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I couldn't help myself...

HE IS SO RAVISHING!!! THE VOICES 🤭😳

Thinkin abt stepdad!Billy butcher <33

you’re so gross and weird and fucking creepy (flirting)

Dirty old men <33 (need one so bad)

I need a cigarette and for them to tag team me

Ok but exbf!Butcher who's kinda tired of you not getting the hint that you guys should be back together after rearranging your guts for the nth time this week.

Soooo he gets a little impatient, what can he do to *make* you stay? He replaces your birth control pills with sugar pills or a placebo (God himself wouldn't be able to make him use a condom) You're always calling him daddy anyway, why doesn't he make it official?

So after weeks of pounding you into the mattress and doing his best to track your cycle, you call him crying about how you got something to tell him and with that shit-eating grin he says, "What is it, luv? Tell Daddy *all* about it."

TOXIC!EX BUTCHER!!!!!!

TOXIC!EX BUTCHER!!!!!!

TOXIC!EX BUTCHER!!!!!!!

the fucking smug GRIN ON HIS FACE

ok to be feral- he notices your boobs getting bigger because of it but it turns him on even more bc you’ve got no idea. he fucks you even HARDER

I LOVE THIS

butcher always knows your orders or go to foods on gas stations etc by HEART. that man will notice and memorize every single thing about you

YESSSS he absolutely does.

he’s putting on his trench coat and lets you know he’s going to the gas station to get some snacks for you both. before you can ask him to get you some things he’s already out the door. once he returns however, he has a bag full of your favourites and puts them in front of you with that signature cheeky smile. “don’t even need to ask, i already know.” he grins and winks at you, kissing the top of your head as he sits down next to you, opening a packet of chips and digging in.

he knows your drink order off by heart and will get it for you every time he can (which is all the time bc he likes to spoil you bc this man is a softie hehe)

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My Boy Only Breaks His Favourite Toys

Billy Butcher x Reader Your occasional fling sees you in a dress you had put on to tease him, and he reminds you who you belong to. fem!reader, 18+ MDNI 1,385 words

“Fucking diabolical.” He muttered in your ear, somehow grinding himself deeper into you, and you couldn’t help but whine in pleasure. “Wearin’ a dress like that…” His hand tangled in your hair, pulling your head up to meet his eyes in the mirror, your hips biting into the sink he had pressed you into. You were a fucking mess, your makeup smudged, hair in fucking shambles from his hands, breasts almost spilling from the little black dress that you had put on just to tease him.

“Fuck, Butcher, I…” Your eyes wandered to the edge of the sink, trying to get a grip on the slippery porcelain, when his hand clenched even tighter on your scalp, forcing your eyes back to his with a groan.

“Look at me what I’m speaking, sweetheart.” He practically growled, and you clenched around his cock in response. “There we fucking go.”

“Please…” You needed him to fuck you. Really fuck you, like he usually did.

You and him had run in similar circles for years, and there weren’t exactly a lot of you - Supe hunters. You would run into each other occasionally, and when you did, it was fucking electric. You couldn’t even really remember how it started. A glance maybe, or a stray touch. But it had come easily. Naturally. He knew how to touch you, how to make you squirm and moan and scream his name.

But this time felt different. He wasn’t trying to pleasure you. Not yet anyway. You couldn’t quite tell what he wanted, his eyes clouded with desire and something else unreadable.

You had seen it earlier, too, across the room. You had been infiltrating a Supe club, trying to get some information for someone wanting revenge after collateral damage - the usual - when you saw him. He was in a booth near the back of the club, sitting with some skinny kid you’d never seen before, legs spread dominantly, eyes raking over your whole body.

And now you were here, ass pressed against Butcher’s hips in the club bathroom, begging him to fuck you.

You wouldn’t have it any other way.

He pulled out slowly. Mercilessly. Keeping you squirming and whining as he took his time, a shit-eating grin on his face as he saw the desperation in your eyes when you realised he wasn’t touching you anymore.

“What are you…” he stepped back, eyes following the curve of your body as you started to stand up to follow him, but his hand pressed to the small of your back, stopping you from moving an inch.

“Not so fast…” his other hand made hard contact with your ass and you gasped, familiar and well-loved sting already blooming there. “You wore this dress to be looked at, right love?” He pressed you down further, his hand sliding up your back and the other pulling your hips back towards him, until your forearms were resting on the sink but not much else, his hands holding you steady, both on your hips now. Then you felt it, his fingers snaking around to your slit. Slow. Deliberate. You groaned, loud and filthy, as he ran a thumb over your aching cunt, the brief but forceful pressure on your clit enough to make your legs shake underneath you.

“Woah, careful there darlin, there’s a lot more where that came from…”

He spun you around so fast you barely registered it, your lower back pressing against the ceramic, and you had a chance to take him in like this. He was still fully clothed, cock tucked back into his trousers, bulge visible as though taunting you as you stood, dress pushed up to your waist but otherwise naked. You were on full display for him, and he was loving it, darkness etched into his features.

“Butcher, I…”

“You’ve not been saying any real fucking words tonight, darling, apart from my name and please.” He stepped closer, until he was a breath away, his chest pressed against you, hips grinding into yours with a low, reverberating growl. “Tell. Me. What. You. Want.” You let out a shuddering breath.

“I need you to fuck me.” You could only whisper it, breath catching in your throat as you tried to speak.

“Well, you just had to ask.” His fingers trailed up your back to the zip of your dress, pulling it open quickly and letting the black satin drop to the floor. You couldn’t help but let your own hands fly to his shirt buttons, tearing them open with desperation. He chuckled, a sound that warmed you to your core and you dragged his lips to yours. You had been trying to kiss him all night, but he hadn’t been having it, clearly trying to punish you for teasing him. But now, even he couldn’t stand it anymore, a fact evidenced by his thick cock pressing into you through his trousers. His tongue was pushing into your mouth straight away, hot and heavy as you moaned into him, your need growing more and more by the second.

“Fuck, I swear you get more gorgeous by the day.” You hips rolled against him in response, opening your mouth to beg again but he cut you off. “I know sweetheart, I got ya’, don’t worry.” You watched as he slowly unzipped his fly again, dropping his jeans and pants to the floor as you could do nothing but stare, hands running down his toned chest and stomach, nails digging in just slightly, the way he always liked it. He gave his thick member a few soft thrusts, lining himself up with you entrance.

“You ready, doll?”

“Fucking hell, Butcher, just come here…” you dragged him towards you by the shoulders, pure desperation taking over, and he plunged into you, fully sheathing himself to the hilt.

“Fuck… sweetheart…” he grumbled, face buried in your neck and he bit down, making you arch your hips until he hit the spot inside you that was fucking blinding.

“Billy…” you whined, nails digging into his back as he dragged himself out of you then straight back in, hard and deep, stealing all the breath from your lungs.

“That’s it, girl, just like that…” He was relentless, pounding into you in a way that caused a pressure to build deep within you. You were clenched around him, so wound up you were almost on the verge of tears, when his hands dipped to your clit, his thumb circling at the perfect speed. You were achingly close already, the vulgar sounds of his grunting and his hips snapping into yours making you a complete mess under him, so responsive to his touch it was almost embarrassing, but it felt so good you just couldn’t care.

“Good fucking girl, come for me darlin… that’s it.” He kept muttering praises and whispers of your name until you reached a pinnacle. White hot pleasure ripped across your body as he continued to split you open, you legs collapsing from under you. He continued to fuck you through it, your entire body becoming a ball of over sensitive nerves, clenching and throbbing around him.

“Fuck, Butcher I… Holy shit…” you were incoherent, overstimulated and weak in his arms, leaning on the sink and letting him use you however he wanted.

“I’m nearly there babygirl, just…” he groaned loudly as you fluttered around him, “fuck just like that… so fucking pretty…” his breaths were becoming shallow, laboured, hips beginning to stutter… “so good and fucking pretty, letting me use you like this… I…fuck…” he pressed into you with a shuddering breath, and moaned your name into your ear, a sound that would be etched into your brain for a long time to come.

“Remember sweetheart…” he muttered, eventually pulling out of you in a way that elicited a soft sigh at the sudden loss of him… “that cunt is mine, you hear me? Never wear that fucking dress without me again.” He gripped your face, pulling you into a harsh kiss, teeth catching your lips as he pulled away.

“Depends, if this is what I get when I do…” He grinned, smirking in that all too familiar way.

“Fucking diabolical, girl.”

Kinktober 2024 - Masterlist

Hi all! So I'll be linking all of my fics here - if you saw my other post already you'll know I'm a little behind but planning to catch up by the end of the weekend! Let me know if there are any requests for the last few days, and also let me know if you want to be on the tallest for any chapters !! I'll also be posting them on AO3 if you would prefer to see them on there! As usual, MDNI 18+ only, and all of this will be NSFW!

Main Masterlist | AO3

First time - Qimir/The Stranger (The Acolyte)

Breath play - Logan/Wolverine (X-men)

Aphrodisiacs/sex pollen - Billy Butcher (The Boys)

Body worship - Matt Murdock/Daredevil (Marvel)

Face fucking - Frank Castle/The Punisher (Marvel)

One night stand - Nanami Kento (JJK)

Secret relationship - Spencer Reid (Criminal Minds)

Forbidden relationship - Obi Wan Kenobi (Star Wars)

Hate sex - Joel Miller (The Last Of Us)

Mile high club - Aaron Hotchner (Criminal Minds)

Public - Din Djarin/ The Mandolorian (Star Wars)

Voyeurism - Charles Xavier and Erik Lehnsherr/Professor X and Magneto (X-men)

Overstimulation - Bucky Barnes/The Winter Soldier (Marvel)

Threesome - Matt Murdock and Frank Castle/Daredevil and The Punisher (Marvel)

Thigh riding - Din Djarin/The Mandalorian (Star Wars)

Cockwarming - Billy Butcher (The Boys)

Student - teacher - Nanami Kento (Jujutsu Kaisen)

Praise kink - Erik Lehnsherr/Magneto (X-men)

Degradation - Loki (Marvel)

Impact play - Logan/ Wolverine (X-men)

Wax play - Spencer Reid (Criminal Minds)

Sensory deprivation - Matt Murdock/Daredevil (Marvel)

Bondage - Gojo Satoru (JJK)

Edging - Qimir/The Stranger (The Acolyte)

Pain kink - Aaron Hotchner (Criminal Minds)

Dom-sub - Joel Miller (TLOU)

Mutual Masturbation - Obi Wan Kenobi (Star Wars)

Somnophilia/free use - Din Djarin/The Mandalorian (Star Wars)

Knife play - Frank Castle/The Punisher (Marvel)

Free hit

Free hit

Kinktober Day 3 - Aphrodisiacs/Sex Pollen

Billy Butcher x you Contents: pwp, fem!reader x Billy Butcher (The Boys), 18+ MDNI, there's only one bed (!!) W/C: 2.2k So I've read a lot of sex pollen fics, normally Mando ones actually, and then this idea got stuck in my head so yeah, here it is! It's a little longer but my next two are a lot shorter, so this is to make up for it. Anyway, hope someone out there is as obsessed with Billy Butcher as I am! Kinktober Masterlist | General Masterlist | AO3

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me…” You could’ve shouted at the receptionist, hands balling by your sides.

“Sorry, just the one room left tonight.”

“We’ll take it.” Billy replied, shit eating grin spreading across his face.

“You can’t be serious…”

“How much do I owe you, darling?”

He ignored your complaints the whole way to the room as well, your bag slung over his shoulder. He unlocked the door, swinging it open and laughed heartily.

“What?” You pushed him aside, to see… one bed. For fucks sake.

“No getting away from me now, sweetheart…”

You’d just gotten out of the shower when you heard a deathly silence come over the room next to you. That was unlike him. He’d had the TV blasting since you’d been in the bathroom, and now it was silent. Something wasn’t right.

You wrapped your towel around yourself and peeked your head around the door. He was standing, his leather coat abandoned on the bed, head cocked as he looked towards the window. He turned his head when he heard you, pressing a finger to his lips and creeping closer. It was cracked open, a soft evening breeze causing the curtains to billow, but you couldn't hear anything else. You opened your mouth, about to ask him what was going on when a figure moved into frame.

“Fuck, cover your mouth!” Billy shouted, backing away, but it was too late. The figure raised their lips to the window, and a baby pink smoke filled the room before you could even react to it. It left you coughing, doubled over as you waited for it to clear. When it finally did, your head was hazy, as though you had literally put on rose tinted glasses and smoked a joint. It wasn’t a bad feeling, but it meant that it took longer than you normally would've to figure out what just happened.

“Cupid…” you muttered, cursing lightly under your breath and moving to close the window. She was the Supe you had been tracking for the last few days, with the ability to produce a powerful aphrodisiac that was nearly incapacitating to whoever it affected. Not exactly the best superpower, although it felt pretty fucking awful right about now. Billy had perched on the edge of the bed, head in his hands. “But why would she…”

“To distract us, to throw us off…”

“That makes no sense, we’ve already stopped for the night.”

“Didn’t you do your research, darling? It can last a full day, even two.”

“Fuck!” You were pacing now, trying to ignore the fog that was lowering over your mind. “Well, lets go after her! She can’t have gotten far.”

“I don’t know about you, but I’m not in any way to drive. Plus, you’re only in a towel.” You looked down, a blush spreading across your cheeks.

“Ok… ok I guess we just have to ride it out and hope it doesn't last too long… what?” You had looked up to see him gazing at you, pupils dilated, a dark expression on his face. His eyes were tracing your body, and you hadn’t realised until that point how short the towel actually was, your legs on display for him, droplets of water from the shower still clinging to you. “Billy!”

“Fucking hell, love, I’m sorry, but we just got blasted with some kind of sex potion so you can forgive me…”

“Just… go and have a shower or something. Maybe a wank, clear your head.”

“Sure thing, boss. Wanna watch?”

“Fuck right off.”

He had been in the shower for a while now, and you were starting to struggle. When you had agreed to go with him on this Supe hunt, you never thought this was the situation you would end up in - trapped in a hotel room, only one bed, with Billy Butcher, after a maniac just filled the room with a potent aphrodisiac. And you were really starting to feel it. Every single nerve ending in your body felt like live wires, and you were so turned on it was painful, squirming on the bed as your core physically ached with lack of attention. You had managed to get changed into a t-shirt and shorts, but you still felt too warm. You were halfway through tying up your hair to try and help cool down when Billy emerged from the shower, towel around his waist. Sweet Jesus that wasn't going to help. He was ripped, his arms and chest looked almost chiseled from stone, save for the light smattering of hair over his torso, following down his stomach into a happy tail that lead under the towel. You could almost feel your mouth watering as you noticed a tent in the think fabric. He was hard, and from the way he winced when he moved, painfully so.

“Did it help at all?” You asked feebly, trying to ignore the hardening of your nipples as you watched him move.

“No.” He answered sternly, sitting down with his back to you. You couldn’t help but gaze at it. His wide shoulders, the way his shoulder blades rippled with his shuddering breaths, what it would look like when you were done with him, red welts and scratches after he fucked you into the mattress…

Nope, no. Can't go there. He's a colleague - even if only technically. Work would be unbearable.

Although, this was pretty unbearable too.

He’d said something.

“Hm?” You asked, not noticing the way he was looking at you over his shoulder until your eyes had traced his entire back. You blushed.

“I need to change…”

“Oh shit, sorry.” You headed to the bathroom quickly, closing the door behind you and collapsing to the floor. Fuck this was a mess. A horrible, terrible mess. Maybe it would help if you just… just a little bit…

Your hand found its way below your waistband, and as soon as your fingertips brushed over the sensitive bundle of nerves there, your entire body relaxed, an audible moan escaping your mouth. Shit. Hopefully he didn't hear that. You carried on quietly, biting your lip to try and stay quiet, but it was hard, the relief flowing through you unlike anything you’d ever experienced. And then you heard something from the other room. A soft grunt, and then another. And fucking hell it was a beautiful noise, almost pained but so relieved, perfectly echoing how you felt at that moment. God, he was awful and frustrating and horrible to work with but his voice was so sexy, and the noises he was making now were no different.

You couldn't deny it was helping you along, and you couldn't tell if you were imagining it or not, but every time a whimper escaped you, he groaned just a little louder. You reached your peak quickly, your entire body crumpling as it overtook you, a last moan falling from your lips as you caught your breath on the bathroom floor. You stood up to wash your hands and face, legs shaking, only to realise… it had barely done anything. The ache was back almost instantly, nipples hardening again at the thought of Billy in the next room, and you cursed into the icy cold water.

He had been quiet for a little while now, so you knocked cautiously.

“Yeah, I’m decent, doll.” The new pet name sent another wave of arousal to your centre, and you cursed internally with it. Every word he said feel like he was physically touching you, but not quite enough. It was driving you insane.

“How the fuck do we make this stop?” You gasped out, frustration clouding your mind as you flopped onto the end of the bed, laying down with your hands over your eyes. Maybe if you just didn't look at him…

“Well, I can think of one way…”

“Billy…” you muttered warningly, but you couldn't bring yourself to say more than that, just letting your hands drop from your face to see his dark expression looking you up and down.

“Do you really wanna stay like this for the next day…”

“We might still be like this… after.”

“We don't know until we try.” Fuck, you hated how much sense he was making in your sex-addled brain. “You can't say you haven't thought about it…” You opened your mouth to snap back that you hadn’t, that he repulsed you… but you couldn't get the words out. The truth was, you had thought about it. A lot. He might be a pain in your ass, but he was undeniably attractive. The smirk. The confidence. Those stupid fucking Hawaiian shirts that showed off his biceps in just the right way…

“Please I… look, it's killing me here love…” he sounded breathy, strained. Needy. Hearing him beg was almost enough to send you over the edge.

Fuck it.

You sat up before you had a chance to change your mind, grabbing him by the neck and pulling his lips to yours. He practically growled into your mouth, reciprocating with a ferocity you hadn't expected. His hands were instantly all over you, grabbing your hips and pulling you onto his lap, his strength making you gasp sharply. His teeth found your bottom lips, biting and pulling as he forced your hips down into his, grinding into you in a way that felt so fucking perfect. You needed him closer. Your shaking hands reached for the hem of his tee, pulling it over his head and pushing him to the bed, lips marking a path down his chest.

“Fucking hell, love, get those clothes off.” You obliged quickly, standing to rip off your tee, then shorts and panties as he removed his own bottoms, letting his cock spring free. He was big. Really fucking big. You needed him inside you now. Needed…

He was a step ahead of you, grabbing your arm and pulling you face first to the bed. He set himself up behind you, pulling your hips into the air and his hand found its way to your hair, pressing your face into the mattress. And then you felt two fingers dip inside your wet core. The sound that you made was filthy and animalistic, pressing your hips back into his hand as he chuckled, desperate for more of him.

“God you’re needy like this aren't you?” He pulled his fingers out of you, leaving you whining, and you heard him pump his length a few times with your slick. And then he was there, his size pressing against you, and you had no time to adjust as he rolled his hips into you. You couldn't breathe as he split you open, full to the hilt, hands scrabbling across the bedspread trying to find purchase on something.

“Fucking hell…” he grumbling, hand smacking your ass hard. You yelped, and he laughed again. “I can feel your pretty cunt fluttering around me when I do that.”

“Fuck… you…” You managed to choke out between laboured breaths.

“As you wish, doll.” He started to drag himself out of you, so painfully slowly you were squirming, but he just pressed your face further into the bed. And then he started to just fuck into you. It was debilitating, every single nerve in your body on fire. His pace was merciless, hard and fast and blinding, hitting a spot inside of you that turned your body to jelly. His hand on your hip was the only thing keeping you upright, squeezing in a way that was sure to bruise. And then his hand left your head, and you gasped in air, only to realise it was snaking around to your clit. The instant his fingertips found your sensitive mound, your world went black, and you were coming hard around his cock.

“Fuckk, there we go, sweetheart. Good girl, let it all out...”

By the time you could see again, it didn't take you long to start winding up for another orgasm. Your body had completely crumpled, pressed to the bed apart from the arm he had around your hips, keeping him in the perfect position to keep hitting that sweet spot with every thrust.

“Goddd, Billy…” you cried out, sound after filthy sound filling the room as he continued to rut into you, his breaths becoming shorter and his curses becoming less coherent. “Please.. that's it… inside me please…” Your fucked-out babbling seemed to help bring him to the edge, and he pressed his hips into yours as he came, his teeth clamping onto your shoulder enough to help you reach another pinnacle.

You could barely breathe when you were done, his entire body weight pressed to your back, his lips pressing sloppy kisses to the back of your neck. He was still inside you, and it wasn’t until you tried to move that you noticed…

“Billy?”

“Yes, love?”

“You’re still hard.” There was a beat where he stopped kissing you shifting his hips just slightly with a groan, then he sighed.

“I guess its gonna be a long night, doll.”