Could You Do Fuse X Bloodhound? (nsfw + Sfw, Please)

could you do fuse x bloodhound? (nsfw + sfw, please)

Of course! Even tho my first post was mirage x fuse I still love the canon fusehound, good shit, someone else also asked for this so. You didn't specify like a one-shot or headcannons so I'm gonna do headcannons.

(No mention of Bloodhounds genitals)

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《SFW》

• I really see fusehound as that one meme the "someone is going to die" "of fun!"

• Bloodhound is Fuse's scary dog partner

• People are definitely terrified of Bloodhound and Fuse is just like "ain't they a beaut"

• Fuse finds Bloodhound the most beautiful person in the world, mentally and physically, he's absolutely infatuated with Hound and worships everything they do

• Bloodhound can do no wrong in Fuse's eyes

• But Fuse is also a bit of a little shit and teases the hell out of Hound

• I MEAN HAVE YOU HEARD THE BUTT SMACKS VOICE LINES???

• In the beginning of their relationship Bloodhound was very anxious and slightly uncomfortable with Fuse's way of showing affection but that's just because they aren't used to it

• They don't know what healthy romantic affection looks like (this is a Boone hate account) so they are taken by surprise

• But as time goes on they get more confident and even ask for affection when they want it

• Fuse playing with Hound's hair is one of their favorite things, will teach him how to braid just so he can do it for them every morning

• Hound cooks and Fuse cleans

《NSFW》

• They're both switches, def

• When Fuse tops it's very loving and there's lots of praise and worship

• He wants Hound to know that they are his whole world, and he does that through compliments and butt smacks

• But even though his words are soft and he goes HARD

• Always makes them cum more than once

• A pleasure dom

• Bloodhound is always a flustered mess when they bottom

• Definitely gets overwhelmed quickly, but Fuse always tells them they can take more, praising them the whole time

• They whine and whimper more than they moan, and they're very breathy

• When Bloodhound tops it's a lot less vanilla

• Primal play>>>>

• Enjoys tying Fuse up, if they're gonna be on top they aren't letting Fuse have any chance of gaining dominance

• Enjoys riding him more than penetrating him, enjoys watching Fuse's eyes roll back and how he mutters "so warm~"

• Makes Fuse watch him the whole time, whether they're riding or they're sucking/jerking him off, eye contact is the good shit

• Definitely makes Fuse get on his knees and worship them and Fuse is really into it

• Their favorite positions are probably missionary and riding, eye contaaaactt

Anyways thank you for reading I'm so tired dhdhjsnam

Thinking about this but it's Bloodhound and Loba 😩

Fuse definitely knew that Mirage was bicurious once he saw him. You can't tell me Fuse isn't the type of guy to flirt with his male friends just to watch them panic like- (nsfw) (yes my first post on this blog is a rare pair nsfw post-)

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• Fuse making comments on Mirage's appearance that he works so hard for, and Mirage is so soft for it.

• "You shaved, eh? You sexy bugger, do it like that more often and I won't be able to resist ya."

• "Your hair looks different today, Elliot."

"Ran out of hair gel, I'm just going to get more right now."

"Come drink with me instead, yeah? I wanna see you like this just a little longer.~"

• Touches that last just long enough, it starts to make Mirage question the others' intentions.

• Taps on Mirage's shoulders to signal directions, but Fuse doesn't take his hand away after. He just rests there, a silent reminder that Fuse is so fucking close behind him.

• An arm around Mirage's waist when they're out together. He shivers as Fuse's thumb gently rubs along his hip bone, and Fuse whispers in his ear about smth related to how bad the drinks are in this joint.

• And Mirage is absolutely ruined by all of it. He's nervous and shaky, and his face hasn't stopped flushing. He wants it so bad.

• Mirage starts getting more and more sexually frustrated from Fuse's advances, flashes of mustaches and metal arms in his mind while he's relieving himself.

• Obviously Fuse notices, and he's so fucking smug about it.

• "What's got you all pissy, mate? Almost got yerself killed this match."

"Just... frustrated."

"Ahhh, I see. Ole' Fusey understands. Who's the lucky fella that's got you all blue-balled?"

• It takes everything in Mirage to restrain himself from just saying, "You."

• Fuse just keeps on teasing though, taking it alllllll the way.

• "Well if this mystery person ain't fixin' your problem anytime soon, I can offer a hand with relieving your stress."

• Mirage is so taken aback, and then he realizes this was Fuse's plan all along.

• Mirage finally gets what he's been wanting, and as Fuse's hand wraps around his length all his pent up feelings come tumbling out of his mouth in one big undecipherable mess.

• "You- I hate y- you~ Making me so- hah~ Fuck... please~ Mm your stupid face~ Stupid h- hands... Fuck 'm close- Walter~"

• And this whole time, all the other legends are like "god dammit just bone already"

I'm just thinkin about the different legends finding out that you are into a lil bit of pain during ✨️sexy time✨️

This is only the base game characters (minus pathfinder) but please comment if you want me to do a part 2, I probably will anyways but the encouragement is always nice :)

The first couple are very harsh so be warned

CONTAINS: blood, gore, spanking, slapping, face-fucking, degrading, not enough prep, but also a very good amount of prep

• Bloodhound

They'd be into it, they'd do almost anything to please their partner. It probably comes out during a match where you're against eachother. As you're downed in a corner with them holding their ravens bite axe to your throat to finish you, a moan manages to slip past your lips as the blade digs into your skin. Bloodhound tilts their head, silently questioning you, and as your face goes red with embarrassment they lean in, pressing the blade harder.

"You love it when I hurt you. Don't you, elskan?"

Your brain is so foggy from blood loss that you can't answer other than weak groans and whimpers. Finally, they drag the blade against your neck harshly, and you die choking on your own blood. As shameful as it is, you can't help that your pants are damp with your own slick. They will get into spanking, maybe even using a paddle, and choking using hands, their dick/strap, or by pressing the handle of their axe against your throat.

• Bangalore

You can't tell me this woman isn't into face-fucking you on her cock, whether it's real or a strap. And as she pulls you off her dick, spit and tears running down your face, she asks you how much you love taking her like this. With your sore used throat all you can do is rasp out a "I love it so much ma'am" before she's shoving you back down on her. You love that way she hits the back of your throat with every thrust, and by the time she's done using your throat you're shaky and coughing from gagging so much. All she does is hold your head up by your jaw and spit in your face.

"Pathetic little slut. You want me to hurt you, don't you?"

As you nod your head desperately, she laughs before letting go of your face and slapping you. Hard. You swear you could've cum right then and there, untouched. She's definitely into spanking, slapping, grabbing you, and using you so roughly it hurts. The punishment this woman gives is harsh, but the aftercare is good.

• Wraith

I feel like she's a softer lover, but when you quietly ask her to spank you when she's fucking into you from behind, she can't deny her lover. As her hand claps against your ass and you moan out, tightening around her, how can she not admit it's one of the hottest things she's seen. She does it again, surprising you and as you yell out a smirk grows on her face.

"You really like that, doll? Wow, what a whore you are."

You squirm under her, desperately fucking yourself back on her cock as she continues to give you sharp spanks on your ass. She becomes infatuated with the way the flesh on your ass ripples with every hit, and how your skin becomes increasingly more red and sensitive. She's not too rough, but she will spank you till you can't sit down without being in pain because she loves the way it looks.

• Lifeline

When you sit her down and tell her about being a masochist, you thought at first that she was upset with you with how silent she was. She's a very protective and caring lover, so she doesn't necessarily want to hurt you during sex, but she has ideas. Next time you're getting spicy, she gently lays you down on the bed and positions herself at your hole. As you stumble over your words trying to remind her that she hasn't prepped you yet, she just rubs your thighs and smiles warmly.

"Oh I know. Ya said you wanted a bit o' pain, didn't ya, baby?"

And even though it's not what you were expecting when you asked for pain, the sting of her stretching you out on her dick still makes your eyes roll back and your hands grasp at her desperately. She coos at you as you've lost your ability to speak, petting your hair as she starts to thrust without giving you time to adjust. She may not want to leave marks on your skin, but she'll bruise your insides and make your hole burn with the stretch, maybe even buy bigger toys on purpose just to stretch you with them.

• Gibraltar

This man is HUNG, no one can fight me on this cuz I will win. This one's similar to Lifeline but I believe he doesn't want to purposefully hurt his lover. You tell him about your fantasies of being manhandled and railed to the point of bruises and he just laughs.

"I don't already stretch you enough?"

Even after finding out, he never skips foreplay and prep. You can whine all you want about how you need him to just fuck you and the sting will add to the pleasure but he will not stop until you're loose and a lot of lube is used. The closest you're getting to this man intentionally hurting you is the death grip he has on your hips and thighs while he fucks you, cuz god damn look at those hands. He tries his best to control himself and not hurt you too bad though.

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Thank you for reading! Please tell me if you want more, and requests are always welcome!

thanks for the cryptane they are my LIFEBLOOD

I mean understandable, we love them 😋✌️

Request from anon that I once again accidentally got rid of:

(may i request a fusehound oneshot of them being very tender, affectionate and intimate together? lots of sappy pet names in icelandic, admiring and teasing eachother, starts off sfw into nsfw? thank you. 💕)

I loved this request and I had a lot of fun with it! It took a while tho cuz I got sick hfbdjsjsk sorry

This is heavily based off of and includes a quote from this

https://twitter.com/PlayApex/status/1704894090825916881?t=2KjqrG5pNU0aiK4DD-jhsw&s=19

comic that Apex Legends tweeted, go check out the artist babes :)

Contains: amab bloodhound, they got a penis and a prostate, anal sex, blow jobs, hand jobs, no aftercare cuz it was getting pretty long, lots of praise and appreciation

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    Bloodhound huffed as they placed the last cardboard box down on their living room floor, breathing heavy from the exertion of lifting heavy boxes for the past half hour. They stretched out their sore back and arms and looked around.

    Fuse's stuff was finally all in the house, a small cabin-in-the-woods type of house that felt cozy and isolated from the world. He had asked to move in together a few weeks ago, and finally it was done. Bloodhound sighed, just remembering all the memories they made with Fuse in the past year. All they could think about when they saw Fuse was safety, a warmth in the cold of their life.

    Speak of the devil, arms wrapped around Bloodhound's waist, one rigid and metal while the other was warm and soft.

    "Whatcha thinkin' about, Houndy?" Fuse's mustache tickled their exposed neck as he whispered in their ear, making them shiver.

    "You, mitt Walter." Bloodhound turned around in Fuse's arms and cupped his face in their hands, rubbing a thumb along the scar over his eye. "Our time together is engraved in my mind. I think about it often."

    Hound pressed a light kiss to Fuse's lips before backing out of his arms and turning back to the mess of boxes and random trinkets hung on the wall. Skulls mounted on plaques, herbs drying from the ceiling, even Fuse's signature 30-30 repeater. They were already making it feel like home. The first home either of them had in a while. And it felt even more like home with eachother.

    "You should begin unpacking, elskan. I will be in the bedroom organizing the clothing." Hound kissed the other's cheek one last time before leaving the room, a smile hidden under the respirator covering their face.

    They had been planning something, crafting something, ever since Fuse had smashed his old guitar. A new guitar, a killer one. It was sort of an anniversary gift, and they added elements of themself into it. The fact that it could be wielded like an axe, the sharp blade at the top. A symbol of the hunter's connection to their lover. They had incorporated some pieces of the old guitar too, to show Fuse that his past didn't need to be erased for him to be himself.

    All that was left to do was tune it, but Hound had no experience with instruments, and didn't know how. So they sat on the bed, mindlessly plucking strings in an off-tune melody. They could hear Fuse's footsteps walking around the main room of the house, before starting to approach the bedroom. He opened the door, looking confused at why he was hearing a guitar.

    "What's that?" Fuse questioned, pointing to the guitar on Bloodhound's lap. "When did you get that?"

   "Well, it isn't very good, and I don't know how to tune it, but it is a present for you, mitt Walter." Bloodhound explained without looking at the other before presenting the guitar to him.

  "You... you made this?" Fuse took the gift from Hound's hands and turned it over a couple times, admiring the details.

    "Yes, using pieces from your old guitar. I wanted it to represent our relationship, and our pasts." They stood from the bed, pointing out small details of the piece.

   "Your past is not something to be denied or erased. You need not be afraid of it. It is what brought us together. For me, for us, there is nothing you must be, except who you are.

   The man I love."

   Fuse didn't speak. The act was so touching, and Hound had such a way with words. It hit him hard. Plus he was just in awe at how cool his new guitar was. He just stood in silence, gawking.

   "Do you... like it, kæri?" Bloodhound spoke hesitantly after a few moments, afraid they had upset the other.

    "Do I like it? Houndy, it's gorgeous! And looks bloody sick too!" Fuse just held it out in front of him to see it all at once, his jaw dropped. "You're amazing!"

    "I am glad. I know it's a bit early for an anniversary gift, but I could not wait, ástin mín." Bloodhound stood with their hands clasped behind their back, waiting for Fuse to finish ogling his new guitar. After a few moments, Fuse put the guitar down, leaning against the wall, and pulled them into a hug.

    "I cant wait to spend our lives together, Houndy." He whispered in their ear, sounding oddly soft for a moment.

    "I cannot wait either, elskan."

   Fuse pulled away but kept his hands on the other's shoulders, just looking at them. He loved their eyes, deep in color and down-turned. He loved their cheeks, soft with freckles scattered, but also scarred from their lifetime of hardships. He loved their lips, pale peach and scarred from the cold. He loved them, so fucking much.

   "You're so perfect Houndy, God I could kiss ya right now."

   "Then do it." Hound reached behind their head and unclasped their respirator, letting it drop into their other hand before resting it on the bed beside them.

    As soon as they had it out of their hands, Fuse grabbed their face and kissed them. It was harsh, passionate, just like the man himself. Bloodhound whined into the kiss and wrapped their hands around Fuse's shoulders, tangling fingers into his hair and pulling him closer. After they pulled apart, but stayed in each other's arms, both were panting slightly.

   "You're so bloody irresistible, love." Fuse kept one hand on Hound's jaw, gliding his calloused thumb across their bottom lip. They just let their mouth fall open, panting and staring into Fuse's eyes. "And incredibly sexy too." Hound let out a huff at that, smiling.

   "I am not tha-"

    "Oi." Fuse interrupted them, "You better not be sayin' anything self depreciatin', that's my partner you're talkin' 'bout."

   "Walter..." Hound's voice trailed off, leaving the word sounding like a whine. They just wanted Fuse to admire them, to love them and tell them they were beautiful.

    "What would you like, love?"

   "Please, kiss me again."

    Fuse didn't need any more, he connected their lips again. This time he was softer, but more sensual. He grabbed Bloodhound's hips and pulled them to meet his own, making the other gasp and giving him the opening to slip his tongue in. He explored their mouth hungrily, practically grinding against the other with how much his was grabbing at them and pulling them closer.

    "Elskaður, slow down." Hound whined, breathing heavy and grasping desperately at Fuse's shirt.

   "I need to appreciate ya, need you to know yer perfect, Houndy." Fuse muttered against the skin of Bloodhound's neck, moving to leave open mouth kisses along it. "Will you let me?"

   "Of course, Walter." They barely whispered it, too caught up in the way that he was sucking and nipping at that one spot that made their eyes roll back. "You may do whatever you'd like to me."

    While he continued to kiss their neck, Fuse walked Bloodhound backwards until their calves hit the bed frame and they had to sit in order to not fall over. They were eye level with his crotch and reached their hands up to start undoing his belt but Fuse swatted their hands away before kneeling on the ground before them. Hound was confused, usually he loved letting them please him to get him ready, but they didn't complain as Fuse reached for their own belt.

   "This time," He smirked up at the other, undoing their belt and slipping it from the loops. "I want this to be all about you, pup. I'll give ya all the attention you deserve."

    Bloodhound couldn't do anything but lift their hips up as Fuse tugged their pants and boxers off of their body and placed them on the floor. It had all gone so fast, so they weren't yet fully hard, but Fuse didn't mind. He just reached into a small box nearby labeled 'bedroom' and pulled out a bottle of lube, putting a small bit on his fingers before wrapping them around their length.

   They gasped at the cold liquid, before moaning softly as Fuse started off with gentle strokes, focusing on the tip of their cock. Hound grew hard very quickly, it's hard not to when those skilled hands were bringing all the sinful noises out of their mouth.

   "Ah~ fokk, Walter." They tangled a hand into Fuse's hair and subconsciously pulled his head closer. Fuse laughed under his breath and pressed a light kiss right under the head of Hound's cock, making them whine.

    Fuse took them into his mouth, sucking on the tip while he continued to stroke the rest of their length.

    "Skítur! So.. gott~" Bloodhound desperately pushed his head further down, and whined when Fuse just pulled back, chuckling.

    "So bloody needy, aye pup? Just be patient, you'll get what ye need." He then took them back into his mouth and as far as he could down his throat, making them throw their head back and let out a string of curses in Icelandic.

   Fuse continued to go slowly, stroking them while kitten licking the tip, and then occasionally deep throating them without warning. It was when Bloodhound started getting quiet and breathing sharper that the other stopped everything and just sat back, rubbing his hands along their thighs and watching as a bead of precum leaked from the head of their length.

    "Walter." Hound protested after they had caught their breath again. "You tease me, why?"

    "Wouldn't be fun without it, pup." Fuse just smirked before standing up and undoing his own belt. "Strip completely while I do this, would ya?"

    They immediately complied, undoing the buttons and buckles on their coat and tossing it off their shoulders before dragging their shirt up over their head and dropping both items on the floor by their other clothes. Now sitting completely naked, they shivered at the cool air and waited for Fuse to finish taking his clothes off and join them. They couldn't help but stare as he lifted his shirt slowly, revealing the hair that ran from his navel to under the waistband of his pants. Arguably one of their favorite parts of his body.

   Fuse finished stripping and Bloodhound had to stop themself from licking their lips at the sight of his length. He wasn't too huge, more girth than length, but Hound loved it. Pretty much eerytime they sat him naked they tried to initiate something, just to be able to suck him off.

    "I can practically hear your thoughts, Houndy. May I remind you that I'm supposed to be pleasing you today?" Fuse walked up to the bed and made Bloodhound look his in the eyes by lifting their chin up. They whined in protest but Fuse just chuckled and parted their lips with his thumb. "As much as I would love to watch you drool around my dick with these pretty lips of yours, I wanna fuck you even more. Face down ass up, pup."

   Again, they obeyed. They turned around and presented themself to their lover, chin against the mattress as they arched their back to show off their body. And hopefully tempt the other to let them cum quickly.

    "So bloody beautiful." Fuse muttered as he poured more lube onto his hand, warming it up between his hands before pressing one one finger to Hound's puckering hole and using the other to stroke himself a couple times. "You're practically quivering, love."

    Bloodhound just whined, feeling Fuse circle their hole and trying to shove their hips back so he would finally let them feel the stretch they craved. As much as he wanted to tease his lover, Fuse relented and slipped a finger in, thrusting slowly to let them adjust.

    "More, ástin mín, please more." It was barely a minute before Bloodhound was rocking back onto Fuse's finger and begging. The same happened with two fingers, and even three.

   "You sure you're ready? Usually takes a while longer." Fuse curled his fingers inside them, trying to find that special spot inside them. When he finally pressed against it, the moan Bloodhound let out was whorish.

   "Just fuck me Walter- Fokk it's been so long I need it svo mikið~" Hearing Bloodhound whimpering and desperately fucking themself against his fingers, Fuse realized it really had been a while since they'd last been intimate. Moving had taken that out of their minds, he guessed.

    "Alright, love. It's okay I'll take care of ya." He comforted them, slipping his fingers out and kneeling on the bed behind them. He lined himself up, rubbing against them to make sure the lube hadn't dried too much, and then groaned as the head of his cock was sucked into their hole. Bloodhound panted, adjusting to the girth of him inside them, before once again rocking their hips back.

     Slowly, inch by inch, Fuse sheathed his whole length inside them. Once at the base, Fuse paused to let Bloodhound adjust and rubbed along their back and ass.

   "So good, pup. Takin' me so well." He spoke in a comforting tone, brushing some of their long hair away from their face and smiling at how relaxed they looked. Fully submitting and ready for anything Fuse would do to them.

   After admiring them for a few moments, Fuse dragged his hips back at an excruciatingly slow pace. He wanted to make sure Hound felt every inch of him leave their hole before thrusting sharply, slapping his hips against their ass. The whimper they let out was music to his ears, and he couldn't help himself from continuing to thrust hard and deep. They definitely weren't complaining about it though.

   "Já, já, já~ Meira, meira, Walter~" Bloodhound kept muttering under their breath along with whimpers and whines. Fuse could tell they were really enjoying it, their mouth hung open and their eyes rolled back. He grabbed their thigh and spread them just a bit further before gripping their hips and fucking them even deeper now.

   "Touch yourself for me, pup. And don't stop, even if it's too much." Fuse enjoyed watching Bloodhound weakly reach down to take their length in their hand. They started pathetically twisting their wrist, stroking along only the tips on their cock. The sound of their own slick being spread over their length was a new type of lewd and some of it even dripped onto the sheets, but they didn't care. They were too addicted to the feeling of being pounded over and over and the sound of sweaty skin slapping against sweaty skin.

   Fuse took a second to adjust his position and suddenly was directly hitting Bloodhound's prostate with ever thrust. Their whimpers turned into cries and the overwhelming amount of pleasure made them tear up. Their strokes grew more frantic as they started chasing orgasm, crying into the sheets.

    "Elskan, gonna- hah~ cum!"

    "Cum for me, pup. Wanna feel you milk me dry." Fuse was panting, approaching his own orgasm. All he needed was the addition of Bloodhound squeezing around him to push himself over the edge. And god damn, they came hard.

    Bloodhound sobbed as they came, tensing their muscles and clenching around Fuse, making him groan. Their cum painted their hand and the sheets and they dropped their hand from their twitching length. Fuse wasn't done yet though, and the overstimulation made Bloodhound raise their head out of the mattress, tears running down their cheeks.

    "Walter it's too much-"

    "Take it for me, love. I'm almost there you can do it."

   After a few more moments Fuse's hips stuttered and he bottomed out, pressing their hips together as he came as deep as he could inside the other. Breathing hard, he pulled out, making them whine in discomfort and emptiness. He sat back, spreading them wide and watching as his cum slowly dripped out of their hole.

    "Bloody beautiful, just like the rest of ya, Houndy."

    Bloodhound didn't have the energy to deny it, so they just hummed and smiled, basking in the afterglow of their orgasm and the love of their boyfriend.

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