uncomfortable with the topic but eventually it just got out of hand

He notices how you always checked your surroundings and everywhere you went you were cautious and careful and he was starting to get worried, he knew you’d never hurt him you were loyal and attentive but he couldn’t help his doubts

Whenever you could you would sneak out at night when Jason was asleep, and one day he decided to follow you, he knew your senses were sharp so he had to keep a long distance as he saw you grab a bag that was hidden

He was confused until he finally saw it, you went deep into the woods setting your bag down and looked up at the moon, you let a loud howl at the moon that was completely inhumane before finally slowly turning into your true form

Your eyes were exactly like an animals your body was huge and covered in fur with large fangs and Jason then found out who you really were that day and went back to your place

When you were done you went to your bag completely naked and grabbed some clothes before walking back home, you hid the bag again and went into your bedroom only to find him completely awake

“Oh, what are you doing up?” You asked him and he just stood up silently and cupped your face “why didn’t you tell me? What are you?” He asked and when you saw how he looked so upset you knew you couldn’t hide who you were anymore, not from him

That night you told him everything you've dreading, all the trauma, what you were, and your fears. you expected him to be mad at you for hiding this or no longer want him but instead he was understanding, he was shocked to say the least but reassured you that he'd always love you he just needed more time to get used to this

after that day Jason became your rock, if anyone even tried to hunt you he'd take care of them and reassure you the entire time that he'd always be there for you and you'd do the same for him. you both took care of each other, he helped you with your trauma and you with his, it was a mutually beneficial relationship

After he got used to the fact that he’s dating a werewolf he asked to see your form, so you took him with you to the woods again with the same bag packed with clothes and although you were nervous you also felt a little excited

Leaning forward you pecked lips before stepping back and finally showing him your true form, as Jason finally got a better look at you he didn’t feel scared if anything he was amazed as he cautiously reached forward and rubbed your back feeling the fur

You were quite big to say the least but in his mind you were the most amazing thing he’s ever seen, after that you spent more time in your true form sometimes even cuddling with Jason as a wolf and he loved every moment of it

He loved how every time he touched your fur or ears just right you’d let a small sound like a content dog he thought it was adorable and you hated (loved) it, he practically begged for you to let him brush your fur and after a while you finally let him

Everything was practically perfect you never thought things would turn out like this but you loved for every minute of it that sometimes you wished you would’ve told him sooner, sure it was an odd relationship but it was happy and you were both content

Happy late birthday to me (I forgot lol)

It was my birthday yesterday on may 6 and I forgot to post anything about it so… 😅 here’s a list of the requests I’m finishing up in order and the ones crossed off are finished and linked on my Masterlist! (I turned 19 yay!)

Jason Todd x Top Werewolf Male Reader Part 2

25. Tit Job/ Pec Job ft. Diavolo x Male Reader

Killmonger NSFW headcanons

Peter Parker x Avenger Male Reader

Tony Stark x Dom Male Reader

Kurt Wagner x Dom Reader headcannons

I love you all and have a good time! I’ll get these done for y’all and thank you for over 400 followers!