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Hey again 😄😄😄

Thank you so so much for the smoke headcanon I really enjoyed it, I was wondering if you could do it again but this time with reptile please ??

Syzoth / Reptile Friendship / General Headcanons

Note(s) : You're a regular human and not a champion, it's implied you're friends with the human kharacters and meet Reptile through them.

Reptile is extremely anxious around you at first because you're not a champion, you're just an Earthrealmer with no fighting skills or prior knowledge on Outworld, and he finds himself a little confused on your presence most of the time.

As such, he finds himself explaining to you a lot of things that he would believe are just common sense. He doesn't get annoyed though, because he realises his constant questions on regular human ideas must be strange too.

He's still a Zatteran despite his ability to shapeshift into a human form, and so, any human social cues you've mastered will probably be strange to him, and vice versa.

Syzoth will typically eat bugs like cockroaches, spiders, flies, and forgets that some human cultures don't have that normalised, but he's extremely overjoyed when he finds out that certain places consider bugs a delicacy. He basically begs you to take him to those places.

If Johnny invites you to be in a movie, whether acting or stage hand, Syzoth, and by extension a large chunk of the Kast, will a million percent also be there after being coincidentally, also invited by Johnny! He's interested in Earth culture, and after watching Predator, which scared the daylights out of him, he wants to know the process behind movies.

Hundred percent asks to see movies with you, apart from horrors, never show him a horror movie, he will not be able to sleep for weeks.

Movie nights are incredibly common, a lot of other non Earthrealmers join in as well! It becomes very cramped very fast in your house, let's hope Johnny is nice enough to lend you all his mansion for the night.

He's a big fan of superhero media, there's always an invisible person, although he finds the fact a lot of them have to strip incredibly strange, or some type of half human half animal hybrid, he feels at home a lot of the time watching those types of superheros.

He can't stomach human food, so if he ever stays at yours for a sleepover or just to hang out for a day, he'll be an exterminator for you and eat any bugs he can find as his lunch / dinner. It's very helpful during summer.

Speaking of summer, he always wears his usual attire even in unbearable heat, he's uncomfortable with his human form and he feels awkward to show more of it. Besides, he likes to keep warm because he gets cold too easily, and when he's cold he gets slower which is impractical and annoying.

After the death of his wife and children, he's been looking for a distraction, he needs some form of comfort and he feels talking to you and his other friends is a huge help. Especially if you've experienced a close loss before, even if you don't know ways to help cope, you can always find ways to help each other heal together.

He tries to ask you for dating advice with Ashra, this most likely goes over well no matter how horrible your advice is, because Ashra and Syzoth are the best couple and are so wholesome nothing could offend either.

Syzoth is always awkward around dinners, whenever he's invited to Madam Bo's by one of the Kast of you, he sort of just sits around and tries to talk instead of eat. Reptiles learned after a while that it's impolite to humans when you just eat bugs out of the air, which he doesn't understand, and so refrains from eating at most public dinners.

He really wants to bring you to Zattera, but he knows far too well that they don't take kindly to warm blood, and while he understands his people's reason, he's still disappointed.

Luckily! He can visit your home in Earthrealm.

He does unfortunately get a lot of stares when he visits your home, your family and even strangers on the street always assume he's a cosplayer.

After he gets roles for a few of Johnny's movies, he becomes a micro celebrity of some sorts, including you if you decide to star in them. People recognise him on the streets and he gets rather embarrassed, but also very appreciated, he feels a lot of love around fans.

Apart from the weird ones... He tries to tell people that he's taken, with a wonderful girlfriend who'd he'd never betray, but... He needs you to chase them off a lot.

I imagine at first, your family and friends might think he's really weird, like, not even 'wow that was strange' weird, but 'never invite this man to be close to my vicinity again' type weird.

He's always looking around suspiciously, eyes wide, sweaty, sometimes he looks like he's going to speak but then holds a hand over his mouth, always when there's a fly near...

But, it only takes a day of knowing him for them to switch up and genuinely adore him.

They invite him around all the time, he's sweating buckets and terrified of messing up, but they're so taken aback by how goddamn sweet this guy is they don't notice.

Once again, you become his saviour and help him whenever they get too talkative about where he's from. They don't know about Outworld, and Liu Kang would prefer it if you didn't spill to everybody.

He finds human fashion a bit strange, but he actually really likes hoodies, especially the ones with short sleeves, they feel comfortable and he can move around a lot without it being a hassle of detangling and annoyance. He also likes wearing fingerless gloves everywhere.

Introducing him to Earthrealm music is... Interesting, to say the least. He really enjoys a lot of them! Especially classical, they're closer to what he knows from Outworld, but, he's also surprised at how much he likes a lot of modern music.

I'm spreading my Britney Spears fan Syzoth agenda and you can't stop me.

Mortal Kombat 1 Intros with a Spider-Man Reader

Characters included : Johnny Cage, Kung Lao, Kitana, Mileena, Sindel, Syzoth / Reptile.

Notes(s) : There are adult ones, which are either romantic/flirty or platonic. Then teen ones, which are just platonic.

MK1 with a Venom Symbiote Reader here!

Johnny Cage

Adult Reader -

Reader : Cage, you can't be serious.

Johnny : Oh, come on, at least imagine kissing while you're invisible, please.

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Reader : For the last time, I'm too busy fighting crime to be in your movies.

Johnny : Come on, babe, a cinematic universe with Spider-People? It'll be a hit!

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Johnny : No, wait, just hear me out, Man-Spider, a Spider gets bitten by a radioactive man!

Reader : I don't know why I talk to you...

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Johnny : You seriously couldn't have chosen a better suit.

Reader : It's not meant to be sexy, but if it can distract you in this fight I'm all for it.

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Teen Reader -

Reader : Wait, you're serious? I can be in one of your movies?!

Johnny : Sure, kid, anything for an adoring fan.

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Reader : It's... It's such a dream to meet you, you're so awesome in Ninja Mime, I-

Johnny : Let me guess, you want an autograph?

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Johnny : So, a radioactive Spider is still out there, making more of you?

Reader : I may have accidentally killed it before I knew...

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Johnny : Hah, I'm a martial arts superstar, some spider-kid isn't getting the best of me.

Reader : I've defeated men twice the size of you!

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Kung Lao

Adult Reader -

Reader : Yes, webs come out of my wrists, why?

Kung Lao : Do they come out of... Anywhere else?

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Reader : I do everything I can to protect the people I love.

Kung Lao : Would I happen to be one of them?

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Kung Lao : You're always missing our dates...

Reader : I'm sorry, but crime is everywhere and I need to stop it.

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Kung Lao : You're buying me dinner at Madame Bo's for the incident at Johnny's.

Reader : I didn't mean to activate my electricity in the pool!

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Teen Reader -

Reader : Why would I crawl on Madame Bo's ceiling?

Kung Lao : There's webs up there, they fall down on the food sometimes.

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Reader : I can't take a break, someone could get hurt-

Kung Lao : You're a kid, this isn't your responsibility.

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Kung Lao : Ah! You can't sneak up on me like that!

Reader : It's not my fault, I didn't realise I was invisible!

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Kung Lao : Wait a minute, you're part Spider, but afraid of them?

Reader : Don't say it so loud, someone could hear!

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Kitana

Adult Reader -

Reader : I don't know, can you handle my electricity?

Kitana : Don't underestimate me, Earthrealmer.

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Reader : Kitana, I don't understand what you mean?

Kitana : I mean, Earthrealmer, I would love to see what those webs of yours can be used for.

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Kitana : That magic you possess, it's incredible!

Reader : I got bit by a radioactive Spider, it's not magic.

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Kitana : Stop turning invisible around the palace, it's making Mileena suspicious.

Reader : I can't help it, it happens when I relax!

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Teen Reader -

Reader : Once a great man told me that with great power comes great responsibility

Kitana : He must've meant a lot to you

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Reader : I'll zap you if you get too close!

Kitana : Ha, are all Earthrealmers so immature?

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Kitana : I doubt you'll best me in Kombat.

Reader : Just know that you'll never live it down when I do.

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Kitana : I can't believe my mother thinks so lowly of you, you're only a child.

Reader : You'd be surprised.

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Mileena

Adult Reader -

Reader : I don't think your sister likes me much...

Mileena : It's because you keep crawling on the ceilings.

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Reader : I'm sorry for electrocuting you.

Mileena : I was under the effects of my affliction, you were only defending yourself.

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Mileena : You're awfully close to that Earthrealm girl.

Reader : Gwen's just a friend, Mileena.

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Mileena : That's a cute trick you have there.

Reader : What about spider webs are cute??

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Teen Reader -

Reader : Can you train me?

Mileena : Only if you teach me your own moves.

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Reader : I'm more than capable of fighting!

Mileena : I understand the feeling of being underestimated, Earthrealmer.

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Mileena : Your abilities are useful in Kombat.

Reader : I want to protect anybody who can't match them.

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Mileena : Never go invisible during an Outworld dinner again.

Reader : I'm sorry, I got nervous!

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Sindel

Adult Reader -

Reader : I apologise for accidentally using my powers last night...

Sindel : Don't be, dear, it was an interesting experience.

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Reader : With great power, comes great responsibility.

Sindel : Inspiring words, I trust you to live up to them.

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Sindel : Your abilities are promising, let's hope you put them to good use.

Reader : I'll do my best, I always try to.

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Sindel : I never thought I'd feel this way again...

Reader : What? I don't understand, Empress.

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Teen Reader -

Reader : Oh, come on! It's so fun to swing around!

Sindel : It's childish at best, Earthrealmer

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Reader : You're so level headed...

Sindel : And you're immature.

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Sindel : Hah! Liu Kang sends a child?

Reader : Will you people stop acting like I'm incompetent?!

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Sindel : You are a worthy adversary, but far too much of a jester.

Reader : I fight crime flawlessly, I should get to joke once and a while!

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Syzoth / Reptile

Adult Reader -

Reader : I love you, Syzoth, but I can't stay.

Reptile : I won't fault you for returning to Earthrealm to protect your family.

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Reader : You want us both to be invisible while we-

Reptile : It was just an idea.

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Reptile : Our abilities make us challenging adversaries.

Reader : It's only fitting that we come together as one.

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Reptile : You are always away from me.

Reader : I have responsibilities at home, Syzoth.

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Teen Reader -

Reader : Woah, you can turn invisible? So can I!

Reptile : But are you as stealthy as me?

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Reader : Look at me! I'm upside down!

Reptile : I can see that, Earthrealmer.

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Reptile : You need to stay home, even with your abilities, it's far too dangerous here.

Reader : I can handle this place!

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Reptile : Just because you can electrocute people, doesn't mean you're prepared to fight Shang Tsung.

Reader : I have to at least try.

Mortal Kombat 1 With a Venom Symbiote Spider-Man Reader

Characters included : Johnny Cage, Kung Lao, Kitana, Mileena, Sindel, Syzoth / Reptile.

Note(s) : This was requested by @kchavez666

I'll do a part two after I finish part two to this post (Which is about a Spider-Man reader)

Johnny Cage

Adult Reader

Reader : I don't need saving, cage. I'm the hero, not you.

Johnny Cage : Way to break a man's ego and heart.

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Reader : Your previous wife left... Career in shambles... And now we have your lover...

Johnny Cage : I'll find a way to kill you, whatever you are.

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Johnny Cage : Why are you looking at me like that?

Reader : Your blood... I can't... Control it...

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Johnny Cage : The hell is wrong with you?! Liu Kang said to not hurt civilians!

Reader : We just want to feed, Johnny...

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Teen Reader

Reader : Please, it hurts! So many voices, so many-

Johnny Cage : We'll get it off of you, don't worry.

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Reader : You cannot save them, they are a part of us now.

Johnny Cage : They're just a kid, you monster.

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Johnny Cage : How could you do this?

Reader : We are saving the world.

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Johnny Cage : Seriously, whatever that alien is, get it off!

Reader : You cannot separate us now.

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Kung Lao

Adult Reader

Reader : I can't wait to peel the skin from your flesh...

Kung Lao : Get out of my lover's head, you beast!

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Reader : Kung Lao, why are you hurting us, don't you love us?!

Kung Lao : I don't love you. Not like this.

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Kung Lao : Give them back.

Reader : Give who back? We haven't stolen anybody.

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Kung Lao : You tried to kill Liu Kang!

Reader : He was trying to separate us!

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Teen Reader

Reader : It's so loud... Make it stop, make it stop!

Kung Lao : I'm only trying to help!

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Reader : You are nothing, but if you join with a symbiote? You could be everything.

Kung Lao : Don't try to tempt me with false promises.

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Kung Lao : That thing is changing you, if you'd only let me help-

Reader : Do not call us a thing!

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Kung Lao : You're just a kid... How could this thing do this to you?...

Reader : Stop it, shut up! Shut up!

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Kitana

Adult Reader

Reader : Ah... Princess Kitana, your flesh looks so... Appetising...

Kitana : Let my lover go, you filthy parasite.

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Reader : Won't you help us save the world...?

Kitana : Taking away people's free will is not saving them.

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Kitana : You are not the one I once loved, I can see that now.

Reader : You were so easy to fool.

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Kitana : I can still save you.

Reader : We do not need saving!

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Teen Reader

Reader : We only want peace...

Kitana : If that is the truth, then why does the blood of hundreds stain your hands?

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Reader : Why would you do this to us?!

Kitana : It's only temporary, I need to keep you still so I can help get it off of you.

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Kitana : To think, such a cruel creature would ensare a child-

Reader : You will not call us a creature!

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Kitana : What a horrific display, you are not saving anybody by infecting them.

Reader : You're blinded, Outworlder, by your own arrogance. But we can save you...

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Mileena

Adult Reader

Reader : The voices, they're so loud... So loud...

Mileena : My love, try to fight it, please-

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Reader : You want to save us? But dearest, there's nothing to worry about.

Mileena : I'll kill you, you filthy parasite!

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Mileena : We must fight our illnesses together.

Reader : What we are is not an illness!

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Mileena : You will not be taken by that... That thing!

Reader : Do not call us a thing!

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Teen Reader

Reader : I'll kill you and peel the flesh from your bones!

Mileena : You will not harm me or the victim you are controlling, parasite!

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Reader : You claim to be superior? Did you not blind your creator's little puppet?

Mileena : What happened to the swordsman was a misfortune caused by my illness, not by my greed.

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Mileena : You dare to infect this young Earthrealmer?!

Reader : They are one of us, now. Soon, you will join them.

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Mileena : You... I will enjoy tearing you apart...

Reader : The beast fights a saviour.

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Sindel

Adult Reader

Reader : You would dare lock us away?!

Sindel : You and that... Thing, can still be separated.

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Reader : What a wondrous queen, willing to join us for her people.

Sindel : Hah, you believe I'll be lost to you?

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Sindel : I have lost Jerrod once before, I refuse to lose my lover to this beast.

Reader : We will enjoy feasting on your corpse.

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Sindel : You ignorant scum! You will release my lover this instant, or face punishment.

Reader : All of Outworld will join us...

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Teen Reader

Reader : Stop it! Stop the noise! Agh!!

Sindel : I apologise for what I must do to save you, child.

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Reader : You... You pathetic worm! You will join us and-

Sindel : Silence with your needless noises, parasite.

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Sindel : Your actions have cost me and my people war with Earthrealm, vermin.

Reader : We are bridging the gap for peace, to save all worlds.

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Sindel : Do you not understand consequence, or is your desire to feed above all else?

Reader : Our desire is as yours is, to protect our people.

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Syzoth / Reptile

Adult Reader

Reader : That bell, turn it off, turn it off!

Reptile : I can't if I want to save you.

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Reader : You've already lost one lover, and now you attempt to kill us?!

Reptile : You will never be my lover, you're a parasite.

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Reptile : I love you, why do you refuse to return to me?

Reader : Because we are not yours, Syzoth.

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Reptile : Your imitation of the one I hold dear is laughable at best.

Reader : You pathetic lizard, let us free!

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Teen Reader

Reader : We will heal all worlds, if you must die for it, then that is your fate.

Reptile : You would be so cruel as to use a child for your goals?!

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Reader : You will die just as your family did...

Reptile : I will show you no mercy, parasite!

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Reptile : I know what it's like, to do things you couldn't imagine out of fear-

Reader : We are not afraid!

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Reptile : You will not harm this child any longer.

Reader : We are harming nobody!

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⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀[ FASHION KILLA ]

🌀 → this has nothing to do with fashion i just love the song fashion killa by asap rocky → pwp, dom!syzoth, quick blurb, doggy with mirror in front, boob grabbing, (creampie?), body worship

Syzoth’s sharp talons dig into your skin has his hips piston into yours. each time your head hung low, he grips you by your neck, pulling you back to making you watch him pull you apart. piece by piece.

“fucking watch me.” he grunts, his moans becoming airy. though his words and gestures have harsh intentions, he always found a way to make you feel loved in the process.

he shows his affection in small ways. rubbing the small dimples on your back, telling you that you were in good hands. whenever you were in missionary, he would always have his hands tangled with yours, leaning down to kiss you. he also did it to suppress his moans.

but a venomous poison of lust and hunger infused in his veins for a moment. he lost every ounce of self restraint around you, pouncing on your every time his eyes met your body. you.

”come on, princess. i’m not gonna hurt you.” he chuckles, teasing you as you wiggle and squirm at his touch. he could tell you were close since you squeezed around him, your moans getting louder and louder, fogging the mirror.

“we’re gonna have a—fuck—beautiful family together.” he seethes through his teeth. “gonna get your stomach all swelled up.” he pulls you up, your bare back touching his toned chest. he bites your next, edging you closer as his seed paints your spongy walls.

the edge of the bathroom counter dig into your hips as his thrusts become harsher, getting close to his breaking point. “fuck!”

your slick coats his length as his load pours into your cunt.

“just three more rounds to make sure you’ll get pregnant.” he smiles, leaning down to kiss your cheek before slowly thrusting in you again.

it was going to be a loooooong night.

To the people who make mk x reader fanfics, please either message me or tag me in your reptile x reader fics😭

Syzoth is the type of guy u can write a love song about😮‍💨❤️

im so excited to be able to share this request with you! 🥺 — could you do a headcanon with syzoth x princess!reader? *in my mind she's mileena and kitana's sister. — and she doesn't feel so included among the sisters and finds comfort among "the banished"

Ok, so ajust a warning: When I read this, I thought you wanted a fic. And I was already deep into this when I realized that you wanted headcanons. 😂 So if you want, I can still do the headcanons for you too. Just let me know! 🙂 And to my other requests, your fics are on their way! Anyway, here it is! My first ever Syzoth X Fem!Reader fic! Enjoy! 💚🖤💚🖤

No Longer Alone

Description: Being stuck in your sisters' shadows was never easy, especially when you live in the royal family of Outworld. You always felt as if you came in last compared to them and felt so alone. That is until one day when a mysterious man literally crashes your festival... Warnings: Fluff, Sad And Lonely Reader And Sad And Lonely Syzoth. Word Count: 2.6k MasterList: 🖤 Kassie's Angels: @lorebite, @mornandil. (If you want to be added to the taglist, let me know in the comments! 🖤)

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Never would I have thought that on that day — the day a strange man came crashing into our festival — that my life would change for the better forever. As much as it pained me, I wasn't allowed to interfere when the man went into battle with my sister. Being the youngest of the three royal sisters of Outworld, I was bound to the sidelines as I watched my sisters deal with any situation — unless they needed more numbers in a battle, of course.

I knew that they were only protecting me and that they didn't want to put my life in danger unless it was really necessary, but I couldn't help but feel left out. It was as if no one took me seriously — as a princess or a fighter — and that stung worse than any wound I would ever receive in any battle.

I sat on a nearby stool, watching the altercation from afar. It worried me, watching my sisters battle with no way to aid them. But I had no choice. I was damned to just sit and watch — just like the people I've been told are beneath us. Though I never really thought they were. What right did I have — someone who was born into royalty — to sit there and claim that my life was more valuable than any other. It just felt wrong. After some time, the fight seemed to come to an end with both the man and my sister seemingly not severely harmed. And then surprisingly, my two sisters approached me with the young man at their side.

I couldn't keep my eyes from following the man as he came forth. He seemed so different — so... Beautiful. There was something about him that lured me in. I just couldn't place my finger upon it at the time.

"(Y/N)," My sister — Kitana — addressed me and I stood.

"Yes, sister?" I responded as I stepped closer and bowed my head as a symbol of respect. It was what mother taught me to do, since my sisters were older and wiser than myself.

"This is Syzoth — he has come to aid us in upcoming battles." She notified me while introducing the mysterious man.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Syzoth." I greeted him kindly. "I am (Y/N). The third daughter of King Jerrod and Queen Sindel."

The man nodded with a smile stretching the corners of his lips and — to my surprise — he bowed before me. "It's my pleasure, princess."

I had never earned that type of respect from someone so soon. Being so young in a family of royals, many don't appreciate me the way I — at least — felt I deserved. I let my eyes linger upon the man as he stood to his full height and smiled warmly in my direction. He was so different compared to anyone I had ever met before.

After letting out a slightly annoyed sigh, Mileena broke the silence that had fallen between us all. "Sister, show Syzoth to one of our guest cabins by the castle. He can rest there for the time being."

I nodded eagerly and my sister handed me a key to said cabin, and then I gestured to the man to follow me in the direction I was planning on going. As I began walking down the stone road with him at my side, I could hear Kitana call out with concern filling her tone, "Be cautious, sister!"

I shook my head as an amused smile curled my lips. She was always so concerned for my well-being. But she should know that I can very much take care of myself. After all, they both made sure to train me well.

Most of the walk was silent until I noticed how the man watched his surroundings with much curiosity. He looked at everything as if it was new to him. I couldn't keep myself from glancing over in his direction once in a while just to watch his interesting behavior. 

'Is he from another realm?'

"So — where do you hail from, my friend?" I asked as we turned down a new pathway, leading towards where the guest cabins were.

"Oh, I'm from Outworld." He replied, much to my surprise. "Just not these parts of Outworld..."

The comment very much intrigued me and I wanted to know more, "Not this part?" I pushed carefully.

"Ever heard of Zaterra?" He asked with a hint of resentment and... Something else in his voice. Perhaps sorrow? I couldn't help but wince as the word greeted my ears and I responded with a simple and rather nervous, "oh..."

We reached the cabin but just as we went to say our goodbyes and part ways, I noticed a pretty deep and bloody gash on his right bicep. Being used to tending to my sisters' battle wounds when nurses weren't accessible, I knew the right thing to do was offer assistance.

"My — that wound looks pretty deep. I think there is a medical kit in the bathroom of this cabin. Do you want me to clean you up?" I offered kindly and he quickly shook his head.

"No, princess. I've already disturbed your night enough. Go enjoy the rest of your festival."

I mirrored his previous actions by shaking my head, denying his refusal. "No, I insist. It will only take a few minutes of my time."

After a minute of hesitation, the man accepted my offer with a nod of his head. I opened the door of the cabin with the key my sister had given me, we entered the cozy place and I instantly headed straight to the bathroom to retrieve the medical kit.

Once I returned a few minutes later with the needed items in hand, I saw Syzoth sitting on the couch in the middle of the room, looking around at his surroundings curiously like before. I found it oddly cute, how he seems so fascinated with all around him. I decided to watch his actions for a minute longer, before entering the room to greet the man once again.

I sat down right beside him on the couch, and quickly got to work on his wounded arm. He would flinch every once in a while, but he was pretty good at staying still for me. The room fell silent for the time being but it was actually fairly nice. He watched as I cleaned and bandaged his arm, but I didn't feel judged or criticized like I usually did whenever I was being trained by my sisters or mother. I felt... Rather calm with this man. I liked it.

"There you go — all better now." I announced as I finished wrapping the soft cloth around his muscular arm as carefully as I could.

He looked down at his arm for a moment, carefully inspecting the bandage before looking up at me with a grateful grin.

"Thank you, princess. You did a wonderful job."

I could quickly feel my cheeks stinging with heat and I instantly looked away to hide the blush I knew had stained them crimson. As a royal, I knew I couldn't mingle with one my family didn't approve of first. And besides, he could never feel that way for me anyway. Growing up, all the men in my village were always attracted to my sisters like moths to a fire. And it seemed to me that I was the lavender that repelled them. They haven't wanted me all my life, so why would they now? I quickly looked for anything to steer the conversation in a new direction and distract the man from my rose-dusted skin.

"Um... So, I must ask..." I began, struggling to find words as I thought hard of a good question to ask him — anything to steer the conversation away from dangerous territory. "I've never seen Zaterra, but I have heard stories about it from my ancestors. You don't necessarily look Zaterran. Were you adopted?"

The man stared at me for a moment with a blank expression — as if I had just said the most obsurde thing he had ever heard — before laughing heartedly for a few minutes. He shook his head as he calmed down from his fit of giggles, finally looking back at me with a large smile of amusement.

"No, I am not adopted. I am indeed Zaterran, princess." He informed me. Still being very confused, I just had to push for a clearer answer. 

"I do not understand. You look so— so—"

"Human?"

"Yeah,"

At that moment, Syzoth leaned forwards and lowered his voice as if to tell me something that was only meant for my ears to hear. I leaned in closer — until our faces were merely inches apart — and it had just then dawned on me that I had never been this close to a man before. My heart began racing as I felt his hot breath fan my skin like a warm summer's breeze. I was sure that I was blushing again.

I could see his face better now — every little detail of his tattoo, his beautiful light green eyes, the aged scars that were across his face and soft pink lips. I wanted to run my fingers along the inked design to see what it felt like, his soft green eyes lured me in like a wolf to the stars at night, and those soft pink lips... I wondered at that moment what it would be like if I leaned in a little closer and let them gently caress my own — how good would that feel? But then his low voice finally brought me back out of my little fantasy.

"Can you keep something only between you and me?" He whispered in a volume so quiet, I almost couldn't catch the words to comprehend them. I nodded slowly and he stood up from his spot, backing away from the couch. "Promise me you won't be frightened, princess?"

Though that last sentence did make me a bit worried and nervous, I nodded my head in agreement. Merely a few seconds later, the man disappeared. I was pretty confused but then suddenly a large, reptilian creature appeared right before me. He stood around 8-9ft tall, towering over me as he licked his big fangs. I could only gasp as my eyes stayed focused upon the creature — my body now completely frozen in shock. I couldn't comprehend how this beautiful man could transform into a reptilian creature. It seemed impossible. But it was Outworld, so I guess I shouldn't have been too surprised.

The creature then came forward and lowered his head to my side, showing that he had no intention of devouring me like my ancestors told me Zaterrans do. I placed my hand upon the top of his head and stroked his scales a few times to show that I wasn't afraid of him in his — I suppose natural form. He let out a low rumble that emitted from his chest and I couldn't help but giggle a little bit at the fact that he enjoyed the affection much like a tamed dog. He was actually quite a beautiful creature. I always had an appreciation for reptiles that my family could never understand.

The creature eventually backed away and suddenly, Syzoth was once again in his human form. He stood before me with a rather cheeky smile set on his lips. Whether he found it amusing how shocked I was or was just happy that I didn't run away, I am unsure. He approached the couch and sat down once again, staring into my eyes with almost hopeful ones.

"When my people found out about my "curse", I was terrorized and run out. They called me a freak..." He peered down to his hands folded in his lap as he whispered the last sentence as if it hurt his heart to speak those words, and that hurt my heart as well. Because in a way, I knew what it was like to be treated differently than others. "But that's why I'm here: To make a new and rewarding life for myself."

"You're not a freak," I exclaimed with a reassuring smile while placing my hand on his own. He glanced up at me as if he was surprised to hear me say those words — lips parted as if he wanted to speak, but didn't know what to say. "And I don't think it's a curse; It's a gift."

"So you are not afraid, princess?" He asked with a hint of nervousness in his tone and I shook my head.

"Of course not, Syzoth. I think your Zaterran form is rather beautiful. And you must be a mighty good fighter?" I nudged his shoulder playfully with my own and he huffed a short laugh.

"Perhaps once you are queen, I can be your protector?" He suggested as his lips curved up into a pretty attractive smirk. My heart began to beat faster once again for only a second until his words finally sunk in.

"Unfortunately, that won't be possible." I mentioned and he looked at me with confusion etched in his features. I figured that I should explain more thoroughly. "My sister — Mileena — is next in line to inherit the throne from our mother. I will never be queen of Outworld."

"Oh, I am sorry." He spoke sincerely and I simply shook my head to dismiss his apology, despite being grateful towards his empathy.

"It's fine, Syzoth. I am truly proud of my sister's accomplishments. I just wasn't meant to be a ruler." I gave him a faint smile to mask my hidden sorrow but it was plainly clear that he could see right through it. He had only known me for an hour and he could somehow see through the cracks of my porcelain mask of lies better than my family could. How funny is that?

He stared at me as if he was examining my features for a moment, before speaking in the softest tone I had ever heard spoken, "Well, you could be the queen of my heart instead?"

Coincidentally with his words, I felt my heart stop for a second as they sunk into my mind. My thoughts were racing around my mind at such fast speeds, that I began to feel dizzy and lightheaded.

'There is absolutely no way he just suggested— No, it's not possible— Or is it? Even if it was, there would be no way we could— By the Elder Gods, my sisters would never allow it!'

But just as I parted my lips to speak my refusal, my eyes set upon his hopeful gaze. There sat before me a man who saw my worth — who wanted to love me the way I deserved to be loved; how could I deny that?

"Syzoth," I spoke in the most soft and calm tone I could muster. I took the man's large hands within my own and smiled up at him in a loving way. "I would be honored to be the queen of your heart."

His smile broadened as his fingers clasped around my hands to hold them tight as he locked his warm gaze with my own. "Together, we will no longer be alone."

We both leaned forward and his soft lips finally collided with mine in a kiss that I had not only been waiting for for the past hour, but my whole life. It was as if color had finally been restored into my grey existence and — for the first time ever — I knew something that was finally set in stone — I knew that I would no longer be alone.

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syzoth x reader brainrot below the cut

• Your first kiss is kinda weird. Syzoth isn't used to giving/recieving affection in his human form, so your faces bump into each other a few times before you finally meet your target. His eyes are open the whole time, and you try to hold back giggles as not to discourage him.

• As he becomes more accustomed to kissing you, makeout sessions also become a thing you tutor him on. He seemed curious the first time you slipped your tongue into his mouth, not disliking it but also not really understanding it. So you guide him in moving his mouth against yours, and it doesn't take long for his prehensile, forked tongue to slip past your lips as he wraps his arms around you.

• Sometimes his long, scaly tail makes an appearance out of nowhere, even when the rest of his body is visibly human. You have learned through accidentally petting it before that it is... a particularly sensitive zone for him. You still blush when you think about the soft moan that escaped his mouth the first time you ran your fingers along the individual scales, hard muscle lying underneath.

• Syzoth is gentleman when it comes to kissing and caressing you... until you ask him to do otherwise. When you urge him to be a little more rough, to leave marks along your neck and grind down into you like an animal in heat, well, he can certainly deliver.

• Foreplay is also a newer experience for the Zaterran, at least in his human form. When your encounters start to get spicier, you have to show him the ropes a little here and there, but he's a quick leaner.

He takes immense pleasure in fingering you, the smell of your arousal driving him wild as he elicits whines and moans from your slackened jaw. Eating you out also becomes one of his favorite activities (and yours as well), as his tongue can drive you absolutely wild and make you cum like no one else ever has.

As for recieving, he's a little shy about it at first, but with time opens up to your gentle caresses and strokes, being driven wild whenever you have your hands on him. It's a constant struggle for him not to cum immediately when you take his length into your mouth, his pale green eyes rolling back into his head and legs shaking beneath you.

• He's very versatile when it comes to sex. There aren't any complaints if you want him to top you (though you do develop a system of how hard you want it, after a while, as some days you want to get dicked down like it's mating season, others, you want it nice and slow). Although he'll blush bright green if you point it out, he absolutely loves it when you're on top, and enjoys holding on to your waist as you ride him.

• He's a cold-blooded boy, so he'll definitely choose to snuggle close to you after activities, or during the night, to share some of your heat and take a little nap.

• Taking him to Walmart and buying him a tupperware of live crickets from their fishing section (his fav snack).

(Hello hi, I love your work, first of all). For NSFW headcanons... maybe sneaking a semi-public quickie with our resident lizard man?

Hi! Thank you so much! 💚 I originally intended on this being shorter but I got very carried away with this. It was so fun to write! 🤭 I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it! And let me know if you have any other head-canon or fic ideas! 💚 NSFW below!

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Usually, Syzoth was pretty good at keeping his feelings in order. Whenever he was out and felt the room getting hotter and his pants getting tighter, he would always be quick to put his mind to something else and forget about the feeling until he could deal with it later.

But this wasn't any ordinary day for Syzoth; it was mating season. Usually, during this difficult time, Syzoth could still manage to hide his feelings. Sure, he would be a bit more moody and short-tempered than usual, but he could still keep himself from pouncing on the first girl he laid his eyes on. He's not an animal, after all. (Actually— 👀😂)

But that all changed when he met you. Even when you began dating, he would heavily avoid you during these times because he never knew if he could control himself around you. And that theory turned out to be true when he accidentally ran into you in the streets of Outworld during on one of his most feral days.

He was supposed to be delivering a message for the empress, but that mission was replaced with a much more lewd one when he saw you.

You were surprised when he grabbed you by the wrist and forcefully dragged you behind one of the barren shopping stalls set up in the streets. And you were even more surprised when he slammed you up against the wall and collided his beautiful lips to yours. You figured that the owner of the stall must have been out to lunch, but you didn't know for sure when they would be back. The thought alone made your knees weak from nerves and arousal.

Teaching Syzoth how to kiss was definitely rewarding, and you smiled wickedly into the kiss as you thanked the Elder Gods that you decided to do so that day. He had been so nervous to do such a thing that he didn't think he was ready for. But you slowly eased him into it and found that he was quite a skilled learner.

He pried your lips apart with his spade tongue, and you let out a soft moan as it caressed yours passionately, all while his hands were slowly travelling up your body to intensely squeeze your breasts. When you got too loud, Syzoth pulled away and pressed his hand to your mouth before firmly shushing and scolding you.

Something was different in his eyes that day. They didn't have the usual light and softness that you were used to within them. Instead, they looked hungry and gazed upon you as if you were his prey.

It didn't take long for him to have your pants around your ankles. You tried not to cringe when you heard thread snap as he tore them down, but the burning arousal within your core told you not to worry about it for now. Luckily, the stall you hid behind did sell clothing. How convenient!

Any other day, Syzoth would look up at you apologetically if he did anything destructive like this, but today it was clear that he couldn't care less.

And as soon as his cock was freed from the confines of his pants, he buried it to the brim within you as he let out a hiss of satisfaction. You almost didn't get a chance to see how painfully hard he was—how his tip leaked pre-cum like a facet for you. But that didn't matter because you could feel it deep within your tight walls.

Your head lolled back as you let out a heavenly sigh, but just as you began to get lost in that daydreamy cloud of pleasurable bliss, you heard something that made you go pale. Suddenly, there were more voices than just the usual amount on the busy streets of Outworld. In fact, it sounded as if people were gathering around.

Syzoth let something in Zaterran—which you assumed to be a curse word—slip off his forked tongue. You both clued in at the same time that it was the day for the annual parade the royals would throw. Syzoth's mind must have been so fogged by the heat of his rut that he forgot it was on this very date.

But instead of pulling out—like you expected him to—Syzoth gripped your shoulders firmly and began quickly pumping himself in and out of your hole. You let out startled gasps as he abused your pussy, bruising your cervix more each time he thrusted himself into you.

One of his hands moved from your shoulder to press against your lips and seal your moans within again as he picked up his pace, moving at a speed that was humanly impossible.

Between your walls getting filled perfectly by his thick length over and over, the sounds of your mate's feral growls in your ear, and the thrill of the small chance of getting caught in your naughty situation, it didn't take long for that coil of pleasure within to snap and have you seeing stars as you met your climax. And Syzoth followed shortly after, digging his nails deep into your flesh as he growled like a rabid dog while filling your walls with thick ropes of his hot cum.

You ignored the sting of overstimulation in your core and the angry crescents engraved in your shoulders as you let him ride out his high. The way your walls fluttered around him as you reached your climax must have been the last straw for your poor Ninja, knocking him into one of the most intense orgasms of his life.

After his high came to an end, he rested his forehead against yours while letting his eyes flutter shut. There was a moment of peace and the two of you listened to the people enjoying the festival around you while you could feel his cooling seed drip down your thighs and legs, reminding you that you'd have to get a pregnancy test soon.

After coming to and noticing that your blood had been welling up under his nails from how hard they dug into your flesh, Syzoth pulled away and began showering you with praises and compliments. He asked if you were okay and if you could walk, which you told him you would manage.

After taking some pants from the stall you hid behind and leaving some money on the counter, you and Syzoth shared one final kiss and said your goodbyes before parting ways so he could finish his mission to deliver the empress' message. After being left behind, you decided to enjoy the rest of the parade before going home to prepare for a long night of round two. ♡

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◜ mk1 men using their powers in the bedroom part 1 of ?◞

▸ includes: reptile [mk1 versions] ◂

If you ask Syzoth whether or not Zaterrans are sexual creatures, he will answer that yes, it takes two Zaterrans in order to reproduce. But if you ask him whether he himself has an interest in sex, he would reply with a smile, saying "Pay me, and I might answer you."

[Spicy/Explicit after the cut 🔞]

The answer is that with very few exceptions, he views sex as an opportunity to perform. And he views performance as a way to earn money. You'd certainly not have been the first creature to pay for his honest answer, and you likely will not be the last.

People have paid good money to have Syzoth's freakish powers used for their pleasure. If you want to know details of his encounters with clients, he's happy to share, for the cost of a few koin. The higher the payout, the hotter the tea.

"Or perhaps you would rather we show, not tell," he might say while reaching out an empty palm as an offer to accept payment.

For pay, he will show you his body. His human body, nude, with elegant tattoos that tort and stretch with his movements, is an alluring sight to most. He has never been picky about the shape of his paying clients: all humans seem equally adorable and strange to him, while money makes anyone alluring in his eyes. He would waste no time in giving you whatever you desire from his body. In fact, his professional experience with pleasing others makes it highly likely that he can guess what you want and how deeply you desire it just from the skipping beat of your heart.

He cannot hear your heartbeat from a distance, but its imperceptible rhythm gently rattles the floor beneath his feet, and as his body evolved to detect such vibrations from the earth in order to hunt prey, he will know when the heart's rhythm changes. His eyes would take a slow tour of your body, and when he looked at the parts of you that you're most excited for him to play with, your heart would speed up naturally. The second he figures out what your heart truly desires, it is yours.

At first, he uses his tongue mostly for talking. He tells about past patron's kinks, such as the one who liked him to ride them reverse cowgirl style in his human form, only to strangle them with his tail during climax. Or the one that preferred to be pinned face down and very lightly scratched with razor sharp talons all down their back. He might tell cautionary tales of the ones that begged him to use his tongue on their genitals, not realizing that removing it can feel like tearing duct tape from the skin without the appropriate lubricants. Syzoth has an ulterior motive - while telling his stories, he's sensing your temperature. He knows when you're aroused because no matter what you have between your legs, it will emit heat.

He may move his face closer, hinting and teasing that he could go down. The tips of his forked tongue might flicker in the air just between your thighs, fanning the air towards his nostrils so he can better smell and taste the heat that rises from your body.

If you become a beggar in these moments, the same as many other patrons have done, he will insist that he's first allowed to test his tongue against less sensitive parts of your body. If you can tolerate the feel on your chest, perhaps you might enjoy the things you've proposed he do to your most sensitive spots.

He would eject his tongue to catch your nipple, then pull the tender tissue up as his face is drawn down to your chest by the tension in his tongue. He would suckle and mouth at this spot for a while, feeling your heartbeat rattle throughout his entire skull. He's gentle when he comes up for air, but it does indeed feel like ripping a bandaid off. He's only chosen this moment to risk causing you pain because he believes you're too aroused to care about or even feel pain.

He would tell you that for his most requested trick, he requires a funhouse mirror - the kind that makes everything seem bigger. He has no hesitation in telling you that he had one while in the circus, and that he'd put it behind him before fucking certain patrons. He'd hold them in a very specific way that would force them to look at their own reflection... *through* his invisible chest, angled so they could practically see inside themselves as he worked them open with the invisible phallic objects of their choice. For some, fingers sufficed. For most, seeing his cock disappearing inside them over and over again was the pinnacle of pleasure. Still others preferred invisible toys, or the tongue, or even something more creative.

His favorite thing is the look on a patron's face when he's suddenly visible again. By the time he drops the invisibility, both he and his patrons are fuckdrunk and often have cute, dumbfounded expressions on their faces. Syzoth knows his open mouthed grin is cuter when his face flushes at the brink of his orgasm. He knows he's as adorable as he is silly looking when he's slackjawed, panting, and pressing the tips of his tongue weirdly to the roof of his mouth.

He's still performing, and would work you until you get what you paid for.

The final upsell he pitches to his wealthiest clients is a territorial marking - a visible acid brand. At his most extreme, and reserved only for the healthiest, wealthiest patrons, he has, as a service, permanently branded the bodies of his highest paying clients. Even Outworld royalty can be found with his mark - the scars of a human-sized bite wound, carved deeper by the use of a strange acid. The meaning of these brands are clear to the others that share in his profession- "This one pays the most, and both he and his wallet are mine. Touch my man or my money and you will suffer my bite." A less drastic, less permanent brand might be the reddened imprint of a forked tongue, which lets the competition know that "we are just starting out and testing the waters - try me again later to see if I stuck around, or if I've healed and moved on."

He readily admits that just as many patrons refuse the branding service as there are patrons who find it of interest. As long as you are satisfied, Syzoth has no preference for which acts you chose to pay him to perform upon you.

[End for now]

Also thanks to @visionsofmagic for inspiring this writing with a similar set of imagines at https://www.tumblr.com/visionsofmagic/729107508174651392/mk1-men-using-their-powers-while-fcking-you?source=share

For requests: cuddling my with syzoth because he’s cold please and thank you???

‘You comfortable there sweetheart?’ You asked Syzoth, who was wearing a thick sweater, tucked tightly under a blanket, cuddled up against you to the point where every part of his body was practically cloaking you from sight; His eyes were closed in content as he throughly enjoyed basking in your warmth with a satisfied and sluggish hum.

He looked so cosy all half asleep and all that you couldn’t help but melt at how at peace he was looked resting on top of you. It took a while for either of you to get where you were now, but with a little bit of time and patience it was made all the obstacles you’ve overcome all the more worthwhile, especially if it meant getting the golden opportunity to experience the softer, more quieter moments of your relationship. A soft smile would grace your lips every time his grip on your body tightened as though he was making sure you were still with him, or how with even the smallest amount of movement from you and him grunting in distain, burying his face deeper into your neck whilst applying more of his body weight onto you to keep you in place.

‘When I am ever not comfortable with you my love,’ Syzoth murmurs sleepily into your skin, pressing one, two, three kisses there and up to the underside of your jaw before going back to his previous position within the crook of your neck. ‘Are you falling asleep on me Syzoth?’ You asked rhetorically, finding yourself smiling once more as you felt his breathing even out and his muscles relax beneath your hands that were splashed across his back from underneath his sweater; indicating to you that he was on the verge of falling into a light sleep. ‘Perhaps.’ Syzoth replied with sleep heavy on his mind. ‘But that is only because I find your presence soothing.’ He adds on, making you scoff.

‘That’s an oddly fancy way of saying you love my bodily warmth.’ You joked when in reality you loved being Syzoth’s personal heater for when the days grow colder, happy to let him leech on your warmth if it meant engaging in cuddles sessions throughout the day. Syzoth wasn’t one to complain either as he genuinely had meant it when he said that your presence helped soothed his mind. Sure your bodily warmth was a bonus but it was the idea that you’d be the first person he’d get to see when he wakes up, and the last thing he got to see before drifting to sleep that brought his worries to a temporary stop. And yet it was practically mandatory for him to keep a firm grip on you throughout the night as a constant reminder that you weren’t going anywhere anytime soon. Not without him sensing the shift of your body at least.

Syzoth smiles. ‘I’m not hearing you complain in being able to have me like this. If anything I think you look forward to this every time with how reluctant you are in letting me go sometimes.’ He chuckles when he hears you huff, knowing he was in the right.

‘Alright, alright, you’re right now quit being such a smart arse and fall asleep.’ You said playfully, moving your head in order to press a kiss to his hair.

‘Only if you fall asleep with me.’ Syzoth said, already feeling himself enter the land of dreams where he’d await at the gates for you to come and join him.

‘I couldn’t think of anything on doing anything else…considering how I’m being very much pinned beneath you but we’re both well aware that I’d never complain about being under you.’ You provocatively said whisky fighting back the urge to fall asleep when you felt Syzoth softly pinch your side, ‘watch your tongue or this could very well end with us tiering out in another way that involves us getting close.’ He warns you, making you chuckle.

‘Sweet dreams Syzoth.’ You said, finally closing your eyes and the last thing you heard before sleep encased you was Syzoth saying; ‘I shall see you in your dreams my love. Wait for me.’

Kind Gestures & Sweet Thank-Yous

Picture lightly edited by me.

Pairing: Syzoth X Fem!Reader Description: After an act of pure kindness, Syzoth shows his appreciation towards you in a way you would never expect... Warnings: Fluff!!! 💖 Word Count: 1k MasterList: 🖤 Kassie's Angels: @lorebite, @mornandil, @bihansthot, @katiralovely, @queenkhepri, @blackbunnymayw. (If you want to be added to the taglist, let me know in the comments! 🖤)

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The seasons were changing — the leaves on the nice green trees were fading into beautiful crimsons and oranges, and the sun did little to warm up the day. Fall had always been my most favorite time of the year for these very reasons. I sat outside, cuddled up in my favorite hoodie, while enjoying the cool air. My allies discussed where we would go next, so I figured I had time to rest. Fighting was never something I wanted to do, but Lord Liu Kang made it very clear that I was a very important asset to ensuring their victory in upcoming battles. It was a hard pill to swallow when I was recurited, but one I was forced to accept.

I stayed in my spot and zoned out into my feelings of peace and happiness for a moment, until a sudden feeling of a nearby presence snapped me back to reality. Turning to see who was near me, my eyes met Syzoth — who didn't seem too happy at the moment.

"Hey," I greeted him kindly. He stood before me with a look of pure discomfort distorting his fine features. Curious as to why he seemed so down, I decided to ask, "Are you ok?"

"Y-Yeah," he responded in a raspy, breathy tone. It looked as if he was about to keel over from pain or some kind of sickness, and that's when I noticed just how badly he was shaking. "I-I'm just c-cold,"

"Ooooh," I chuckled while shaking my head as a small bit of relief came over me. I silently thanked god that it was nothing serious. "That explains why you are shaking like a damn leaf."

He gave me a look of embarrassment for a few seconds before huffing an awkward, breathy laugh. I let my eyes linger upon him for a moment — let them slowly roam his body as it occurred to me that it is very dangerous for any reptilian creature to be subjected to any cold temperature. And I knew that even if Syzoth was in his human form, he could still get extremely sick. Subconsciously, my fingers went to the zipper of my hoodie and I clasped the cold metal between my pads before pulling it downward.

Syzoth instantly took note of what I was doing, but it was clear that he couldn't grasp why I was doing it. He cocked his head slightly like a curious puppy as he stared at my lowering hand with a puzzled expression etched into his features.

"What are you doing?" He asked as I let the warm fabric slide off my shoulders and arms.

The cold did very little to cause me any discomfort, so I took the sudden chill nipping at my skin with a grain of salt. Without answering the man due to knowing how he would reject my idea if he knew my intentions, I approached Syzoth and swung the article of clothing over his broad shoulders for him to put on.

"I-I don't understand." The confusion in his voice was clear as water, but he still sunk his arms into the inviting holes of the hoodie before zipping it up tight.

"It's a man's hoodie, so I hope it fits. You're lucky I prefer bigger sweaters." I chuckled as an amused smile grew on my lips. Even then, he still stared at me with a look of pure confusion and wonder, so I figured I would elaborate for him. "You looked so cold. I know your kind is sensitive to lower temperatures and I don't want you to get sick, so I want you to borrow this. You need it more than I do right now."

His puzzled expression changed to one of shock and another emotion I couldn't quite place. I opened my mouth to speak, but before another word could leave my lips, Syzoth took a few steps towards me. We were merely inches apart and to my surprise, he leaned forward to gently press his forehead against my own. His eyes fell shut, and I became quite clueless as to what was going on until I noticed that a fond smile had formed on his lips.

Then it clicked in my mind: this was how Zaterrans showed their appreciation. Now that I had finally made sense of this odd situation, I let my eyes flutter shut and leaned into him as well. I could feel something come off of him, like a sensation that was radiating from his mind to mine. It felt… Wonderful.

Many minutes later, Syzoth and I separated and his green eyes opened up to meet mine once again. His hand slowly and carefully — as if he were trying not to scare me away — reached up to my face and he began gently caressing my cheek, tracing the skin with the rough pad of his thumb.

"You truly are too kind, sunflower." He murmured in a tone so soft that my heart skipped a beat, and I could feel my cheeks heating up due to the new name he gave me. "Thank you — your gesture is greatly appreciated."

With those words being spoken, Syzoth leaned forward again until his face was only an inch away from mine. I was expecting him to press his forehead against mine again, but instead, he placed his soft lips upon my own. I couldn't believe it — I couldn't believe that after all this time, he finally kissed me. I never realized just how much I had always wanted him to until that moment, and I hoped that he would continue to do so many times after this moment had passed.

After breaking away, he smiled down at me with warm eyes studying my features for a moment. And after putting his hood up over his head — which casted a shadow over the sudden rose tint that appeared on both of his cheeks — he turned and left me dazed and flustered in my spot. The kiss only lasted a matter of seconds, but it lingered within my heart forever. 

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HEADKANONS SYZOTH | REPTILE MK1 WITH S/O

A/N: Some people asked for Syzoth, so here you horny b*tches. Do you want to make a request? Read my blog rules in the pinned post, comments and reblogs are welcome♡

TW: sfw and smut headcanons, afab reader, masculine and feminine pronouns used in pet names "good boy/good girl", breeding kink, vaginal sex.

Syzoth is a caring and protective lover. He's the kind of man who knows what it's like to lose everything, he lost his family because of Shang Tsung, so he will love you and cling to you as if you were his last chance to be happy in the world - what a technical, and truth -

He met you after helping Liu Kang and his fighters, you were a citizen of the earthly plane and met Syzoth through Liu himself, he said that the two of you would make a cute couple, making Syzoth blush slightly when he looked at you and then looked away. his face flushed but he knew it was true, you really were a beautiful and kind person, everything he was looking for in a life partner.

He started visiting you, bringing you flowers he picked himself, of several different species, some still came with fresh dirt on the stem but what mattered was the man's intention, right?

Syzoth would jump up to your window in the middle of the night, so to be with you, he would also maybe watch you sleep, sometimes the concept can be scary but he likes to see you lying there, peacefully and protected from the world and the evils of men. He even swore to protect you regardless of what happened, he failed one family, he wasn't going to fail another.

Syzoth and you dated for years until he asked you to marry him, he hoped to save the necessary money and also build - himself - a house for the two of you, it would be a house in the forest, fairy tale style, with a flower garden in the background, a small lake in front and several little animals scattered around the property, a dream that Syzoth has always had of a calm and homely life.

Your wedding was simple, few people were invited and it was the first and last time he wore a suit in his life, a fine suit given as a gift by Johnny Cage - who was invited to be best man at your wedding, along with from Ashrah, who was the godmother - it was a quick but extremely beautiful ceremony, being held in Empress Sindel's gardens, she herself authorized the ceremony, while you were able to smile and shed tears of emotion.

You two will have a calm and simple life, with Syzoth giving you everything for a comfortable day to day life. He will also be the type who prefers you to stay at home, he is extremely paranoid because of Shang Tsung's traumas, in other words, he will give the speech: "-You are my husband/wife, I will give you everything I want." you need in this life, just stay home and take care of yourself, please (Y/N).” -He says this in a calm but emotional voice, gently taking him in his arms, while holding back tears as he remembers the family he lost, please, just stay at home for this man.

Syzoth is the type who also loves knowing the culture of the earthly plane, he didn't even know what a cell phone was so if you give him one, he will be confused, but he learns extremely quickly - He will use your photo in everything, like wallpaper, profile icon etc, he has basic social networks to communicate with you, you found about 56 calls from Johnny to him, and he didn't answer any of them leaving poor Cage talking to himself -

He likes to hang out indoors when the two of you are alone. You will see him practically 24 hours a day naked around the house, exposing his physique and tattoos to you, hugging you from behind and kissing you on the cheek, while flexing his muscles on your soft skin.

He is not jealous, he trusts you and knows that you love him, but please don't push his buttons by trying to make him jealous on purpose, he will get extremely upset and go to sleep in the living room or outside the house, or even cry, he is a little sensitive and explosive with very intense feelings.

He likes to be suffocated between your thighs, I don't know, he then loves to feel the pressure of the soft flesh of your thighs pressing his face, he gets extremely hard, whether with him sucking your pussy or just with him between your legs, he smiles and I even beg you to squeeze harder. "-Yes my love, harder, squeeze me with your thighs, I love you so much Fuuuck-" -He spoke in a breathless voice, between his thighs while squeezing you with his hands.

He has a breeding kink, deal with that too, regardless of whether you are a man or a woman, he will get you pregnant.

Syzoth is not a virgin, but he is also not extremely expert, he knows the basics, so please teach him what you like, especially him paying attention to your clitoris, he will understand and massage it with his fingers and tongue, after seeing your reactions of pleasure he will become addicted to working on your clitoris, sucking you for 24 hours, you will have at least three orgasms in the day, with Syzoth between your legs looking at you with his penetrating green irises, eating you from the outside while you trembled under the touch of his tongue, he has a sexual pattern, with his favorite sexual positions being:

The Captain : Seeing you lying down opening your legs for him and exposing your beautiful pussy makes Syzoth want to cum even without penetration, but he can handle it, for you. He gets on his knees on the bed, holding both of your ankles in a V position, to further expose your open and wet pussy to him, he penetrates you slowly, stretching you little by little. "-Fuck sweetheart, I really love his pussy, I could fuck you all night you know? I can move right?" -He spoke between moans, starting to move his hips while watching your reactions of pleasure upon receiving his cock.

The Hot Seat : He loves to sit on the edge of the bed, spread his thighs and hold his hard cock, so you can sit with your pussy on it - he likes to do this position when you are already tired and overstimulated - Syzoth loves to see your ass bouncing him, while his dick enters your pussy, he uses one of his hands to stimulate your clitoris, while he uses his feet on the floor to have more momentum to fuck you, while the other hand cups your breast, squeezing it lightly, placing kisses sloppy behind your back. "-Please keep it up, yes, take it all like the good boy/girl you are, just take my seed inside your uterus, just cum on my cock dear." -He said breathlessly, already close to cumming inside you, well, he always cums inside you.

He also likes being blindfolded during sex, being tied up, having orgasms denied, and loves being called "my love" in addition to liking praise kink.

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Hi! I love your works! Can I request a Syzoth x reader oneshot? Like what’s their first date like? Since Syzoth is still a reptilian and isn’t familiar with human customs/culture. And the reader is not familiar of Zaterrans’ customs/culture. Thank you!

Starry Night

Pairing: Syzoth X Fem!Reader Description: Being two different species, you and Syzoth aren't very sure what to do on your first date, since human and Zaterran traditions are completely different from each other. But when the two of you are walking through the streets of your home town in hopes of finding something to do, you get an idea that you just know you'll both love... Warnings: Just Fluff! 💖 Word Count: 1.4k A/N: I hope this was what you were looking for! Main MasterList: 🖤 Kassie's Angels: @lorebite, @mornandil, @bihansthot, @katiralovely, @queenkhepri, @blackbunnymayw, @simpforhotmaskedmen, @theleftkittycollection, @kiashines. (If you want to be added to the taglist, let me know in the comments! 🖤)

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I was pretty nervous as I rushed to be ready before eight o'clock. Hell, I was so nervous that I almost couldn't do my eyeliner. But after taking a couple deep breaths, I was able to stifle my nerves for a few more minutes. I quickly threw on a silky emerald green dress that I had bought that day. I couldn't resist buying it when I first laid eyes on it through the window of the store, because I knew he would absolutely love it!

A sudden knock at my front door kicked my nerves into drive again, and the butterflies in my stomach caused my heartbeat to move to my throat to cause nausea. After taking another deep breath to sooth my anxieties and straightening my dress out in the mirror, I left my bedroom to open the front door and greet my date.

Syzoth's eyes widened as they met with mine and something about the way his eyes quickly roamed my figure told me that he did, in fact, love the dress I had bought just for him. After realizing that he had taken too long to take in the sight of me, Syzoth's cheeks blushed a deep shade of green as he peered up at me almost shamefully.

"Uh— H-Hi," he stammered awkwardly while rubbing the back of his neck.

"Hi!" I greeted him again with a kind smile, which he returned.

"S-Shall we be leaving now?" He asked with a slight stutter filling his soft voice. I nodded before stepping out of my house and locking my door behind me.

It then occurred to us that we had never actually planned what we would do on this date. Being two very different species with very different ideas on how to spend our time together, we weren't quite sure we could do that would make us both happy. So we walked around my town for awhile while we talked about our day and such, but it wasn't until we passed the local park that it hit me.

"Oh! I have an idea!" I exclaimed excitedly, and Syzoth looked at me with a curious expression.

"What would that be, (Y/N)?" He asked and my smile grew wide with excitement.

"Come with me; I'll show you." I said as I took his hand and tugged it in the direction of the park.

He seemed almost shocked by the sudden contact and once I remembered that Zaterrans don't hold hands and figured it would make him uncomfortable, I almost pulled my hand away. But when I began to, his grip tightened on me. So I decided to let my hand stay put, encased in his own.

We entered the quiet and barren park, hand in hand, as I led him down the narrow dirt path.  The only thing lighting our way were a couple light posts, but other than that, the park was pretty dark. I wasn't scared though, because I knew Syzoth would keep me safe.

"It's nice here—quiet." He spoke in a hushed tone and I nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, I like coming here a lot." I stated while lowering my tone to his level. "It's so peaceful."

"Thank you for sharing it with me." 

"Of course~" I lifted my gaze to peer up at him as my lips curled into a small smile.

It was then that I realized we were still holding hands. It was different but nice—so nice that a part of me didn't want to stop. And the way he subconsciously moved his thumb to caress the back of my hand told me that he felt the same way.

Eventually, we found the end of the path and Syzoth came to a stop. But surprisingly for him, I kept going onto the patch of grass before us.

"What are you doing?" He asked as he cocked his head with curiosity.

"Follow me," I said with an amused smirk while continuing to walk along the grass.

After another minute of walking—when we were far from any light—I laid on the ground so I was facing the sky. Syzoth seemed confused by this, but repeated my actions anyway. And it wasn't until he did that he understood why I wanted to go out there in the first place.

"Aren't they beautiful?" I sighed breathlessly as we gazed upon the black, cloudless sky that was speckled with shining stars.

My smile broadened as peace and happiness filled my heart. No matter what, stargazing always seemed to make me happy, so I wanted to share it with my date.

"They're stunning," he whispered softly, before turning his head to look at me with an almost bashful smile toying on his lips. "But not the most stunning thing here tonight."

I turned my head to look at him, and despite the warmth of a blush tinting my cheeks, I simply smirked as I raised my brow.

"You sure know how to sweet-talk a lady." I chuckled before my gaze softened. "But I'd have to disagree with you."

He stared at me with confusion in his eyes, pulling down on his brows as he tried to figure out what I had meant. But then his lips cracked open to bear a cheeky grin as he finally caught on.

"It seems as if you're challenging me to a competition of compliments." He smirked as a sudden cockiness filled his tone. "That's more than fine with me, because with you, I could go all night."

The warmth in my cheeks turned hot, and I couldn't stop myself from finally turning my head away to hide my blush. He let out a laugh at my shyness, but not in a mocking way—it was as if he found it cute.

"There's no need to be shy, my little sunshine." His tone suddenly grew softer and more gentle as he spoke. "It's only me."

I fixed my gaze on him once again to see him staring at me with adoration, and the way his lips slightly curled into a small smile told me that he was more than happy to be by my side in this moment. I returned the smile before moving my head to rest on his shoulder as I looked back at the stars. Everything felt absolutely perfect, and I felt right where I belonged.

Then suddenly, a gasp parted my lips as a shooting star beamed across the sky. My heart leaped into my throat as I sat up due to pyre excitement and pointed at the flash of light.

"Oh! Make a wish!" I exclaimed before closing my eyes and thinking of something I deeply desired for my future.

It didn't take long to think of something, and I pressed my lips and eyelids together tightly as I hoped for it to come true—for more to come out of this date for the both of us. 

"Did you make a wish?" I asked as I opened my eyes and looked back down at my date, who was now lying with his arms folded behind his head and an amused grin stretching his lips.

He nodded before sitting up and whispering, "I wished for this moment to never end."

"But you can't tell me! Now it won't come true!" I frowned as I looked down at him with disappointment.

"No, it won't. Just don't tell anybody." His smile widened and he then playfully nudged my shoulder. "I trust you can keep a secret." 

I chuckled at his choice of words because of how true they were. Never once had I spilled his secret of being Zaterran when he would visit Earthrealm. I was lucky to be one of the few Earthrealmers that actually knew of this ability of his, so I wasn't going to abuse his trust for me by spreading it around.

Silence had fallen over us again as we gazed into each other's eyes. And then I realized that the stars truly weren't the most beautiful thing I had seen in this park at night.

"Are you enjoying our date?" I asked as my voice dropped to a low volume once again.

"Yes, very much so," he whispered as he brought his hand up to gently caress my cheek with the backs of his fingers. "(Y/N)?"

"Yeah?"

"Thank you for sharing this with me."

The corners of my lips curved up into a sweet smile for the hundredth time that night, and I slowly leaned forward to gently press my lips against his. His whole body froze for a moment, and I began to wonder if he even wanted it. But before I could pull away, his lips slowly twitched into the form in which makes a kiss. It was a beautiful moment that I would cherish forever.

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ohhh! can you do sfw/nsfw hcs for syzoth as well ?

tw: for mentions of pregnancy tehe sorry can't help it with syzoth

SFW

His methods of flirting is very different than what you are used to. You come from different cultures after all

Syzoth will present his interest through very low humming when he's around you. It is a very deep yet loud sound that sends vibrations all throughout him. You often do not know the intention behind these bellows and will often compliment on how well he hums

He does not stop there either. He'll serve you drinks and he'll blow small bubbles through a straw, making the liquid practically dance. This would make you laugh and Syzoth confused and frustrated. There's got to be a better way, right?

There is and its his last attempt at courtship through the ways he is familiar with. He'll approach you and encroach into your personal space. You open your mouth to question him but you're stopped. His nose comes to ghost across yours in a feathery dance and soon all of his efforts at wooing you are revealed. You two often laugh about it

He is incredibly sensitive to touch. What may feel like but a trace for you is a whole new world of vibrations for him. He shivers and hums when you lay your hands upon him. He always leans into your touch

Although he is sensitive to touch, he often seeks it out. He is rather cold majority of the time and your natural warmth is a wonderful comfort. There are times were he will fall asleep leaning against you or when you're in his arms. You don't have the heart to wake him

Syzoth has his doubts about his appearance. He knows the skin he wears is not his own but an image he conjures. He worries what you think of his natural form

He does not hide himself from you, you don't let him. He's done enough lingering in the shadows and having to hide. You would do well to let him know he is unjudged by you

When he shows you his natural form, he is nervous and so are you. There is a moment of pause but slowly you put your hands together, yours is so very small compared to his. There need no words to be said, you both understand each other with just that sensation of touch

NSFW

Syzoth would be lying if he said he didn't think about sex with his partner often

He enjoys masturbation and indulges frequently. His hominid anatomy is rather fun to explore but that is a secret he is not keen on telling

His partner is the drug that he just can't get enough of. Your scent is what riles him up the most. He will often take articles of your clothing but his motivations not entirely innocent

What's been taking is often used to help him get off. He'll stroke himself with it, finishing at the thought of your scents joining and creating something new and intoxicating

It is not often that he verbally requests for intimacy. He does so through gestures. He will start with light touches, seemingly pure. They are anything but as they begin to morph into sensual sensations

Once he gets going, it becomes difficult for him to stop and soon he is rutting himself against his partner panting and wanting

When having sex he wants his partner as close to him as possible. The heat of your skin drives him to a rapturous stupor

His preferred positions are anything that bring your bodies closer together. He does, however, seem to enjoy what some call the mating press or valedictorian. What does he call it? Pure intoxicating bliss

Syzoth is very vocal during sex. He doesn't let a single sound from him go muffled and he doesn't want yours to be either. He sings for you and you sing for him

He prefers to finish inside his partner. Why? because it is very instinctual for him. He so desperately wants to breed his partner, wants them completely filled with the essence he provides.

Once he finished, he keeps himself inside his partner. Not a single drop must spill. It's almost as if he wants his partner pregnant. That's because he does. It is a huge, and I'm talking huge, turn on for him

If pregnancy were to ever happen? You thought there was frequent sex before? Oh man, you haven't seen anything yet

Im in love with your writing for MK ❤️ and I’m in love with Syzoth 💚 . So may I request Syzoth having a heavy breeding kink and desperate filling his human s/o to the brim with his seed also having a size kink .

tw: afab pronouns and anatomy used

Syzoth could truly not himself. He a sick man, one so depraved and foul. There no stopping it, however, he a slave to these compulsions that strangle him savagely. Guided by that which is written in his nature, the primal need he simply cannot deny, Syzoth is exceptionally wicked.

Blurred eyes of emerald stare at the figure so pinned beneath him. Her legs so far pushed and moved into the air as he has made her bend and stretch so that he may drive himself so deeply into her. He knows she is moaning yet the world so corroded with the sensation of her tight and sticky walls suctioning onto his long and thick length.

Never has sex felt so good since he discovered human intercourse. Such a warm place to sheath himself into. Oh so wet and sloppy it feels coiled around him. So warm...so warm...Syzoth loves her pussy wrapped around his cock. He could live within it forever and ever. What a heaven that would be to be blessed with breeding her pussy endlessly.

There's a deep growl bellowing around his throat as his cock continues its attack on her wet and sticky core. Syzoth is panting, trying to push more and more of himself into her but his length struggles. It thick and wide, how could she hope to fit it all?

"C-Come on..." Syzoth whispers into the air, hips burning and burning. "Take more...come on...!"

Moans burst to life from the depths of her lungs and he presses forward in his siege. Her defenses simply cannot manage, beginning to crumble apart into agonizing rapture. More and more she spreads for him, the seas of her parting for its master.

Such pathetic pants come from him, like an eager and overly excited puppy. Moans find themselves dancing together, tangled and unclear of which belongs to who. The sea is open to him, exposed completely and finally all of his length is surrounded in embers.

Green eyes cannot help but look at that outline etched into her pretty little stomach. Soon it will full of much more, so much more. He's leans over her, so close, so desperate. He wants to finish, he wants to finish inside her. Inside his seed will gather and mingle with her precious nurturing home. Through this wonderful gestation will be his brood, his kin.

His spine his curling and shaking with just the thought of filling her up with his offspring. How beautiful she will look so rounded with his child. Her breasts already so plush will swell and swell to provide for his child and for him. Syzoth must get her pregnant. He must...he must!

The grip on her morphs into power, fingers leaving bruises in her skin. Yes, that's it...she throbs around him so wildly, already trying to milk him dry. He'll provide, he'll give it all to her. Syzoth cannot stop himself, thrusts so brutally feverish; guided by that primal need to breed.

"Get pregnant..." he growls so close to her neck. "Get pregnant, get pregnant, get pregnant, getpregnantgetpregnant-"

Words bends and slur together until they become lost in the fog of groans and moans. From that fog a birth a pleasure is sprung upon them. So much...so warm and gushing as he delivers himself into her.

"Have my babies..." words are whispers on a voice most sore. "you'll look so pretty..."

Syzoth cannot be sure if he even speaking aloud or if these mere thoughts but it didn't matter. He stays so nestled within her burning nether. Such pretty pearls are poured into a womb most inviting and Syzoth's long and forked tongue curls around her neck so sweetly.

Both of them are panting now. So tired, so worn and yet Syzoth begins to move his hips again. Her moans are a wanton cry, still so sensitive but he cannot stop yet. Not until each precious drop of his seed finds a home inside her womb.

im such a nasty fucker for lewding syzoth like this omfg

This Movie Could Be A Reality, You Know?

Prompt 19: Telepathy Pairing: Syzoth X Fem!Reader Description: Bored while listening to an argument between your friends, you decide to use your telepathy powers for more naughty things and play a little game on the shy Zaterran sitting across from you... Warnings: Telepathy, Imaginary Sex, Imaginary P In V, Imaginary Creampie, Implied Masturbation And Sex... Word Count: 569 😏 Main MasterList: 🖤 Kinktober MasterList: 🖤 Synny's Angels: @lorebite, @mornandil, @queenkhepri, @bihansthot, and @mmeerraa.

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I sat from across the room, eyeing Syzoth as we all discussed the realms' safety, like we all usually did once every month. Though I did care about the safety of others, today I was bored out of my mind. Why? Because the meeting mainly consisted of Johnny and Kung Lao arguing over who would be a better combatant in a situation of war. It was quite frustrating, given we had more important things to discuss. 

On the other hand, I had other things on my mind as well. Hence, I was staring at the Zaterran from across the room. He seemed just as bored as I did, staring off at nothing with a deadpan expression on his features. God, he looked so damn adorable! A part of me wondered: if he looked so adorable bored, happy, angry, and sad—what other emotions would make him melt my heart?

That's when a very wrong idea popped into my mind. And when he glanced over in my direction and our eyes locked, I couldn't control myself. I opened up my mind just enough to share it with him. Then I began picturing a scenario—one that involved me, him, and the table we surrounded.

He laid flat on his back across it, while I bounced up and down on top of him—both of us completely naked and connected by the hips. I imagined how hot we would look together, skin colliding with skin as our bodies tangled in a sweaty mess on the oak wood beneath us.

I smirked as the image played in my head like a movie, and Syzoth's lime-colored eyes widened like two dinner plates. I just had to bite back laughter as his face flushed pine green while he moved both hands down to set upon his lap—clearly, he was hiding something.

It was so cute that I just had to keep going. I imagined myself bending forward to lick a long stripe down his broad chest, moaning as the taste of his sweat collided with my pallet. At this, Syzoth shuffled uncomfortably on his stool as he averted his gaze away from mine, clearly hoping the loss of eye contact would knock the image from his head. But he was so wrong.

The sharp and wet sounds of skin slapping against skin and juices mixing to make a delicious cocktail of arousal echoed through our heads, and my sweet little Zaterran didn't know what to do with himself. He seemed so small under my intense gaze, like he was so helpless and didn't know how to handle the heat of the moment.

Finally, I produced the grand finale for him, both of us moaning loudly as we came undone within our minds. Once my little show was over, Syzoth glared at me before vanishing. Then the door swung open, slamming shut with force right after. Everyone stopped mid-conversation and looked around the room and each other in confusion, not understanding what had gone on.

Chuckling lowly to myself, I stood from my seat and casually strolled over to the door before exiting through it. I knew men well, and I knew what Syzoth was doing at this moment. And if it looked even half as good as the little movie I had just played for the two of us, then I definitely would not want to miss it. Perhaps we could even my movie into a reality.

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Under The Stars

Prompt 23: Cock Warming Pairing: Syzoth X Fem!Reader Description: When you return home late from work, you notice that your boyfriend is acting really strange. And soon, you will discover the sweet reason why... Warnings: Cock Warming And A TON Of Fluff... 🤭 Word Count: 1.4k Main MasterList: 🖤 Kinktober MasterList: 🖤 Synny's Angels: @lorebite, @mornandil, @queenkhepri, @bihansthot, and @mmeerraa.

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I had just returned home from work after a long and busy day. It wasn't my intention to work late, but I was relieved that Syzoth was more than understanding when I called him to bear the news. It was a fairly ordinary day, and yet I had a feeling about something—like something very special was meant to happen.

Yawning to relieve some of my exhaustion, I ignored the feeling as I unlocked my door, just wanting to hug my boyfriend. But to my surprise, he was nowhere to be seen. I threw my keys on the kitchen counter and then locked the door before going on a hunt to find my man.

But it didn't take too long to find him, because then I walked into my living room to see Syzoth pearing out the window intently. I watched him for a moment as he stared beyond the glass, as if he were looking for something in the sky.

After a few minutes, I could see his expression change—through the reflection of the glass—from concentrated to excited as he exclaimed in a hushed tone, "Yes!"

"Whatcha looking at?" I asked as an amused smirk toyed on my lips. The Zaterran jumped, spinning around on his heels to face me with a sheepish grin.

"H-H-Hi, sunshine! J-Just admiring how clear the sky is tonight." He greeted me, eyes blown wide, not daring to blink once as his face flushed like his hand got caught in the cookie jar.

"Is that so?" I questioned as I raised a brow, not at all believing his excuse.

"Mmhmm!" He hummed as he began fiddling with his hands. From excitement? Anxiety? Who knows? But then he chose to turn the conversation around, raising his arm and holding his hand out for me to take. "Come with me for a moment."

It was an odd request, but he seemed so eager that I couldn't turn it down. Chuckling nervously, I took his hand.

Quickly, he began pulling me along with him towards my apartment door. Though this behavior from my boyfriend was odd—to say the least—I was going to humor him regardless. Clearly, something was going on behind my back and a part of me was eager to learn what it was.

"Come on," Syzoth said as he took me down the hallway, towards the staircase that led to the next floor.

To say I was confused was an understatement, especially when we reached the very top of the stairs and he began walking—with my hand still in his own—in the direction of the door that led to the roof.

"Syzoth, what's going on?" I asked and he squeezed my hand tightly, as if he expected me to let go or pull away.

"Just trust me and follow!" He chuckled as if my confusion was the cutest, most ridiculous thing in the world to him.

When we finally reached the roof, I was even more surprised to see several blankets laid out on the floor. It was almost as if they formed some sort of warm nest. Beside said nest, there was a basket that seemed to be filled with all sorts of candies and snacks as well.

"What is this?" I muttered lowly since I was too focused on my surroundings to speak. That's when Syzoth placed both hands on my shoulders, spinning me around to face him once more.

"Happy anniversary! I thought we could stargaze tonight as we snuggle up together in these blankets!" Syzoth exclaimed proudly, and my heart both pumped harder with love for the man and leaped into my throat due to the sudden realization that I had forgotten such an important milestone in our relationship.

"Sy, I don't know what to say." I said as my expression turned somber. "I... I didn't get you anything in return."

"Oh, that's ok! That isn't what this is about at all. This is actually more of a bonding experience." He smiled lovingly. I cocked my head with a questioning look set in my eyes, so he decided to elaborate. "Lay down and pull up your skirt."

"Huh?!" I gasped, astonished by what he was asking of me.

"Just trust me on this." He shook his head as a hushed giggle left his lips.

Reluctantly, I did as he said. After hearing the metal sounds of a belt buckle being undone, Syzoth laid down beside me and waisted no time before lifting me up in his strong arms and setting me down so I laid flat on top of him. I was comfortable, but then I felt something between my legs and glanced down. My eyes then widen as they focus on the large cock being hugged between my thighs.

Syzoth then throws one of the blankets on top of us, and then his hands sunk below it to grab his member and line it up with his hole. Sex was the last thing I expected right now, but I wasn't complaining. He slowly pushed all inches within my canel, and my lips parted with a breathless moan as he stretched me out. 

He held still for a moment, which I expected. Being way bigger than me, Syzoth always made it a priority to wait for me to adjust to him before ever thrusting his hips once. But then that moment of waiting lasted for a couple of minutes, those minutes eventually leading to even longer. Confused again, I glanced up at my lover to see him gazing at the stars as a sweet smile curled his lips.

"Syzoth?" I spoke up, my voice breaking the silence. He responded with only a soft hum. "Why aren't you moving?"

"I thought it would be nice if we just enjoyed each other's warmth for awhile." He murmured as his arms snaked around me tightly.

The thought never occurred to me, but damn if it wasn't the sweetest thing I had ever heard. Realizing how loved I felt in this moment, I found myself grinning, genuinely happy and content in this moment. Looking back up at the stars, I thanked the heavens for having a man in my life who truly loved me. I couldn't have been more grateful for him being in my life.

I counted each shimmering star in the sky as I relished in the warmth of his embrace and the feeling of his member twitching within my fluttering walls. It was a perfect moment.

"All these beautiful stars in the sky, and not a single one of them is nearly as stunning as you." Syzoth murmured softly in my ear, his warm breath fanning the tender flesh as his thumbs began to gently caress my sides. "I never would have dreamed to find a woman as perfect as you, and yet here you are, in my arms on a beautiful night like this. I truly am so lucky."

I then turned my gaze from the stars to him. I stared into his loving, lime-colored eyes as tears of joy pricked my own. Everything in this moment felt too perfect—good to be true.

"Tell me I'm not dreaming." I demanded softly as I lifted my hand to rake it through his soft hair.

Then he leaned in so his lips were just barely grazing the shell of my ear. Between gentle breaths that warmed my skin, I heard him whisper in the sweetest tone I had ever heard. "This is not a dream, sunshine—this is a dream come true."

Once he pulled away just enough to stare into my eyes again, I quickly pressed my lips to his, sealing them into a passionate kiss. My heart fluttered with pure love for this man. It blew my mind how anyone could treat him as if he were nothing more than a freak. Because to me, he was the most beautiful creature I had ever laid eyes on. And I swore that his soul was brought down from the heavens when he was born into the world. He truly was the greatest gift life had ever given me.

"I love you, Syzoth." I proclaimed after pulling back from our kiss to gaze into his soft orbs once more.

"I love you too, (Y/N)." He whispered back before placing another sweet kiss on my forehead.

We then gave our attention back to the sky. Soon after, a shooting star beamed across the black canvas above us. Though I did not make any wishes, because in reality, I had all that I ever wanted right with me in the moment.

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Intoxicating Scent

Prompt 27: Breeding Pairing: Syzoth X Fem!Reader Description: Being in heat was difficult for Syzoth. Every three months, he would struggle to keep himself from tackling you 24/7. But he always managed to refrain from doing so. However, when you end up in heat at the exact same time, he loses all control... Warnings: HUGE Breeding Kink, Pregnancy Kink, Syzoth In Heat, Dirty Talk, P In V, Creampie, Talk Of Oviposition... Word Count: 1.2k Main MasterList: 🖤 Kinktober MasterList: 🖤 Synny's Angels: @lorebite, @mornandil, @queenkhepri, @bihansthot, and @mmeerraa.

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When I wake from my slumber, I am drenched in sweat and my heart is racing. I swallow a few times, discovering that my throat is feeling sore and dry, like it hadn't seen water in days. It roars within me—my Zaterran instinct—demanding that I succumb to my desires.

Usually, this voice was redundant, constantly reminding me of the purpose of my reproductive system when I was in heat. But today, its whispers have become screams. Being in heat was hell, but this was something else—I had never experienced a feeling like this before. And when I am breathing deeply to catch my breath, I smell something—something that makes my blood boil with need.

I look to my side to see my lover lying naked between the sheets. She is fast asleep, exhausted from our activities earlier this night. She looks so pretty—the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. I always found my mate attractive, but something about the way she looks now is just too addicting to pull my eyes away. I lean over her and inhale deeply to take in her scent, and it hits me: she's in heat too. She is at her most fertile at this moment, and my body is going absolutely crazy for it.

Both of us are in heat at the same time; the poor girl doesn't stand a chance.

My reptilian instincts kick in, and I nudge her neck with my nose—a small courting ritual Zaterrans do before breeding. I bury it just under her jawline and take a big sniff, letting her scent fill my lungs and intoxicate every corner of my feral mind. She wakes, her pretty eyes glancing up at me as the corners of her lips curl into a sweet and loving smile.

Luckily, it doesn't take long for her to figure out what I want, and I am relieved when she lays flat on her back and spreads her legs.

A low growl emits from somewhere within as I stare at her willing form. The rest was a blur. I don't remember ripping the bedsheets from her body or how they ended up in a torn-up mess on the floor—I don't remember how I ended up bending her so she was ass up in the air and her face was buried within our pillows.

All I remember is sinking my twitching, aching member into her core and sighing as her warmth finally cured the agony I had suffered from. But that moment of peace was merely the calm before the storm, because that primal voice within screams at me, ordering me to stuff her full of my seed. I have to get her pregnant.

I NEED to!

I pull out quickly, earning a soft whine of disappointment from her. But soon, those displeased sounds would be turned into moans of ecstasy when I would reenter with brutal force, my tip instantly bruising her cervix. I hold her down by the shoulders with one hand and hold her hips up against me with the other. I pound into her over and over, allowing her tight walls to milk me of everything I have.

I press my chest against her back, enjoying how her form trembles beneath me as I trap her between me and the mattress. She has no room to move—barely any room to even squirm like her body naturally desires to do in this state. I croon her name as the heat radiates off of her feverish flesh and warms me like a fire. I could stay buried within her for hours, siphoning that heat from her and basking in its company.

She whines and begs as I claim her—as my nails dig deeply into her flesh as my hips hastily snap back and forth furiously on a mission. Though her words fall on deaf ears, since I am too in my wild Zaterran nature to comprehend them. My throat grows more torrid by the second, and my tongue intuitively lashes out to lave her throat, flickering against her rapidly fluttering pulse to collect the droplets of sweat upon my pallet.

I can't hold back my moans, as it tastes sweeter than any drink I have ever consumed. It is like I have been stranded in a dry desert—dehydrated and dying from thirst—and she was the oasis that saved me from my fate. She is not only my goddess but also my savior.

Her trobbing core embraces my length tightly, suctioning on to it and pulling me back each time I begin to pull out. That is the only language I understand now. This shows me that she needs me just as much as I need her in this moment, and I am more than willing to provide for her what she so badly craves.

However, I am unable to fully focus on what she wants now, as my nature has me wanting one thing and one thing only—that one thing that I'll do anything to get, which is fill her with my children. I am already leaking within her, but it is not nearly enough. No, I won't be satisfied until her little belly expands with my seed, pearls of it dripping down her legs since she is too stuffed to contain it all. But I would make sure that she would take as much as she could.

"I'm going to fill you to the brim with my seed and make your stomach swell with my kin! I'm going to put a whole clutch within you and make you the mother of my children!" I growled deeply, my voice growing daunting as it now sounds more animalistic than anything, much like the voice I hear inside my head.

With each pump of my member into her soothing heat, that bubble of arousal grows larger, threatening to pop at any moment. And when it does, a feral roar tears from my throat as I release all of my semen into her gentle womb to coat its walls. I place my hand on her stomach, feeling it finally swell with my seed as I stuff her full. After my member showers her womb thoroughly, she collapses on the bed, rolling slightly onto her side since she is unable to lay face down now. Soon, I see why

As I rest on top of her, I look down at her now-inflated stomach. I gently brush a hand over the rounded flesh, and knowing it will soon grow even more as my seed develops into my offspring makes me smile. I feel my heart flutter as I imagine them fresh from their eggs—my little hatchlings will look so adorable. And their mother—she looks so beautiful right now, my heart can barely handle it. But... Something is still wrong.

She is not nearly swollen enough—she needs more. Instinctively, my hips retract and push back against hers once again. She responds with a tired whimper, but I ignore it, too distracted by my yearning desire to release yet another load into her already-overflowing womb to focus on anything else. I will not stop until I have emptied myself fully in her—I won't stop until she is filled completely with my young.

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Crimson Eyes Of Desire

Prompt 31: Monster Fucking Pairing: Syzoth X Fem!Reader Description: Worried after waking up to find that your husband's side of the bed was empty, you go on a search around your house to find him. Eventually, you find him outside, drenched in sweat and acting distance. He is hesitant to tell you what's wrong, but after a bit of prying, you finally learn the shocking truth... Warnings: Monster Fucking, Teratophilia, Hemipenes, Slight Claustrophobia Kink, Slight Dumbification, Mention Of Oviposition, Voice Kink, Biting, Marking, Acid Burns, Blood, Knotting, Breeding Kink, Breeding, Syzoth In Heat And Needs Some Help From His Loving Wife... Word Count: 4k A/N: Well, holy fuck! We did it! 😂 I did not think I would make it through the entire prompt list when starting Kinktober, but here we are! I honestly couldn't have done it without all of your support. I really appreciate it. I hope you have enjoyed Kinktober from me, and if any of you want part two of any of these fics, let me know. I already have ideas for more in the future. 🤭 Anyway, I wanted to make this last prompt special, so I went all out. I hope you all enjoy it! Happy Halloween, friends! 💚🖤💚🖤 Main MasterList: 🖤 Kinktober MasterList: 🖤 Synny's Angels: @lorebite, @mornandil, @queenkhepri, @bihansthot, and @mmeerraa.

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In my slumber, I brushed my hand against the mattress beside me to feel for my husband. But surprisingly, I found nothing. The feeling of the empty space next to me on the bed jolted me awake. Confused by this—since Syzoth would always stay by my side while I slept—I got up and began checking each room of our house for him.

I first went to the bathroom, assuming that he most likely had to use it and snuck off because he was too embarrassed to let me know. I knocked a few times and received no answer. Sighing, I opened the door in hopes he was in there. But my suspicion was shot down when I found an empty room before me.

Then I went to the kitchen, figuring that he needed a mid-night snack. Again, I found nothing—not even a crumb that would tell me he had been there for that very reason. Now very concerned about my lover, I began checking every room frantically, worried that something had happened to him.

Shocked to find no trace of Syzoth, my last option was outside. I put on my robe and slowly opened the front door. I wasn't the biggest fan of going outside at night, but I had to make sure that Syzoth was okay. I stood on the front porch and listened for any signs of his presence. Other than the sound of a light breeze brushing through the branches of trees and an owl in the distance, everything was fairly quiet. That was until I heard the rustling of a nearby bush.

Slowly, I left the safety of our porch and approached the bush before me. I knew it was risky, but I had to know if it was him. I was careful not to step on any branches as I walked through our yard, leaving the only sound I produced to be my slippers dragging along the grass. Finally, I rounded the bush to find Syzoth. I was relieved... For a moment...

Then I noticed how flushed and sweaty his skin was. He clearly knew of my presence, but refused to look in my direction.

"Do not come any closer!" He warned in a tone that sounded more like an animalistic growl than anything.

"Syzoth," I spoke as softly and calmly as I possibly could to sooth my husband of whatever had been troubling him. "What's wrong?"

I took another step towards him, and he quickly shifted away from me. I instantly took notice of how his breathing grew heavier as he did so, and I quickly became more concerned about his well-being.

"I-I told you to stay away!" He yelled through clenched teeth, his body growing even more visibly tense by the second.

His tone shocked me, but there was something in it that sounded like he felt guilty for treating me in such a way. Syzoth was usually a very calm and down-to-earth person, not like this—not with me. As much as he protested, I came forward and slowly—like I was trying not to scare off a frightened, wild animal—kneeled beside him. He turned himself away from me and hugged his knees to his chest as his body began to tremble violently. It was almost like... He was afraid?

"Syzoth, I am your wife!" I reminded him in a firm manner. "Now you need to tell me what's wrong!"

He heaved a deep sigh as his body tensed due to my close presence. Despite wanting so badly to know why my husband was acting so differently towards me, I let him take his time. He was clearly struggling to even function at the moment, let alone talk about it.

"T-T-There is something I never told you." He stammered in so quietly that it was almost inaudible, like he was about to share a secret with me. It almost sounded as if he was about to cry. "I feared it might have scared you away."

"Well, what is it?" I pried, and he went silent for a moment, as if he didn't trust his voice to speak.

"In Zaterran culture, we are known to... Mate with our lovers." He explained cautiously. "There is a lengthy courting process that we have never finished, which leads to a mating ritual we do to seal our bond for good. And right now, I'm..."

"What?"

"I'm in heat... And I really need to finish that mating ritual now..." He admitted timidly, looking back at me for the first time. I was shocked to see his pupils so dilated that those beautiful lime-green eyes—which I adored so much—were almost completely swallowed up by the two black holes, which led right to his soul and showed me his hunger. This man was clearly starving for some much-needed attention. 

"O-Ok," I stuttered while looking up at him through my lashes in a shy manner. I could feel my cheeks burn with a sudden heat of desire, and I swallowed thickly before muttering my next choice of words. "H-How do you... Mate?"

The Zaterran seemed too ashamed of his needs to speak for a moment, his lips pursing in a thin line as he contemplated the next words to come out of his mouth. He lowered his head, his eyes averting mine as his shoulders dropped in defeat.  Then he exhaled deeply to prepare himself for what he was about to tell me.

"Well, I will start by transforming into my natural form." He froze for a minute, his eyes examining me to see if I was comfortable with what he was saying. Once he was sure that I seemed okay, he continued explaining. "Then I will begin rubbing myself against you to mark my scent on you. After that, I will enter you and begin breeding you. It will be a long process, but an enjoyable one. Once I finally reach my limit, I will proceed to fill you with my seed to impregnate you with my young."

A thousand thoughts fell into my mind at once, like a hail storm. I placed two fingers on each of my temples, rubbing them in slow and circular movements. It was a lot to take in—almost too much—but Syzoth needed this. So how could I deny my husband of it?

"This... Is a lot to take in..." I huffed a short laugh to tame the awkward aura that had fallen between us. "However, I'll be willing to do this... For you."

"Really? You're not uncomfortable with—with making love to my natural form?" He asked while glancing back at me with wide eyes, evidently astonished by my declaration.

"Of course not, Syzoth." Smiling reassuringly, I placed my hand on his clammy one. "I love you—all of you."

The worry in my husband's eyes melted away with pure love as he squeezed my hand tightly, soon leading me back into the house. Once we returned to our bedroom, we wasted no time and got fully undressed. He asked me to remove my own clothes, since if he were to do it for me, he could lose all control and rip them to shreds.

Did that make me even more nervous for what was to come? Yes. But I would try to be strong for him—I would endure all he would give me. The wild hunger in his eyes was growing by the second as we came closer and closer to starting the ritual. He took a step forward, stalking towards me like a predator hunting its prey.

"W-What about a safe word?" I suggested nervously, and he stopped in his tracks, raising an intrigued brow.

"A safe word?" He parroted as an amused smirk toyed on his lips.

"Yeah! It's something someone says during sex, so their lover knows that they have had too much." I explained, getting quite into the idea of it. Any other day, we would not need to have such an odd rule during our love-making. However, Syzoth was in a very wild state—one that would make it difficult for him to control himself. This was the only thing that somewhat calmed my nerves because I knew that Syzoth would stop at the quietest mutter of the chosen word.

He merely chuckled at the suggestion but nodded his head to show that I had been heard. "And what would your safe word be?"

I thought for a moment before the perfect word struck me. "Umm, mercy?"

"Mercy?" He laughed almost mockingly. "You would want me to grant mercy on you if things get too rough?"

"It's the best I got, ok?" I scoffed, my arms folding across my chest as my lips formed a pout. 

"Okay, okay." His laughter finally died down into words. "Mercy it is."

Now that that was clarified, that raw craving for me was clear in his eyes again. He took another step closer; his muscles rippled as his clothing strained to contain his broad chest. It was like he was filled with so much arousal that he was growing larger. Perhaps that was a Zaterran thing.

"So beautiful..." He growled lowly, his voice filled with a primal longing and hunger. Once he stood right in front of me—his tall form towering over my own to make me feel small and vulnerable—he then leaned into me closely, his body pressing into mine in a dominant way. His voice was so quiet that it was almost inaudible, but still somehow clear as water. "I'm going to make you mine."

An almost hypnotic sense of seduction and lust filled the words he spoke. For a moment, it felt as if my body was being caressed not just by Syzoth but also by his words themselves.

Being lulled into this moment of intoxicating seduction, I almost didn't even notice it when he changed into his natural form. It wasn't like I hadn't seen it before; when we were alone, he always transformed into it to loung around the house or in our backyard to soak up the rays of sun through his scales. But still, Syzoth was full of surprises. I realized this when I glanced down to discover that reptiles and humans were more different from each other than I thought.

"Two?! You have two?!" I shrieked, stumbling backwards as my mind grew way too overstimulated with all this new information it was receiving about my husband. My eyes were now glued to these two, long beasts of cocks before me. I couldn't believe it—they looked so unreal. Thick and veiny with knots on both heads, along with sharp-looking spines along the sides. The sight made me quite anxious.

"Yes, (Y/N). I have two penises." He confirmed, his voice now rough like gravel in his reptilian form. Though I didn't necessarily need him to, thanks to being able to see for myself, my sanity did because it was so damn unbelievable. "Usually, they would both enter the female's vagina at once to help the breeding process. However, I think you are too small to take both at once."

I thought of a solution to this dilemma, but it didn't take long for one to hit me like a truck. "You could put it in... My other hole?"

"Really? Would you be comfortable with that?" He narrowed his now-ruby eyes at me, clearly uncertain of what I was suggesting. It was so sweet that, despite being in this state, he was still insistent on making sure that I was comfortable with all that we did.

"Yeah. Honestly, I think it would make this feel even better." I stated, climbing onto the bed to get into position on my back. The Zaterran climbed on top of me just seconds later, his weight pushing me into the mattress as he got ready to begin.

His body brushed up against me, and with a quick nod of his head, he began nuzzling my throat. It took me a moment to figure out what he was doing, but once I remembered his words—about marking me with his scent—I spread my limbs out on the bed to allow him better access to my body. He continued to wiggle and rub against me, and I had to keep from laughing a few times due to how comical the situation was. Once he was finished, he nudged his nose under my jawline and inhaled deeply.

"Perfect," he uttered while his large hands gripped my forearms tightly to hold me down. Clearly, his work was a success, and he was ready to continue on with the ritual. "Are you ready, sunflower?"

"Yes." I breathed, closing my eyes to mentally prepare myself for what was to come.

"Here we go—" His words cut into a feral groan as he pushed both members into my two holes.

I screamed, not expecting it to hurt as much as it did. The stinging sensation was almost too much to bear as his girth stretched me wider than what was natural, almost ripping me in the process. He was usually so good to remember to prepare me before entering my body. But unfortunately, that hunger clouded his mind and made it easy to forget such an important step.

Luckily, my cries of discomfort brought him back to reality, and he froze within me for a moment to allow me to adjust the best I could. He raised a clawed hand up to my head, his nails carefully dragging through my hair as if to comfort me as the pain slowly began to melt away.

I found it funny how much bigger he was in this form, with the palm of his hand being the same size as my entire face. I actually liked it more than I had previously realized. His hand then slid beneath me, and with his sharp talons lightly dragging across my nape, I released a sigh as I began to relax under his tender touches.

Once the numbing pain finally subsided, I was able to feel him within me in detail. The spines were, surprisingly, not uncomfortable but rather enjoyable. They dug into my walls perfectly and helped graciously to stimulate those nerves within my core.

With the slightest utterance of approval to start, Syzoth's hips began to move. I keened as the spines pulled at my walls as he pulled out, before slowly pushing back in. In the beginning, Syzoth's crimson eyes stayed glued to mine, gazing upon them with adoration. A low rumble emitted from his chest, vibrating against my own and sending chills down my spine.

It didn't take too long for him to pick up the pace, and soon, his hips were snapping back and forth viciously. I screamed and moaned as his tips slammed into the sweet spots in both of my holes at the same time, pushing me closer and closer to the edge of bliss.

I tried writhing beneath him, but I was trapped under the weight of the Zaterran. The feeling of not being able to move was terrifying... But in all the right ways. My arousal spiked, and I instinctively raised my hands to claw at his sides and back, as if I were trapped under a boulder and trying to scratch my way free.

Syzoth only responded to this with a loud growl as he moved faster, clearly focused only on his thrusting patterns, which were driven by his need to breed me. Edging closer to the peak of passion, I was now shaking as each breath either hitched in my throat or caught on a gasp from the intense amount of pleasure I was receiving.

The sounds of the bedsheets tearing filtered the air, along with my thoughtless moans and his hisses and growls. No longer having anything suitable to hang onto—since the sheets and mattress had been destroyed by his claws—Syzoth then gripped onto me, his claws skinking into my skin but not enough to actually draw blood.

It wasn't until my orgasm finally reached me that he completely lost all control for good. As I lost all of my senses to the mind-numbing high that was coursing through each of my veins, something in Syzoth snapped, sending him into a downward spiral into his true Zaterran nature. His claws finally dug deep into my flesh, pinning me against him as he slammed into me at high speed.

He pounded so deeply within my aching canal that I swore he was trying to enter my womb. And I didn't know that it was really his intent until he spoke words of confirmation.

"Come on! Take my seed into your womb! Get pregnant!" He roared viciously, his tail snapping back and forth around the room, knocking items of unimportance off my nightstand and shelves.

Though I couldn't pay much attention to the comotion around me because his deep and rough reptilian voice had my heart vibrating from lust, it was the only thing I could focus on in the moment—the only thing keeping me somewhat grounded to reality. I wasn't sure if it was the moment, the words he spoke, or the sound of his Zaterran voice in that tone, but I was completely high off of it, like it was some sort of intense drug.

"Take it! Take it! Come on! Arrrrrrrgh!" With one final roar tearing from his leathery throat, Syzoth released within me, hot ropes of seed shooting down both holes like rockets. 

I buried my face in his chest, crying as the overstimulation nearly grew to be too much to bear. For a split second, I contemplated using my safe word. But looking back up at him, through the look of primal determination in his cruel, crimson eyes, I saw love and passion—love and passion for the future mother of his children. And that was more than enough to push me through.

After what felt like several minutes of him ejaculating within me and stuffing me beyond full, he collapsed on top of me, yet again trapping me beneath my weight. I almost couldn't breathe since he was practically crushing me. Luckily, when I let out a small gasp for air, he realized this and slightly lifted himself up to relieve some of the pressure on my form.

Though that wasn't the only reason why I took that sharp intake of breath. The sudden overstimulation of being stretched open just a little bit more than I had been previously had my lips parting as the air caught in my throat. But I didn't think too much of it at the time.

"You did so well, sunshine." He cooed lovingly, his voice still deep and hoarse and still sending chills down my now-jellied spine. Though it held a sudden softness to it now, at the same time. He then averted his gaze to my stomach, chuckling lowly as he examined the area. "You are so swollen, my sweetheart. You already look pregnant with my young—so pretty."

He released his talons from my flesh to bring them up to my hair again, gently brushing them through the tangled strains to fix them like the loving husband he was. I sighed while letting my eyes fall shut, so comfortable and happy in his presence.

Though that peaceful moment lasted for a short time, because the next thing I knew, I felt something long and strong snaking tightly around my waist. My eyes shot back open, and I glanced down to see his tail wrapping around me again and again, caging me within its grasp. When I looked back up at my lover's face, his stiff reptilian lips had formed a dangerous grin.

"Now for the final part." He announced, his voice deep and growlly yet again. "The marking process."

"W-What does that mean?" I stuttered weakly between still uneven breaths, unable to fully calm myself from the previous events, which made me nervous for the next ones that my husband had in mind.

"It means I will have to bite your neck as just a thin layer of my acid covers my canines, allowing me to brand you as my mate." He explained casually, like it was nothing at all. But then, his voice grew just a bit of humanity back into it as he spoke his next sentence. "If you are uncomfortable with this—"

"No," I interrupted him abruptly, not really thinking of my words before speaking them. And that was because I didn't need to, because I was already sure. "I want you to."

"Are you sure?" He asked, peering down at me with concern thick in his eyes.

Raising a hand to his cheek, I brushed my fingers along the rough scales. His eyes then fluttered shut as he leaned into my touch, a soft rumble coming from within him, imitating a low purr. I gently placed my lips upon his snoot, and his eyes shot open, as if he were astonished by the gesture.

When I pulled back, I gazed up at him with nothing but love in my eyes for the man as I murmured, "Yes, Syzoth. Make me your mate for good."

"Ok." He whispered before lowering his face to my neck, his teeth gently grazing the flesh as if to test the waters. "Do you trust me?"

"I trust you." I whimpered, my body quivering slightly. Not from fear, but from anticipation. I knew Syzoth would never put me in harm's way. I really did trust him with all my heart.

With those words being spoken, Syzoth allowed his teeth to continue grazing my neck for a moment longer before letting his sharp canines sink into its soft flesh. I cried out in pain, and Syzoth had to hold down my arms to keep me from writhing so he could complete the mating ritual.

Tears filled my eyes as a hint of acid stung my skin, staining it crimson. Though deep down, I felt okay because I knew Syzoth would never put my life in danger—I knew that by scarring me with his bite, I would be his forever.

The acid worked quickly to burn a small portion of my skin away to engrave the marks of his teeth into my flesh. The pain pierced nerves within me and made it hard to stay still, but I tried my best for him. After all was said and done, he released my throat.

His scaley lips lingered upon the bite for a moment before he freed his long tongue to gently caress the area, lapping up the blood and soothing the scorching pain that seared through the bite. Once he was sure that the wound was clean, he pulled back and stared down at me with a loving gaze filling his eyes as my blood dripped down his chin.

I wanted to tell him how much I loved him—that I was so blessed to call him my husband—but like the acid did to my throat, the experience had melted my brain. I was too tired—too in shock—to speak or function at all. So I just laid there, my dopey eyes watching my pretty Zaterran contently. I was so numb from everything that I could barely feel now—so numb that I barely even felt the two knots swelling within my holes. But regardless of not knowing what was going on below my waist, I knew I would be sore tomorrow.

"My precious wife, you will look so beautiful carrying my children." Syzoth murmured, his Zaterran tone still coarse but gentle with the tenderness of the moment. "I am so proud and honored to call you my mate."

After speaking his words of adoration, Syzoth pressed his forehead against my own. He had told me about this before—that it was a way to say "I love you" in Zaterran. The gesture meant more to me than any kiss or hug I had ever received. When he finally moved—several moments later—he nuzzled his nose into my neck once more, though now it was just to cuddle.

His tail curled around me in a protective manner, and soon after, soft snores were heard from the sweet boy. I couldn't have been happier—I couldn't have felt more loved and wanted. I could feel the magical swirling feeling of butterflies within my stomach, and something told me that it was his seed being conceived into sweet little eggs of our young.

I rested my hands on his back, gently stroking his scales as I began to drift off as well. I knew that he would be just as good of a father as he was a husband, and I couldn't wait to start that beautiful journey with him in the near future.

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