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Khaotic Turn of Events
Havik x Reader Ch. 1.5
(Side plot where we actually interact with other characters)
CW: sad Kung Lao, that’s about it lmao
WC: 1855
A/N: actual second chapter next week tehe💖
Your mind is racing with too many thoughts to comprehend at once. You feel overwhelmed. Why? Because you leave for Outworld tomorrow morning.The stress of preparation has kept you up all night. You have to make sure that you’ll have everything you need. . . and may not need, but there could be a situation where you need all the backup Yo-yo string you have in your drawers.
Stopping your pacing, you take a deep breath in, then out. Calm down. You still have time to double, maybe triple, check your bag. But that will come later. For now, you need to find your fellow champions. Putting a pin in your stress-packing, you leave to find the boys.
You find Johnny and Kenshi first, as they’re both in Kenshi’s room. Kenshi looks exhausted and a little annoyed. However, the reason isn’t that hard to find. Johnny is non stop talking about his Hollywood movies. You pause at the door and wait for permission to enter.
Kenshi notices you first. When Johnny sees that he isn’t listening anymore, he turns to look for the distraction. He smiles and waves you in.
“Hey! I was just talking about one of my movies. Wanna hear about it?” He smiles so wide like a kid. He really loves his own movies, doesn't he? Before you could foolishly say yes, Kenshi interrupts you. “Sure, say yes,” He deadpans. “He’ll only talk your ear off for 3 hours!” He shoots daggers at the actor with his eyes.
“Oh come on Takahashi. It’s only been about 30 minutes. At BEST!” You sense Kenshi’s growing agitation before it shows on his face. “You have been running on and on about your dumb movies since we came back from dinner at 6. It’s 9:30 now!” You finally chime in, “Johnny, I think you might need to get a watch.” He frowns, “Oh hush.”
Kenshi just sighs and Johnny starts sulking, trying to get more attention. “Anyways, did you need something?” You look at him like he grew a second head. You were so caught up in their petty squabble that you forgot why you came here. “I didn’t really need anything. I was just stressing myself out packing. I just needed to get my mind off of it. That’s all.” You shrug as the other men nod.
“Well I would have been packed a long time ago if it weren’t for someone here.” Johnny feigns being offended. You stifle a laugh at their bickering. They either snicker or scoff at you finding amusement in the situation at hand. When Kenshi shoots up from his bed to point fingers into Johnny’s chest is when you decide to intervene.
You whip out Reaper from your short’s pocket. Giving it a few spins you throw the yo-yo in their direction. You watch in delight as Reaper wraps around the two, tying them together. Johnny loses his balance and falls forward with Kenshi landing on top of him.
Johnny’s pained cry can be heard as he’s always loud. He wheezes out, “Not cool dude! Kenshi, get off. You’re squishing my beautiful face into the ground.” Kenshi squirms to attempt getting out of Reaper’s hold. “I would be faster if you would just sit still for five seconds.”
They both would have hit the other by now if they had full range of their hands. Your eyes feel wet as tears start to well up in your eyes. “GAHAH,” You doubled over. “You two should see your faces right now.” You let out a string of cackles. Your stomach hurts from roaring at the situation. All you get in return is glares from your two friends. “Untie us Y/N.” “Get him off me!” They shout in unison.
You chuckle the whole way walking over to them. You really tied them tight. It took full effort to get the string untangled. Finally getting the last loop undone, they push themselves off eachother. You skillfully recall the yo-yo back to your hand. With the looks they give you, you almost think that they’re tired of your pranks.
With that, Kenshi ushers you both out of his room. He did have to pack after hearing a whole TED Talk about Johnny’s movies. You and Johnny continuously laugh as you walk to find Raiden and he walks to his room. Probably to pack at least three more hand mirrors.
As you head down the halls of the Wu Shi, you feel more relaxed. You quickly find Raiden’s room as you are all grouped close together. You knock gently on the door. You hear soft footsteps coming to the door as he slides it open. He was surprised to see you but welcomed you in.
“Hey Raiden,” You plop down on a chair in his room. “How’s packing going for you?” He sits on his bed not too far from you. “I was done packing earlier this morning. I’ll take it that everyone else isn’t done?” He chuckles slightly. “I might be avoiding mine and Kenshi had an unfair distraction.” You look at him but Raiden gives you a confused look. “Johnny was said unfair distraction. Let’s be thankful that we didn’t have to hear about his movies for three hours.” You grimace. Raiden only has a baffled expression on his face.
“Three hours? I knew Johnny could talk endlessly, but I’m surprised Kenshi put up with it that long.” He smiles as he removes his hat to put it on the nightstand. “I totally thought Kenshi was gonna hit him after I tied them together,” The mental image in your head makes you snort. “Raiden, are you ready for tomorrow?”
He looks up at that question, then looks away sheepishly. “I don’t know. I’m nervous that I won’t be the champion Lord Liu Kang wants me to be.” His hand rubs the back of his neck. “Rai, you’ll be fine. You were chosen for a reason.” You smile softly at him and he relaxes a little. Standing from your seat, you move over to the bed and put your hand on the man’s shoulder.
“Whatever you could possibly lack in strength, you make up for in heart.” He looks directly at you hearing those words. You seem to have struck a chord in his mind as he looks more assured than before. “You give me too much praise. Thank you, I will not let you guys down.” “Atta boy, that’s the spirit. Now I have to go. I still need to find Lao. Good night Raiden.” “Good night.” He waves you off as you leave and close his door.
Honestly, it feels like you haven’t seen Kung lao since breakfast this morning. We had the day off to relax before the tournament. Thank the Gods for that. You make your way to Kung Lao’s room with ease, however, you make a quick detour to the kitchen to grab some chips. You two play games and have snacks together often, so you know his favorite kind of treats.
You knock on the door, “Hey Lao, you in there? I have snacks.” You hope the snacks will get him to run to the door. Nothing. That’s weird. He never refuses snacks. You knock again, and after no response you think he must be asleep. You turn to leave, before you hear the door creek open. You turn around only to be met with a disheveled Lao.
Your face drops to worry and you open the door farther to see the mess his room is. “Lao? What’s wrong, what happened?” You put the bag of chips aside and move him back to sit on his bed. He wipes away the remnants of his tear streaked face. Sniffling, “You brought snacks?” You pause, that's what he wants after crying? Makes sense. You retrieve the chip bag and open it, leaning the bag toward him.
He takes a chip, and eats it. He stiffens as he feels your hand caress his back. “You can tell me what’s wrong. I want to help you.” He keeps his head low, not wanting to make eye contact. “I just– It’s that,” He calms himself with a deep breath. “I’m jealous of Raiden, and I hate that I feel this way because he’s my best friend.” You're shocked at his response. He is so carefree. You never thought anything got to him. “Can you tell me why you’re jealous?”
He looks at you like he might start crying again. “It’s because. . . he got the title of champion and I didn’t. I’m so happy and proud of him. But I just wish that it was me. I carry the name of the Great Kung Lao. How am I supposed to honor that name if I wasn’t even good enough to be champion?” Your heart breaks for your friend at his confession.
You rub circles into his back to give him some comfort. He pushes his face into his hands. “I’m such a horrible friend.” That takes you aback. He is nothing of the sort and you will let him know, right now. “Kung Lao, you are not a horrible friend. You’ve always been there when we needed you.”
He sniffles, “Really?” You smile, “Yes of course. And being jealous doesn’t make you a bad person. Everyone gets jealous, it’s a part of being human. What makes me so proud of you is that you can recognize those feelings, and not let them get the best of you. That takes being a great friend to do.”
You thought that he couldn’t hug you tighter in that moment than when you said, “Your ancestors would be proud of you Lao.” You probably felt a rib pop but this is fine. When he lets go he wipes the tears from his eyes.
He looks at you, “And what about you? You don’t feel jealous that Raiden is the champion and you didn’t get a chance to compete?” Your heart pounded. “You know I’ve waited almost my whole life for the tournament. Despite how badly I wanted to participate, I knew I wouldn’t be able to. I’m not from Earthrealm, but it is my home.”
“Does that not hurt?” “Of course it doesn’t, but I’ve made my peace with it. Regardless if I was born here or not, home is what we make it, not where we come from.”
“Thank you Y/N. You’re the best. Now. . . Are you gonna eat the rest of the chips?” You both burst out laughing at how he still thinks with his stomach. “No, you can have them. And if anyone asks I’ll blame Johnny. Now get some sleep, Champion of Friends, we have a long day ahead of us tomorrow. Goodnight.” “Goodnight.”
He covers himself up with the blanket, but you still hear him crunching on his chips. He won’t be going to be soon. You chuckle to yourself at how many crumbs will be in his bed by morning.
You’re exhausted, but that doesn’t change how excited you are for the tournament tomorrow. You swear the moment you hit the bed you’ll pass out. And that you did. . .
Animal Attraction
Havik x reader (song fic)
“Animal Attraction” - She Wants Revenge
WC: 2400
CW: mentions of cheating, licking, biting, smut, oral (f and m recieving), Havik is the warning
You sit at your vanity, ring light shining across your face in the dark room. Holding your face in your palm you pick up your phone. Waiting. Waiting for your lousy boyfriend to call, hell, even text you. (He does this all the time. He’s probably off with another girl. . . again.)
That's it, you thought. You had had enough of your lousy man’s behavior. Leaving you lonely on a prime night like this. You’d like to live a little, and live a little you shall.
The night was full of energy and you knew of the best way to spend it: The Club.
“Dirty fishnets, bright red lips. My favorite kind.”
Getting dressed, you feel oh so bold. Deciding to wear your favorite black skirt. You have on a low rise top you’re sure will turn heads. Pairing the outfit with your torn up fishnets, heels, and your accessories, you can’t help but feel you're missing something. Your eyes fall upon the bright crimson red lipstick you bought. Mouth raising into a grin, you grab the makeup and swipe it over your plush lips. (Oh yes. He’d hate this look. Perfect.) Your thoughts cause you to smile so sinister.
Stepping out from behind the counter, you walk over to the full length mirror. Glamor and stunning could do no justice to describe the way you looked tonight. You haven’t felt this good in a long time. Nothing and no one will prevent you from having a good night of fun. Thus, you turn your phone off and slip it into your purse as you strut out the door.
“See you walkin’ across the floor. You caught my eye.”
Arriving at the club, you step out of your car and take a deep breath in. The anticipation for what the night may hold keeps the peep in your step fresh. You walk into the club and go straight for the bar. It can’t be helped, it’s been too long since you’ve had a drink or two.
Sipping on your beverage of choice, you decide to head to the dance floor. (Drinking alone doesn’t make the night great. I need to dance.) Your favorite songs come on and all you can think of is the beat, your drink, and how much you needed this night.
While you were walking over to the crowd, you didn’t seem to notice a certain someone’s eyes following your every move. You could feel someone watching you, so you glanced around until you found the mystery man.
The lower half of his face was disfigured, which took you by surprise, but not afraid of it. He wore a half unbuttoned shirt and some jeans that look a little worse for wear. He knew you were checking him out, and he wasn’t shy about anything. (This could be fun.) You made one last show of eying him then sent him a smirk with a look that says ‘keep your distance, but not too far.’
He dragged his tongue across his teeth as you disappeared into the crowd. Taking your implicit directions as a challenge. He would wait for you to come around, but he couldn’t help but go just a little closer. He got up from his seat in the booth, slowly making his way over to the people dancing the night away.
You dance your way through the crowd, just biding your time before he inevitably follows you. Looking back to find him, you see he isn’t where he was before. (He was quick, where did he go so fast?) Your question was soon answered when you bumped into someone behind you. You sun around only to be met with the very man you were looking for.
You gave him a sultry look. “Well, that was fast. Couldn’t stay away from me for long, hmm?” You leaned in closer until your bodies were almost touching while swaying to the music. He gave a dry chuckle, and bent closer to your ear. “How could I not when you’re looking at me with that fire in your eyes.” It was then he pulled back to look you in the eyes.
He looked at you like he could eat you up then and there. You knew who you were taking home that night. You only gave him a matched gaze and said, “This fire burns more than you think.” You feel the slightest shiver go down his spine. “I think I’ll take my chances with a woman like you.” His face contorts into what seems like a smirk. His eyes seem to pierce right through you, and that little blaze of heat goes straight to your gut.
“Before I knew it and despite the voices in my head, somehow I found myself inside of your car.”
You bite your lip lightly as you feel up his muscular arms. A million thoughts were racing through your head. You thought of how your boyfriend would react if he found out, but you couldn’t find it in you to care about him. All you wanted was a good night with the strange but alluring man in front of you. “Then let’s get out of here, hmm?” He could only start racing to the door with you. And before he knew it, he was already inside your car, with you speeding toward your apartment.
“I can’t see, it’s a sexual reaction.”
While you were driving, the man, whose name you learned to be Havik, couldn’t keep his hands off of you. He was dragging his hand up your skirt to rub you through your panties. He leaned over the center console to leave bite marks on your neck. You let out a slight moan for him, which seemed to egg him in even more. Not wanting to be the only one getting pleasure, you roughly gripped the visible bulge in his pants. Catching him off guard, he lets off a series of huffs and groans. You barely made it home with either one of you wanting to say fuck it and screw in your car.
“You and Me, it’s animal attraction. We should be in each other’s arms tonight.”
You felt utterly ravenous while getting out of your car. Both of you hurried up the steps to your door all the while he had his hands on you. He was grabbing your ass and licking hot breaths down your neck by the time you got the door open. He pulled you in through the door and harshly connected his teeth to your lips. You stumbled backward into your living room trying desperately not to fall as he pried his tongue into your mouth. The kiss was rough and demanding, but it felt oh so good, you couldn’t help but oblige.
When your foot hits the couch, you let go of the kiss. You fall, breathless, onto the couch. Not wanting to leave your mouth for too long, Havik follows suit. He heavily makes out with you to the best of his ability. It doesn’t matter that he doesn’t have lips, you still love it either way.
You shift your weight so you can push him down to be underneath you. Straddling him, you go in for one final kiss. You make quick work of his shirt admiring all of his muscles and scars. You were curious how he got so many, but you were preoccupied at the moment. You suck kisses into his tattered jaw line slowly making your way down his body.
Kissing from his gullet to his navel, you finally look up to see the bold red kiss prints. You peer your eyes up at Havik with passionate eyes, and he can’t help but be desperate for more. You fiddle with the buckle on his belt trying to get his pants off. You finally get the zipper down and relieve some of the pressure on his tented bulge. Eyes widened in shock as you realize he wasn’t wearing any underwear. The look you gave was pure lust as you licked your lips in anticipation.
You grab the base of him and licked a long stripe up his shaft. He shivered while entangling his hand into your hair. You drag your tongue across the tip teasing him. He groans as you move your attention to his slit. You decide to throw caution to the wind and drop all the way onto him. His fist tightens in your hair making you moan around his cock.
You bob your head up and down with fervor. You want to be the sole reason this man comes undone tonight. After a few minutes your mouth is covered in your own saliva and his pre-release. He tried to wrap one of his legs around your back but you held his legs open in place. The tighter his hand became you knew he was getting closer to his release.
You suctioned your throat more and started humming around him. The vibrations went straight through him and up his spine. He simply couldn’t hold on anymore. He grabbed the back of your head and shoved you all the way down on him as he came down your throat. You gagged as you hadn’t taken this much before. All you could do was swallow his release as best as you could as tears welled up in your eyes.
After holding you on him as he rode out his orgasm, he finally released you. You gasp for a deep breath as you feel what was left of him dripping down your mouth. Your makeup was smudged. Not worse than your lipstick which was smeared all over his thick cock. You let out a chuckle as you noticed his dazed expression. He pulls you down to him for another sloppy kiss. He could taste himself on you. He pulled away breathless as he swiped a finger up your chin, gathering himself on it. He brings it up to your lips and you make a show of sucking his finger clean.
“Slow it down now, the night is young and we still got time.”
You yourself couldn’t help but get turned on at the animalistic growl he let out. It excited you, and you could feel yourself grow wetter by the second. You sit up more to straddle him once again and grind down on his spent self. He raised his hand up to grope your breasts and almost ripped your shirt off to release them. He took one into his teeth and the other one in between his fingers, pinching at the soft flesh.
The way he covers you in bite marks felt like bliss. Wanting more, you grip his hair tightly and pull it back. You can see the spit dripping from his mouth. Biting your lip lightly, you lean in to whisper in his ear, “Why don’t we take this back to my room?” He groans into your ear making you grind back down on his half-hardened length. “What’s the rush? We’re having such a good time right here aren’t we?” You do love a challenge to your command. “Call me crazy, but damn I’d like to get inside of your mind.” “Oh baby, you’ve been in my mind since I saw you.”
“But you don’t have the patience for the smallest conversation that would let me know the trouble ahead.”
“What’s the real reason you wanted fun tonight?” He grins at you while softly dragging his hands up and down your thighs. Now is not the time for small talk, you’re too hungry. You just grab him ‘round the neck and push your skirt against his jeans and say “I like to do my talking in bed.” You firmly grasp his throat. Seeing the positive reaction from him made you all the more impatient to get him into bed.
You push off of him and make your way to your bedroom. You wiggle your ass enticingly and start to undo your skirt and take off your shoes. He looks at you with animal attraction and quickly follows your lead, dropping his jeans as he goes. You make it to your door and turn around just in time to see him grab at you, just as he did earlier. You said “Dim the lights if you want some action.” And your command was followed. He turned down the lights until only the glimmer from your vanity mirror could be seen.
He tried to talk more but You told him “Keep your life story to yourself, let me show you how it’s supposed to be.” You told him “Why are we sitting here wasting time we could be underneath the sheets.” You told him “I don’t wanna be your friend, sorry if you're feeling hurt.” You sit back onto the bed and spread your legs to reveal your lace panties behind your fishnets. You told him “Baby you can shut up now, let me put that mouth to work.”
His gaze immediately falls to your clothed heat, he got the memo. He knelt down on the ground before you and ripped your fishnets to get immediate access to his goal. He rubbed his two fingers on your slit, making his way up to your clit. He gently teethed at your thigh in contrast to the way he tore your panties off. You gasp out at the sudden gust of cool air.
He gave you no time to react any farther as he attached his tongue to your slit. For having no lips, you dare say his enthusiasm makes up for it. The sounds he makes while slurping your dripping cunt are downright filthy. You throw your head back and your fingers into his hair. He inserts his finger into you while licking stripes and rubbing circles on your clit. You can stand the pleasure any longer. You push his face down farther into your pussy and cum all over his face.
As much as he needed to breathe, this was simply better. He felt himself grow impossibly hard at the feeling of your thighs crushing his face. He rutted into the floor to get some friction on himself. When you unclenched your legs, the sight before you was like heaven itself. Havik’s face is covered in your sweet release. You grab his chin and he almost falls into your grasp as you pull him up from the ground into a messy kiss. He had so much to say but only landed on “We should be in each other’s arms tonight.”
You shoved him down on the bed and grinded your soaked pussy on his rock hard cock. You could see how much he wanted you. It almost rivaled how much you wanted him in that moment. You simply said “This could be so dirty that it just ain’t right.” As you dropped down on him.
The End :3
AN: I need this man horribly. This is the product of a whole day of brainrot…
Did I draw art for this? Yes— here it is
Johnny Cage x reader x Kenshi Takahashi
CW: Smut (18+ content)
Word count: 1527
PART 2
Straight horny ngl
How you ended up in this situation evades you, but god . . . were you glad it happened.
You were gently shoved onto the bed by the Hollywood actor, and pinned down by your wrists. “Eyes on me baby,” he spoke. He takes a free hand and roams your torso freely, squeezing lightly on your breasts. You let out a soft moan as he circles his finger around your clothed nipple. Johnny removes your top and looks awestruck while staring at your half clothed body. “Quit staring at me like that” you say impatiently.
“Let him stare all he likes, I can pick up the slack” says someone behind you as he cups your face in his hands from behind you. You tilt your head back to see Kenshi gazing at you seductively. As you are staring at each other, Johnny takes this moment to pull your bra down and start sucking at your breasts. You let out a surprised groan. Kenshi takes this opportunity to kiss you open-mouthed. As your tongues clash for dominance, you feel a rush of heat go straight to your core.
You move your tongue in circles around in the swordsman’s mouth, occasionally letting out breathy moans. His stubble is scratchy against your face, but you can’t find it in you to care as two handsome men ravish you. The lighter haired man slowly trails kisses down your upper torso toward your naval, sending shivers through your spine. He massaged your hips with his large hands, causing you to buck your hips upward into his head. He smirked, “Someone’s needy tonight.” You tried to wiggle your hips but he held you firmly. “Let me take my time sweetheart,” he lets out a chuckle, “we have all night.” This made you squirm even harder as he then dragged down your pants and panties, revealing your whole body to the two starved men around you.
Kenshi moved his ministrations to your lonely chest and began tweaking and pinching at them. At the same time Johnny drags his strong tongue up and down your clit causing you to writhe in their arms. The taller man leans down into your ear, “Uh uh Uh, no escaping this time,” he breathes out. You can’t control the desperate moan that escapes you. He goes down farther to suck on your neck, surly leaving dark spots by the morning. While Kenshi works on you from above, Johnny makes good use of his big mouth down south. He laps and sucks at your lips and clit like it’s the only thing he’ll ever eat again. He groans while inserting his tongue into your sopping cunt. Grasping onto Kenshi’s arms for support, you feel tears prick at the corners of your eyes. They fall down your face as you look down and see the actor staring up at you with the most fucked out expression on his face. This causes you to go over the edge and squirt all over his face. He happily starts lapping at all the juices and helps you ride out your orgasm before he pulls away.
“Holy shit, Johnny” you can barely speak as your legs are still shaking. “You look so beautiful when you cum on my face, babe.” You feel your face flush as he says that unabashedly. Kenshi wipes your tears from your face as he lets out his words of agreement. Johnny kisses your mound and stomach again as he sits up and straddles your waist. You feel something hard poking your back and see Kenshi looking into your eyes with pure lust on his face. While you're distracted, Cage flips you over onto your stomach. Wobbly, you rise to your hands and knees and are met with Kenshi pulling you in for another sloppy kiss. You hear the sound of clothes rustling as they start to undress themselves, hands or lips never leaving your body for too long.
You start to palm at the darker man’s shirt to help him get it off quicker. Spreading your hands over his pectorals, dragging his garments over his strong, tattooed arms, and off him completely. You’re lost in the feeling of his mouth on your when you feel something long grind up against your ass. You let out a gasp as you turn around just as Johnny spits on his hand and rubs his hard shaft languidly. You move your hips backward to meet his hardened length, but he lands a harsh smack on your ass instead. You yelp out in shock. “Needy little slut, so ready to take my cock aren’t ya?” He degrades. Your pussy throbs at the insult and your breath starts to pick up. Kenshi pulls your face toward him by the chin, “I want you to look at me darling, I wanna see your pretty little face around my cock, sucking me off like the whore you are,” you stare at him as your face flushes deep red, “can you do that for me, baby~?” You desperately cry out yes and nod your head eagerly as he palms his stiffening cock in his hands. “Then be a good girl and stay quiet, we don’t want anyone else finding us now do we?” You feel Johnny’s hands all over your ass as you spread your legs further apart to give him access.
He teases the tip of his shaft against your entrance making you cry out in frustration. “Come on Jo–HNNY UGH!” He gives you no chance to finish your sentence as he shoves his dick into your tight cunt. You barely get to recover from the intrusion as Kenshi pushes your jaw open and thrusts his hips to your lips making you gag around him. The two earthrealm defenders let out groans and sighs of pleasure simultaneously.
Kenshi fucks your mouth hard and fast. Wanting to give him more pleasure, you hollow out your cheeks and suck harder on him, he lets out groans in pleasure at how good your mouth feels. He grips his fist into your hair and tugs hard making you moan out around his dick. Johnny grips onto your hips for dear life as he rams into you as hard as he can. He’s very vocal about his pleasure, spewing out words about how you feel so good and he can’t get enough of your pretty little pussy. His words of nasty praise make you clench around him, making him even louder. Kenshi starts to silently berate Johnny as he’s being too loud. Johnny just looks at him and smiles his signature grin. Being fed up, Kenshi pulls Johnny into a heated kiss, which quickly devolves into sloppily making out. They moan into eachothers mouths as their hands find their way around the other’s bodies.
The pleasure you feel is overwhelming, that damn inside you welling up, about to break. You’re helplessly moaning around Kenshi’s cock and Johnny is plowing you like there’s no tomorrow. The two men finally have released each other’s mouths to give you their full attention. Johnny is panting heavily as he leans down, covering your back, moaning in your ear. “Baby,, hah,, I’m so close. Nghh- I’m gonna c-cum. Baby you’re so pretty, can’t believe I haven’t done you sooner hah.” You squeeze him tighter at his words, crying out around the shaft still going in and out of your throat at lightning pace. Kenshi's eyes are screwed shut and he’s breathing heavily. “Ohhh, Y/N, your mouth is so good. Hah, I’m gonna shoot my cum so far down your throat. You want that? You want my cum in you?” He speaks through gritted teeth, trying desperately not to bust right then and there.
With a little more sucking on your part, you get Kenshi to go first. You feel the hot seed before you taste its salty flavor. He grips your head on both sides and shoves it down till you’re deepthroating him. You can’t breathe but the feeling of his cum sliding down your throat is too good to care about anything else. Johnny brings his hand down to circle and press against your clit once more and that throws you both over the edge. Your mind blanks and you swear you black out for only a moment. Johnny bites down on your neck to keep his sound level in check as he spills inside your heat.
Your juices mix together as he fills you to the brim. He stills inside you as he pushes every last drop into you. Kenshi falls back onto the bed, you and Johnny following suit. You’re squished between them, feeling Johnny slowly pull out of you with an obscene squelching noise. You groan at the feeling and loss of his length. Kenshi pulled you closer into his chest, wrapping his arms around you. He was warm and comforting. You could hear muted grumbling behind you as Johnny complained he wasn’t getting any attention. “Get over here, Cage” you and Kenshi both say at the same time as he pulls you both closer (unintentionally squeezing you into his tiddies :3.)
(I hope you enjoyed🤧 I had fun writing this)