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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 5: Face Fucking
Frank Castle x you Contents: drabble, rough sex, fem!reader x Frank Castle/The Punisher, MDNI 18+, unedited lol W/C: 600 Another short one, sorry! Again, got longer, dirtier fics for him later in the month. PS: Need to put the 'keep reading' break before this one as it starts absolutely filthy, apologies ;) Kinktober Masterlist | General Masterlist | AO3



“That’s it… atta girl. Open your throat nice and wide for me.” You struggled around the size of him, jaw aching as he pressed his thick cock into you further. You couldn’t breathe, cheeks hollowed around his length, but you wanted to please him. Anything to please him. To keep him muttering those praises to you.
He bundled your hair in one of his large hands, pulling your head off him with a loud pop.
“How’re you doing there, sweetheart?” You couldn’t do much but nod, grabbing onto his thighs tighter and gulping in air. He ran his hand over your lips, puffy and red from being wrapped around him for so long.
“So fucking pretty.” You can’t imagine you did look that good. Your mascara running, hair messy from his hands, flush all over from lack of air. But you smiled up at him anyway, blinking up through half-lidded eyes. You swallowed one last time, opening your mouth for him wide. He grinned at you, hand in your hair, fucking into your mouth. He hit the back of your throat and you opened yourself to him.
It had become a routine between the two of you. Sometimes, when you finished your shift at work, he would be waiting for you at home. You could tell when it had been a hard day for him depending on how he fucked you. And you loved every second of it.
Today must have been a bad fucking day.
Frank was always ruthless in bed. He was strong, unusually so, to the point where he could throw you around as if you were light as a feather. And he was big, tall and built, so easily able to cage you in, make you feel small. Use you however he wanted. It was bliss.
Like now. The sting in the back of your throat, the tears welling in your eyes again, only able to catch small breaths between his merciless thrusts.
“Fuckk… that feels so good, baby…” he had an incredible ability of controlling his face, looking almost bored as you worked hard to please him. You weren’t sure why it turned you on so much. Maybe because it felt even better when he praised you. Or that when he finally came, it was so much more rewarding. Or maybe you just liked your sex to be transactional.
Regardless, he was making you squeeze your legs together with want.
“Getting needy?” He muttered, continuing to stroke your hair as he moved you to his will. “You can touch yourself if you want, baby. I have a beautiful view from here.” You moaned around his cock in relief as you pressed a hand to your aching core through your clothes. It was just the lightest touch, but it was electric. You hummed around him again, and his exterior finally broke, hand gripping tighter and eyes rolling backwards, head lulling towards the ceiling with a groan.
“Fuck, girl, what are you doing to me…” It wasn’t long before he was cumming down your throat, thick and hot and fast, and you had to work hard to swallow it all. When he was finally finished, he pulled out of you softly, dropping to his knees to give you a tender kiss. You were still gasping for air, completely giddy with it, but you obliged, kissing him back in contentment.
“So pretty like this…” he muttered, pressing his lips to your neck, and you never wanted to let go. The infamous Frank Castle, turned to putty under your hands. Nothing would ever match up to it.