Imagine you’re listening to a nsfw audio with some extra moany boys. Genji, the little shit and also your boyfriend, unplugs your headset and asks “hahah what are you listening to??” And he just hears a really obscene boy moaning and you’re both very embarrassed.
But from then on, you notice Genji gets far more vocal during sex and has no problem moaning like a whore to please you. (And also bug the neighbors because, again, he is a little shit at heart.)
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Imagine when you’re first dating Genji, he’s convinced that because you seem so quiet and gentle and unassuming that you’ll be a bottom bitch. When he starts kissing and holding you, you’re melting in his arms and hanging off his strong frame, softer form moulding against his armour. Your kisses are intoxicating and he loves it, but deep down inside he’s a bit disappointed that you’re not fiercer and the take charge sort. Oh well, it’s okay, he’ll have a lot of fun with you regardless.
But inside, you’re laughing a little at how he thinks you’re gonna lie there and take it. You don’t know that he’s disappointed, but you do know he’s in for a surprise when he actually gets in bed with you. The first time you actually get him on a bed, you push him down and straddle his hips right off the bat, helping him take off his helmet gently but firmly.
When his face is revealed, his eyes are wide and he’s blushing so prettily that you can’t help but giggle and tap his nose.
“Did you really think I’ll roll over and take it?”
He gulps, nods nervously. Good, there’s a reason for him to be nervous. By the time you’re done with him, he’s a mess of a cyborg, armour all ripped off him and kiss marks littering what skin he does have. His cock is soft and red as a cherry, soaking wet from your juices and his cum that have frothed up at the base of his cock. Genji’s eyes are all wonky, still rolling in his head as he tries to focus, and his eyelashes flutter up and down uncontrollably.
Yes, you think, there was a real reason for him to be nervous. Well, at least now he knows better.
make him understand where is his place
Genji always tells you not to shy away from putting more weight on him. With his armour and his body mods, he can take the force of a hurtling truck to his chest and not flinch.
Step on him as hard as you’d like, he will strain to sit up and kiss your leg wherever he can reach, a devious smile on his devastatingly handsome features. You lean down and forward, putting more and more weight on him until he is utterly pinned under your foot. The ninja can only lick his lips and curl his hands around your ankle – to support, to touch, to connect.
His dark eyes travel up the long line of your leg, up between your thighs and to the dark crux of your legs that hide his most favourite place. It’s covered by your skirt and your panties, but the damp spot over your lips are hard to miss. He licks his own lips, imagining your taste blooming over his tongue and filling his nose, his mouth, until all he can feel and taste is you.
Quietly he begs. Politely. Obscenely. Saccharine sweet and full of dark seduction. His fingers squeeze your ankle and tickle up and down your calves and rest in the sensitive underside of your knees, caressing gently and telling you it could be his tongue instead of his fingers.
Instead of giving him what he wants, the greedy boy, you move your foot and press the toes against his metal jaw, telling him that if he’s a good boy, he might get to do all that. But first, he needs to shine your shoe. With his spit.
Genji smiles, hands moving to close over the top of your foot and the back of your heel. Oh, he can do that. As he sucks on the leather, he closes his eyes and groans as you step on his face to make sure he behaves. Oh, he’ll be such a good boy, you’ll see.
Do you have any sfw and nsfw headcanons for Submissive Demon Hanzo with his dom?
Yep, sure do 🙂
SFW
Demon!Hanzo is cunning, underhanded, and willing to do anything to accomplish his goals. However, he has a strong sense of honour with a skewed moral compass. He will do anything to protect that which he considers his, and there is very little that belongs to him. And you? You belong to him as much as he belongs to you, so be prepared to find that he’s constantly warding off other demons and protecting your house like it was his own den.
When you both first met, it was likely to have been the result of a clash of territories. His wit against yours. Hanzo fancies himself skilled in the art of speech and deal-making, but you? You are his match. He’s mesmerised by your skill, impressed with how you’re playing him like a shamisen, and utterly taken with your confidence. You’re perfection and he must have you.
Magic is strong in his blood, making Hanzo perfectly capable of assuming a human visage and living with you as any other human husband would. When you’re out of the house on errands, he accompanies you with a stoic look on his face, a sneer on his lips at the human rabble as he passes them. When you’re busy working, Hanzo would be out securing his territory, patrolling and fighting off others to amuse himself in your absence. At night, he serves you as diligently as any loyal servant, caring for you and cooking foods that he has learned over the years that he has been alive. His father would be appalled at how submissive he is, but Hanzo now knows there is power in service.
For the first time in his life, Hanzo doesn’t need to posture and pretend when he is with you. You don’t care that he’s a demon, that he’s practically royalty, that he can easily kill you if he has a sudden change of heart. His line is as fickle as they are powerful – concubines upon concubines are the preference of the Shimada clan. For once, he has to earn the affection of someone outside of his clan and it’s intoxicating when you praise him and reward him for his efforts. For once, there is someone who can fulfil his substantial sexual appetite, heck, you’re probably more demanding than he is. And he loves it.
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Rope never holds Hanzo. Metal does nothing either. No, for him, you need special sutras to secure him in place. Ones that have been twisted into twine and pasted onto thick manacles are the only things that can hold him. They bind away his magical strength and make him as weak as a human, and stronger sutras turn his muscles to jelly and haze his consciousness, leaving him vulnerable to your every whim.
The stamina of demons is legendary and Hanzo is no exception. He will cum as many times as you want, lasting long after his cock becomes sore and his ass feels gaped from how many times you fuck him. Sometimes he will curse his body as it fails him, trembling and shaking as he drags himself to your feet to kiss it, apologising that he can’t keep up with your desire to fuck. Other times, he will hold his orgasm for as long as you deem fit, his grey skin turning dark as he puts that hard-earned discipline to good use. He will cry and he will swear, but he will not cum without your permission.
Hanzo vastly prefers rough sex. The rougher you are, the harder he cums. He wants to battle, to fight, even in bed, and he will make you work for his submission. If he isn’t covered in bruises, scratches, bites, and bleeding by the end of the night, it wasn’t a good night. Likewise, he will leave his mark on you with passionate scratches and bites, smugly looking over his handiwork when you’re finally all fucked out and lying next to him in bed.
Despite his fangs, he has a bit of an oral fixation. He will explore you with his mouth and his lips over his hands, only using his bulky arms to help hold you in place as he eats you out. Hopefully, you won’t mind a bit of pain, because he often nicks you with his sharp fangs, grazing his teeth against your sodden pussy lips as he sticks his tongue in you as far as it can go. Oh, and it can go far. His tongue is thick and long, able to extend far beyond what should be possible and tickling your G-spot with ease. It’s taken him a long time of trial and error, but now he’s able to find it with unerring accuracy, driving you to your orgasm at a breathtaking pace. And when he eats you out, he always looks like he’s in bliss, looking like he can stay between your thighs for the rest of his life without complaint.
You know that one thing where, when you raise your arms, your shirt rides up and you can see a sliver of flesh between your waistband and the hem of your shirt? Or when, if you wear a skirt and raise your arms, the hem of your skirt rides up? Hanzo is weak for that. So so so weak.
He’ll try to resist staring at you but his attention will be glued to that little show of skin until you tug your shirt/skirt back down. Licks his lips and thinks about running his tongue over that peek of skin, tasting the clean scent of you and enjoying the softness of your belly. Maybe even trailing over to your hip and kissing your hip bone if you let him.
Oh shit, is he drooling? No. No, he’s not drooling, you’re mistaken. He quickly wipes his chin and stalks off, face flushed and body stiff as he runs away to drown in shame…and lustful thoughts.
OW Ahegao faces (Part 1)
Part 1 of…idk how many. Gonna start with the popular guys first :3 Also, all of the gifs here came from smut-101′s gif hunts.
NSFW under the cut :3
Can I request H/Cs with CollegeStudent!reader and Professor!Reinhardt, Reaper,and 76?
Side, but important note: They all wear glasses and look damn fucking good in them :3
Professor!Reinhardt
- The two of you outwardly flirt with each other all semester. Professor Reinhardt constantly showers you with compliments, and is incredibly easy on you with it comes to grades.
- The kind of professor who gets sidetracked during class and goes off on these elaborate stories and cracks everybody up. Teaches artsy stuff like music history, art history, and poetry.
- He adored for how easy going he is, his enthusiasm, and how crazy handsome and dreamy he is.
- Tutoring lessons in his office are filled to the brim with sexual tension and class or your grades never comes up.
- The tension breaks and you end up kissing passionately, sucking him off, and riding him in his big leather chair.
- Several other more private “tutoring” lessons are held at his house after that. Lots of homemade food (professor Reinhardt can cook), great alcohol, and the deepest more filling sex you’ve ever had.
Professor!Reaper
- He’s incredibly intimidating, but a chill professor. His intimidating nature only makes students fawn after him even more. His rugged good looks are often the point of discussion during study groups.
- He rarely gives tutoring lessons, he’s kind of an enigma on campus. Rarely in his office, nobody ever sees him come or go.
- Most people have to email him for any pressing questions and this is how the flirting begins. He cracked a joke and you cracked one back, and the messages kept going back and forth from there.
- When messages turn into sexting, you end up getting his phone number, and he asks you if you’d come with him to a bar.
- Boy, do you. You go and drink with him and listen to people sing their drunk hearts out during karaoke. Make out in your dark corner booth, and slip into the bathroom to have quick wild sex.
- Make a taxi cab driver very uncomfortable on your way to his place so you can do it again and again.
Professor!76
- Professor 76 is the professor everyone drools over. You’ve seen students shamelessly flirt with him. Trying to either get his interest or just trying to get better grades or extensions out of him.
- But it seems he only has interest for you. He has a piercing stare during lectures, made all too intense by his bright blue eyes. He always hovers over your shoulder when checking out your work.
- Needless to say, you start getting off on the thought of him.
- You may be a little skittish around him, even though you’re utterly smitten with him.
- He has to go out of his way to speak to you, and it makes your other heart eyed peers very jealous.
- You wind up in his office (because he asked you to come to see him). 76 lures you behind his nice desk, and before you know it your lips are wet and swollen from kisses, your bent over his desk and your panties are around your ankles while he’s pounding into you.
His Fiery Side
i guess this is a multi-fandom blog now?
disclaimer: all ‘boys’ and ‘girls’ are of age within any smutfics i write. i’M tOo OLd FoR tHiS sHiT
Shouto had just taken a shower and was relaxing on his bed. He was impossible to resist, all soft, clean, and scented with his bodywash. He watched you lazily as you slid onto his lap. Your rear made its home there, and leaned close.
You hesitated, waiting for permission. What you got was an invitation, a peck to your lips. You gently bit back, at his lower lip. He bared his teeth in turn, and your mouths clashed passionately in the middle. You loved it when the fiery side of his personality came out.
His cock came to life under you. When its heat touched your cunt, you gasped, the blood pounding between your legs. You immediately drew up and slid your hungry cunt against his cockhead. You moved back and his cock brushed your clit. You held it there and swivelled your hips against it.
“Enough foreplay,” he ordered, pulling a couple inches away. His voice was soft, but his eyes told you that you should obey. “Put it in.”
“I like it when you talk like that,” you said, smiling and sliding your lip through your teeth.
You bent back just enough so that his dick met its slick target. You worked your hips back and forth, sliding inch-by-inch down his length.
Shouto sucked his lip in at the feel of you tightly hugging him inside you. He stared burned into the place where you two joined. His heterochromatic eyes met yours for a heart-pounding moment before he went back to watching.
Before you made it all the way down, you put your hands to the headboard behind him, caging him in. Shouto would have none of it. He took hold of your hips and flipped you back onto the bed, falling with you and hungrily locking lips with you again.
He drew his hips back and slammed into you. You cried out his name.
“Sorry,” he panted. “Should I slow down?”
Something about the way his voice dipped in tone with an added growl, made you say no.
“Too bad, I will.”
Shouto decided you needed it slower, but he went no less deep. He went all the way down to his red and white pubic and then pulled back. He fucked you slow. You kissed at his lips, a series of silent pleas for him to give him what he teased you with. To fuck you hard.
Your fingers crawled up his back, and Shouts grabbed them. He pinned them on either side of your head.
“You want it? You ask for it,” he growled.
His eyes burned hotter, thrilled you into obeying.
“I want it.”
“You want what?”
“I want you to fuck me harder.”
Hearing that, he bared his teeth again. He let go of your arms. You braced yourself against the lean muscles of his pecs. He began to beat his hips against yours. He did so until you arched up from the bed and sang out the pleasure he was giving you.
Shouto joined you with low his moans. The last brain cell still functioning moved your hand to your clit. You made sure to catch up to him before his thrusts started to stutter. He shouted his next few moans, keeping it together just enough to fuck himself to orgasm.
“Fuck,” he yelled, his body trembling.
“Oh…Shouto…”
You moaned long one last time as you joined him, your hips lifting off the bed.
His soft cock slipped out of you, and he fell next to you, humming. He gave you a sleepy smile, satisfied.
Flavoured lube 👅
“Hey, put this on.”
Genji rouses from his ‘meditation’ and rolls his head around to look at you upside down. “Hmmmm?” A gag, blindfold, and collar are tossed onto his chest and he looks at them with a raised brow. “What’s this for?”
From the other room, you yell at him to just put it on since you have your hands full. The ninja obliges, gnawing on the rubber ball that tastes more like saliva than it does rubber at this point. The collar goes on next after he strips off his crotch guard and all other pieces of his armour that can be removed, and after that the blindfold. It’s soft around his eyes and he lies back with his arms crossed over his chest. Faintly, he hears you rummage around in your office and wonders what exactly you’re doing. But it doesn’t sound like you’re able to find what you’re looking for, so maaaaaybe you won’t mind if he takes a little nap.
(a few moments later)
A sharp ‘a-HA’ startles him and he groans.
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Between the Heroes
All Might gives you a quick jerk, making you yelp. You’re down on all fours, fully-speared, and at the mercy of his thick cock, big enough as fitting of someone of his stature. It’s more stimulation than you can handle, so Genji on your supports your chin up with two of his fingers. The pads on the fingers are soft, giving you no discomfort.
“Are you alright?” he asks, his voice deep with concern.
“Uhuh,” you state dumbly.
“I have faith. She can handle us,” All Might beams, voice deeper than Genji’s and more confident. He extends a hand towards the other man, a cooperative gesture. The other large hand spread open on your backside. “I would love to pick her up and ravage her right here, but I want to hear your input, first.”
You would love that, too, being crushed against his chest with one of his massive arms and bounced on his cock until you drooled. Genji brushed his thumb along your bottom lip. You opened your lips to suck on its tip.
“A good man inside the bedroom as well, I see,” Genji says, with a cock of his head and a slight curl of his lips.
All Might chuckles. “I see no need to be greedy.”
Genji, having decided what he desires from you, nods to All Might and mutters something in Japanese to him. The larger man, twice as large as the cyborg, brings his hips. You feel every inch as he drags his cock from your cunt’s tight, slick embrace. He pushes back in just as slow, having mercy on you.
“Ah that feels good,” he whispers to himself.
His thumb withdrawing from your mouth, Genji’s fingers grip your jaw. Your mouth stays open to accommodate your soft moans. There’s no way you could be on the end of a fucking from All Might and be quiet about it. Genji inserts his smaller cock into your mouth. All Might roughly jerks his hips then, and your eyes roll back and you struggle not to let your teeth come down on what’s filling your mouth.
Genji knows you won’t be able to do much, so he does it for you. He cradles your jaw and pushing forward until you gag. It’s a choked sputter, but All Might shoots Genji a thumbs-up, still having faith in you. Genji brushes your tears away. He’s gentle, you would have gladly been used and abused for a few hours. Whatever they wanted to do.
Genji’s cock saws in and out, the leaking tip pressing on your tongue. You try and fail to swallow down the salty taste.
“You take me so well.”
All Might echoes the praise. You glance up at Genji’s face. He breathes heavily, his tongue peeking from just behind his lower lip.
“Keep looking at me, Baby Girl. I wanna see it your eyes.”
You don’t know what he was seeing, you without a thought in your head. The lust darkening his eyes sucked you in. That’s when your limbs started to fail you.
“Don’t worry,” All Might told you with a hand on your back.
Genji was happy to lie beneath you, your arms loosely grasping his thighs and sucking his cock with your nose bumping his pelvis. You clutched his thighs tighter, All Might choosing that time to pick up the pace. He picks up both hands to give Genji double thumbs-up.
“Ha, ha, ha! No hands!” He grins.
Your thighs start sliding outward. All Might has to support your hips, and he pulls you back to fuck you faster. He tosses his head back and puffs, outwardly showing the heat building in his lower belly. The wall of muscle flexes and rolls with each thrust.
Genji draws your attention from All Might pounding your cunt by putting a hand on each cheek. He thrusts up into your mouth. You let your eyes close, letting it be just you and the two cocks. Your drool is oozing slowly onto Genji’s balls.
All Might is losing his mind over the wet mess he’s making you, still tossing his head. He continues to thrust into your warm tightness, and his wide shoulders start to cave towards you. He struggles not to lean all his weight on you, his fingers digging in and then relaxing again. He slicks back his blond hair to wipe the sweat from his forehead. The twin tufts at his hairline spring back up.
The pleasure is building for all three of you. It’s addicting, everyone wishing it would last forever. All Might is reaching his limit, however.
“We…we should wrap this up, eh?” he pants.
Genji, watching his cock slip in and out of your lips closely, replies, “Surely, you should be able to last as well as your reputation?”
“Ha,” he laughs, “yes. Maybe I can last, uh, a little longer…”
That starts a friendly rivalry. All Might is producing all sorts of grunt, groans, and moans, not backing down. Genji struggles next, trying so hard not to explode into your mouth. His back bows upward, and he grits his teeth, teetering on the edge and it’s sweet. His tense body can only manage short thrusts into your mouth. His mouth had run ahead of his sense. He’s about to lose to All Might.
All Might is inching you forward with his powerful hips. It snaps you out of your stupor. If these two want another fuck, they can have it. For now, you’re done. Before the hero behind you can push you too far, you take ahold of Genji’s hips sink down on his cock and suck. It pulses against your tongue, then expands to gush up into your throat. It’s too much for your gag reflex. You pull up and cough some up, cum flowing down in sticky, white strings down onto the source.
Genji’s too boneless to care about the mess you made of his deflating cock. It sits flaccid on top of his balls, a fleshy contrast to the rest of his cybernetic body.
All Might goes hard on your cunt, the veins and soft edges of his cock ravaging your sensitive spots. You’re his loudly moaning fleshlight. He admires your with his hands along your curves one last time. Then he bites down, almost crushing teeth to white dust. He quietly fills you to the brim with his seed. Fills you until your tummy bulges outward a little. He then sits back to bask in the little glory to be had of winning.
Genji maneuvers you onto your side next to him. All Might lies on your other side, on his side. His mouth stretches slowly into an admiring grin, his eyes darting around your face and body. He spreads a hand over your little bulge, a proud father of your cum-baby.
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