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nevaryadl · 3 years

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kotalblack fluff cw: injuries, minor blood

The sun was too hot out.

Ermac and Reptile were pulling him along, trying to get him to kick his own legs like a new born infant. Trying to get him to show signs of life. When he squirmed and managed to get a foot underneath of him, they paused long enough for him to get his other foot underneath of him and then acted as supports for his own weakened legs to wobble after them. He was pretty sure that he was bleeding over several places and that his head was cracked pretty good. He absolutely could not see straight and for a marksman like him, he was dead weight in the fight.

"Where... where is ko..."

"Focus."

Ermac took over carrying him, letting Reptile go back into the fray. They wrapped their arms underneath of his and simply used their usual floating abilities to lift him up and haul ass out of there. When they touched down, Ermac leaned him until he got the hint and let himself get laid out on the ground. When he looked up there was a canopy of branches with leaves blocking out the hot, hot sun.

"Ko... where is... Ko..."

"Hush."

They took off a lot of his gear. His hat stuck to his hair with what he assumed was slowly thickening blood, and his mask came off with a rather worrying wet sound that probably meant more blood. They also undid his serape and jacket and tugged his undershirt off from his torso before turning to his wounds. He blacked out for a hot minute and came too with a field medic also hovering over him with Ermac. He wondered when that happened before deciding that his head injury allowed him to not think for a bit and just let the two do their stuff. Including wrapping his head, sticking a bandage to his cheek and putting stitches in one of his sides.

"... Can I ask where Kotal is now?"

"He is coming. Rest now."

'Coming' turned out to be two whole ass hours. During which Erron was moved from the outskirts of the battle to a field medic's tent. His head injury had been deemed not a concussion so he got in a nap. And Ermac had come to visit him briefly before going out to use their telepathy to help move the wounded. Erron tried to not be too miffed though, because he had been rushed off pretty quick and even at a glance most everyone knew that he was fine, just that his main skill was trashed with his wobbly vision so it was best to move him out of way and out of certain someone's mind until the fight was won.

And well...

"How are you feeling?" Kotal asked.

He had taken off his headdress and most of his body paint was washed off from sweat or cleaning around wounds that were stitched or scabbing. He looked tired. Erron reached out took up one of the big man's big hands and just held it for a moment.

"Head's worse for wear, but I'll be up in no time, just you wait and see, honeysuckle," Erron said, squeezing Kotal's hand.

"I am glad," Kotal rumbled out.

"Glad? You're banged up worse than me, moonpie," Erron laughed.

"I suppose we should both take some time off, to rest and heal," Kotal smirked.

"Suppose we should, you giant pain in the ass," Erron chuckled, before pulling that big hand up to his mouth to kiss scarred knuckles.

#mk #mortal kombat #kotalblack #Erron Black #Kotal Kahn #cw: injuries #cw: minor blood #fluff

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canonerronblack · 5 years

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Me: *kicks something by mistake and stubs my toe*

Me: SUGAR HONEY ICE TEA!

Kotal: Yes, dearest?

Me: No wait, darlin’ no

#mk #Mortal Kombat #mortal kombat shitposting #erron black #kotalblack #((ooc: hint look at the first letters and put them all together))

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mothercetrion · 4 years

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Safety

Summary: A walk in the woods and a mild injury leads to a newfound closeness.

Characters: Erron Black, Kotal Kahn

Word Count: 2012

Request: “How about some Kotalblack where, while out in the wilderness, Erron gets a leg injury. Nothing major, just enough to make walking difficult. Basically, I just want a fic where Koyal sweetly carries Erron around the entire time.” - anonymous

this is for you anon!! im sorry its many months late. i feel bad but it’s here!!! enjoy :) warning for really mild injury [crossposted to AO3]

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“Thank you for offering to walk with me this evening, Erron.”

“Ain’t anythin’ big, Kotal. Just like the extra time with ya… I know you’re busy a lot.”

Kotal gently squeezed at Erron’s hand as they stepped over a fallen tree. “I am. That is why I am extra glad that you are here.”

Beneath Erron’s bandana, he was smiling.

The two of them had decided to embark on Kotal’s weekly walk in the Outworld jungle together one evening. It was the first time that both Kotal and Erron were free; endless new alliances between Outworld and other realms led to Kotal being a very busy man. He had little time to spend with his love.

Fortunately, their schedules had cleared up, and both of them were more than glad to walk together.

“Have you kept busy?” Kotal asked as they walked through a clearing.

“Here and there, making errands. Spending more time in Earthrealm than I would like to.” Erron sighed deeply. “Lots of Special Forces stuff. Lots of Cage and Cage Jr.”

Kotal chuckled to himself. “Those two are often a handful. A good amount of jokes between them.”

“Too many. They’re why I like it here more.” Erron looked up to Kotal. “Well, that, and… you’re here.”

Kotal smiled. He was glad that Erron was becoming more open with his compliments. It had taken a while of going out for Erron to drop his worries of it ending as quickly as it had started. It had been eons since Erron had been in a steady relationship (if he had ever been in one at all); he wasn’t used to the stability. Kotal was more than happy to hear him be more open.

They continued to walk for a while longer before stopping in a vast clearing of grass and trees. Kotal sat on the ground next to a tree and patted the ground next to him, and Erron sat down next to him, leaning back against the tree with a content sigh.

It was nice for them to be able to just take a break. Their lives had been so hectic for so long. They hadn’t even really a chance to breathe in days. It was nice to them to just sit in serenity, with one another and no one else to bother them. It was nice.

Erron leaned his head to rest on the side of Kotal’s arm. He wasn’t tall enough to reach his shoulder. “I’m glad that things are easing up.”

“As am I.” Kotal reached over a hand and placed it on Erron’s knee. “Perhaps you can finally spend more than a day in Outworld… We can just be with one another, like right now. Nothing sounds as blissful.”

Erron tugged at his bandana and pulled it off, and a small smile was on his face. “I would really like that… I really would.”

Kotal leaned down and pressed a tender kiss to his forehead. Erron lifted his head to kiss along his jaw, then the two met halfway and kissed properly. They pulled away quickly and smiled at one another, then they both leaned against the tree and rested their eyes. They had no intention of sleeping, but… it was so peaceful among those trees. Closing your eyes was the greatest way to take it in.

After a while, Erron moved to stand up with a grunt. “Hope you don’t mind… Need to use the restroom real quick,” he said quietly.

Kotal nodded with a smile. “Of course not, my sun. I understand.”

Erron walked off behind some bushes a good distance away from Kotal. Kotal continued to enjoy the peacefulness of the area around him while Erron was occupied. He adored nature, if he were to be honest. If he were stressed or needed some time to himself, he could step into nature for a while and just… take it all in. Breathe in the scent of the grass and the leaves, listen to the chirp of Outworldian birds, and perhaps even swim in a creek or lake or pond if he were to travel deep enough. He always took time to dedicate himself, his mind and his body, to the natural world around him.

His dedication was interrupted when he heard the snapping of several branches, followed by a very loud, “Fuck!”

Kotal immediately rose to his feet and hurried over to where Erron was located, being careful so he didn’t disturb him if he was still using the restroom. Much to his surprise, he saw Erron laying on the ground, his left foot stuck in a deep hole. He looked vastly uncomfortable and in pain… and pissed.

“These fuckin’ animals in these woods, diggin’ damn holes,” he grumbled. He looked up at Kotal. “I’m fine, honey. Just… Just fell down.”

“Do you need help getting up?” Kotal asked, squatting down so Erron did not have to strain his neck to see him. “You appear to be in pain.”

“My ankle’s hurtin’ but I doubt it’s anything bad.” Erron lifted his torso up so he was sitting on the ground, and he went to pull his leg from the hole but grunted in pain. He pushed past it and pulled it completely out of the hole, gritting his teeth and crying out. “Fuck… That hurt.”

“Let me assist you.” Kotal rose to his feet and grabbed at Erron’s arms, pulling him to his feet and helping him stand. Putting even a little weight on his foot caused Erron to wince, and Kotal immediately lifted him up by his elbows. “You are wounded. Sit down for a moment.”

He ushered Erron back over to the tree and helped him sit down, and he knelt in front of him and gently grabbed as his left foot. He went to remove Erron’s boot and stopped when the gunslinger winced. “I apologize… I must remove it to make sure that it is not broken,” he said quietly, offering Erron an encouraging smile. “I hate that it is distressing you.”

“It’s fine… No need to make a big fuss. It’s probably just sprained,” Erron replied hurriedly. “Just pull it off. I’ll be fine.”

Without much more of a warning, Kotal pulled the boot completely off of his foot and tossed it to the side. Erron could not help but cry out loudly, and he covered his mouth with his hand to hide his anguish. Kotal quietly apologized and removed his sock, investigating his ankle with furrowed brows. It was already beginning to swell, but it wasn’t severely disfigured.

“You were right. I believe it is sprained,” Kotal said quietly, “but it is a bad sprain nonetheless. It must be immobilized for a few days. Therefore… you cannot make the walk back home.”

Erron shook his head as Kotal worked to put his sock and shoe back on. “I’m making the walk. It just needs… It needs to be worked out. A little weight won’t kill it.”

Kotal looked up at him with a faint smile. “You are not a little man, my sun,” he teased.

Erron rolled his eyes and grabbed onto Kotal’s arm, pulling himself onto his good foot. “I promise, honey, I’ll be okay walking. You can hold my hand in case I fall, if that makes you feel any better.”

That’s exactly what Kotal did. Gripping tightly onto his hand, Kotal led Erron through the woods, allowing him to walk slowly as to not injure his ankle any further. Every step for Erron was painful, as evidenced by him tightening his hold on Kotal’s hand every time his foot touched the ground, in addition to his occasional whimper.

After nearly ten minutes of struggling, Kotal finally stepped in front of Erron and held out a hand to him, stopping him in place. “My sun, please stop. I cannot stand to see you hurt yourself further.”

Erron looked up at Kotal with furrowed brows. “I’m fine, Kotal. We’re gonna go home, and I’ll elevate it and ice it and everything. Swear on it.”

“I know you will,” Kotal said, “but you have been struggling to walk since we began our trek home. I know you are in pain.”

Before Erron could protest, Kotal leaned down and lifted Erron into his arms by his legs, settling him in his arms bridal style so he was comfortable. Erron immediately began pushing against his chest, trying to fight his way down. “Kotal, put me down. I can walk on my—”

“You are not allowed to walk until you rest your ankle,” Kotal said seriously. “Until then, I will carry you. Do not fight this.”

Erron let his head fall back as he groaned. But he didn’t complain further as Kotal began to carry him through the woods, walking gently as to not hurt his ankle. Erron eventually rested his head against his shoulder, taking in the scenery around them as they went on their way.

After a while, Erron closed his eyes and yawned heavily. Kotal looked at him and chuckled. “Are you tired?”

“You’re so warm,” Erron admitted, keeping his eyes closed, “and I ain’t having to walk… I ain’t gonna fall asleep though.”

“You’ve been very busy lately. I know you are exhausted, no matter what you say.” Kotal looked back to the pathway with a smile. “If you sleep, that is fine. I will take care of you upon our return.”

“I might catch a wink or two… if you insist.”

It didn’t take long for Kotal to look down and see Erron dozed off against his arm. For once, he did not look intense or on edge or anything. He looked… peaceful. Serene. Relaxed. More handsome than ever.

Kotal walked even more slowly to be sure that Erron got his proper rest. He cared very deeply about the man he loved; every ounce of him wanted him to be safe and happy. Never in his life did he love a man so strongly. He wondered how he became so lucky as to have someone like him in his life.

Soon enough, Kotal had carried Erron completely through the woods and back to their living quarters. Upon entering their shared room, Kotal placed Erron down on their bed as gently as he could manage. He kneeled next to the bed and began removing his boot a second time, working carefully as to not disturb his ankle.

But Erron was awakened just as his sock slipped off of his foot. He grimaced slightly and looked over at Kotal, and he smiled softly. “Hey,” he greeted.

“Hello.” Kotal turned his ankle and took note of its increased swelling. “I apologize for waking you. How do you feel?”

“Sore,” Erron replied truthfully. “Maybe, just maybe, I should’ve listened to you.”

Kotal let out a deep chuckle. “If only.” He gently rolled his ankle over and inspected it fully. “I still believe it is a bad sprain. I worry that my aid will not be enough to allow it to properly heal. You may need a medic.”

Erron shook his head hurriedly. “Not necessary. A few days of rest and ice will do me fine.”

Kotal lifted a brow in concern. “If you are sure, then I will not push it. But you must rest it. Promise me.”

Erron reached forward a hand towards Kotal. “Shake on it. You have my word.”

Kotal grabbed his hand and shook it gently. “Good. If you break your promise, I will not be pleased,” Kotal warned. Anyone could hear the joke in his voice.

Erron raised his hands. “Oh no, I’ll be in trouble if I break my promise? Scary,” he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

Kotal laughed loudly then. He climbed to his feet and sat on the edge of the bed, grabbing Erron’s hand. “I am glad that you are well, my sun. I must admit that I was worried.”

“No need to be.” Erron waved his free hand. “I’ve hurt myself worse. I, um… I appreciate it though. It means a lot.”

Kotal smiled at him. “Anytime, Erron.”

#kotal kahn #erron black #kotalblack #mortal kombat 11 #mortal kombat #fic #my fic #mine

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oroontheheels · 5 years

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Erron: So... you and Jade, eh?

Kotal: Jealous?

(Me: delicious finally some good f*cking fo...)

Erron: Jade is quite the looker~

(Me: 🤦🏻‍♀️)

#erron black #kotal kahn #otp #i’m starving #mortal kombat #mk11 spoilers #kotal x erron #kotalblack

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toomanyf4ndoms7 · 4 years

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Erron black

How I feel about this character: Wild West cowboy with a mysterious past. Also would do anything for money.

Something I wish happened in canon with this character: we see if his Future self sides with Shao or Kotal.

favorite thing about them: His mysterious past and voice. Troy Baker is a gift

least favorite thing about them: His frequent flirting with every female in the roster. If it was a few it’d be fine but every single one seems a bit too much.

favorite line: “Think you can handle me alone? You’re either brave or foolish.”

brOTP: Erron and Reptile.

OTP: Don’t know maybe Kotalblack?

nOTP: Cassie/Erron. I know Cassie is an adult but I still don’t like it.

random headcanon: has watched every Wild West movie under the sun. He regrets nothing.

unpopular opinion: I’m not a big fan of Erronjin but if you are? Go ahead!

#mortal kombat #erron black #ask meme

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tomatoconqueror · 8 months

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Uh this is a Spanish thing I've had in me head for a couple of days by now

Muñeco means doll but yall i swear it hits different in spanish, as if there's a deeper effect whenever you call someone that, same pet name anybody would say but like.. butterflies tenfold?

#kotal kahn #erron black #mortal Kombat #kotalblack 🥰🥰#kotalblack #the blorbos #i once got called that and..#lemme tell ya #shtoppp #uwu #👉👈

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cchexmex · 7 months

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must acquire pumpkin for roasted seeds

and spooky reasons too

#draw <3 #doodles and noodles #for me c;#kotalblack #erron black #kotal kahn

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earthrealmlesbian · 5 years

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Since it's proven to be canon, Kotalblack headcanons?

I'm....perhaps too into Kotalblack. This got really long since I couldn't help but add a lot of thoughts about them as individuals. Tumblr has decided I'm not allowed to use read mores unfortunately so rip.

Side note: You didn't ask for it but I had some thoughts about their sex life so I've included some nsfw hcs. Hope you don't mind!

Sfw:

• Kotal is a considerate lover and even at his most firm is undeniably gentle with his partner. A fact that almost scares Erron off at first. Sure, it's one thing to fuck your boss but falling in love with him when he -scoff- treats you nice? Come on now. Kotal demands respect in a relationship but gives the same in return and that sounds downright healthy to Erron. This cowboy isn't sure how to handle a relationship like that at first. Kotal deals with Erron's flighty nature with a steady, patient hand and after some time Erron settles into the relationship.

• These two are more openly affectionate than many other characters. Nothing raunchy, especially on Kotal's end. Erron will shoot anyone that gives them a dirty look right through the eyes and Kotal's the Emperor so.....who's gonna question them? Erron is a flirt through and through. He'll tone it down to something reasonable for Kotal's sake but he's still going to throw out the occasional tease or hungry look. Kotal's brand of affection is a hand rested softly on the small of Erron's back, tender smiles or the occasional smirk when he humors Erron's flirting. Nothing overt but watching him you might mistake them for a couple that's been together for decades. Whether they have or not. It's all vaguely domestic? Their lives are hectic, which Erron thrives on, but he's learned to take comfort in Kotal's steady presence.

• Kotal is actually interested in Earthrealm's variety of cultures. He's not been to Earthrealm since his realmwalk and has had little chance to keep up with its every changing people. On quiet nights he'll stay up with Erron asking about anything and everything he can think of. Erron points out there's A LOT of cultures and even he's not familiar with all of them but he's happy to tell what he knows. Erron can make anything sound interesting and that only encourages him to ask more.

• Likewise, Erron is curious about Osh-Tekk culture. He's curious by nature and always collects stories from the places he visits before moving on. He's got a feeling he won't be wandering away from Kotal anytime soon but he's still eager to learn. Still, he approaches the subject carefully. For his part, Kotal is grateful that someone is genuinely interested in his lost people. There's bitter sweetness in his recollections, but he's the type to face things head on so he freely shares many parts of his past. Erron doesn't press when Kotal reaches a memory that's harder to share, just waits for the words to come piecemeal, if at all. Sharing stories like this is a huge part of their relationship. They've been through a lot and bond through their long nights burnt away talking.

• Speaking of....speaking? Kotal is enthralled by Erron's accent and dialect. He thinks it's incredibly charming how Erron can so smoothly deliver an entirely incomprehensible sentence. He can glean the meaning of most of Erron's sayings after a moments thought, they're all just so WILD. It amuses him greatly. One time Erron was fuming about some new, hapless guard he was trying to whip into shape. His hands were going a mile a minute and he finally huffed out "I tell you what, that boy couldn't pour piss out a boot if the instructions were on the heel!" Kotal choked out the ugliest laugh and gave him the most confused smile. "Excuse me???"

• Erron would eat lead before he'd admit it but Kotal's deep voice and commanding aura make him feel safe. He's no damsel in distress but safety is a foreign concept to him. Kotal makes him feel comfortable, almost free of his usual paranoia. It's nice, if disconcerting.

• Kotal is sentimental. Erron less so. They make it work. Erron makes an effort to remember their anniversary and to do little things to let Kotal knows he values their shared memories in his own way. He gets an Osh-Tekk saying engraved on his favorite gun. Kotal makes him a necklace of leather, beads and engraved bone. Erron wears it religiously. It warms Kotal's heart when he catches Erron thumbing the beads, unconsciously seeking comfort. Later, much later in their relationship, Erron begins to wear paint in appropriate designs on his exposed arms. He does it to honor Osh-Tekk culture and in turn Kotal. It stops Kotal cold the first morning Erron catches him alone while donning the paint. He's touched to say the least.

• Kotal would marry Erron in a heartbeat. Erron has a lot of thoughts about that. He may have settled into their relationship, may even like the stability it offers more than he's willing to admit, but making it "official" scares him. He thinks it's like begging bad luck to rear her head. Kotal isn't surprised or even particularly upset about it. He's got a long life to live. He's content to openly be with Erron and wait patiently for the cowboy to chew on the idea of wedding vows.

• They like to go riding together. Erron prefers Earthrealm horses but he'll take anything that can gallop at this point. He thinks Kotal leaned over, eyes forward, pushing his mount as fast as it'll go cuts a striking image. (this is a sfw headcanon but maybe Erron's thoughts on the matter are a little nsfw :/ )

• They don't tend to do official dates or anything besides anniversaries but they find time to treat each other. Kotal takes his duties seriously but he let's Erron's wilder nature pull him into stepping away occasionally and indulging. Erron also eventually shows him his secret spot. They duck into it every now and then when their day is overwhelming.

• They've taken the time to learn each other's weapons. Well, Erron can't really wield the macuahuitl properly but the sickles are manageable. They're not really interested in each others weapons but thought it would be a good challenge. Erron does alright on his end but Kotal just cannot get the hang of firearms. He can use them, but his aim is garbage. Erron only teases him a little.

• Erron suffered from heatstroke once. It's made more embarrassing by the fact Kotal was there, had warned him he was pushing himself too far during training and he still kept going. Erron isn't one to be babied which Kotal knows. Still, afterwards there's always a suspicious amount of water on hand when Kotal is around. During the hottest part of the day if Erron catches Kotal's eyes flicking back and forth between the sweat on his brow and the canteen on his belt he'll give a wry smile and take a drink. "Stop lookin’ at me like that. I'm not gonna pass out again." Kotal only teases him a little.

• Kotal asks Erron's opinion on political matters often. He swears he isn't one for political nonsense but he's glad his opinion is valued either way.

• They both very much enjoy music. They go to the performances of court musicians as often as time allows. Erron likes to scope out the market for street performers he thinks have talent so he can get them to play for Kotal. He's not doing it out of kindness or anything but if a street performer or two earns a spot among the court’s performers and enjoys a more comfortable life for it who's he to complain? Kotal is privy to the knowledge that a much younger Erron Black aspired to be a musician but gave it up when life got complicated. He's happy to watch the singers Erron recommends. Even happier when Erron breaks out his old guitar and sings to him in private.

• Kotal teaches Erron the Osh-Tekk language. It's useful since nobody besides historians and some of his more dedicated warriors know it. It allows them to communicate secretly in the open. Which....sometimes means them openly shit talking annoying politicians trying to curry favor in meetings. Ermac and Reptile know enough to understand most of the insults and always give said politicians looks of pity.

• It's also useful when Kotal is feeling extra affectionate. He'll slip in Osh-Tekk pet names during morning briefings and watch the corners of Erron's eyes crinkle the way they do when he's smirking. Again, Ermac and Reptile know. They're used to it and rarely give the behavior more then a small smile.

NSFW:

• Both are switches. Erron bottoms more often than not but Kotal has no qualms changing things up. He's especially fond of Erron fucking him missionary so he can pull him close by the back of the neck and look intensely into his eyes. Kotal is big on eye contact.

• Neither is shy about sex. Both have a high sex drive. Most mornings include at least a quick blowjob.

• Given both aren't particularly inhibited, they enjoy an adventurous sex life. Before Erron, Kotal didn't indulge much despite his high sex drive. There was little time and few he could trust. As such, he didn't have a variety of experiences. He's good at what he knew but was eager to broaden his horizons. Erron has been around more and tried plenty. He's always amused when he tells Kotal about this or that kink Earthrealmers are into and gets a shocked look every time. Equally amused when Kotal is keen on giving it a try at least once.

• Kotal may be interested in trying things but he's got a lot of limits when it comes to pain. Both receiving and giving. They have to have a conversation regarding some of Erron's less than healthy past encounters so Kotal can essentially list off the things he won't do. That said, he's fine with being dominant/dominated or rough within reason.

• One thing both agree on is marking each other is appealing. Kotal isn't very possessive, he doesn't need to be, but he'll admit seeing Erron display his handiwork gets him going. Erron has a hickey on his throat almost constantly. When things get a little more wild Kotal likes to bite. Erron loves looking at the love bites along his chest, hips and inner thighs the morning after. It's harder for Erron to leave marks but Kotal is thrilled when he tries.

• Erron has a bit of a complex about his mask. He's used to having it on even in bed. Kotal isn't unkind about it, but he's firm about the mask coming off when things start getting serious between them. Erron takes it off himself, sometimes reluctantly, but he grows used to the intimacy. Kotal never asks to take it off for him, sensing it might be too much. He's right, but eventually Erron works up the courage to let him and it immediately becomes a thing between them. Kotal carefully, reverently unbuckles the straps like he's unveiling a treasure. The gentle adoration never fails to make Erron shiver.

• They have a few oddly reverent practices in the bedroom. Erron is into body worship and it's one of the few things he's embarrassed about since he's gotten teased about it before. Kotal isn't perturbed however. Erron has a thing for bathing Kotal. He'll sit on his lap in their tub and get to work. He takes extra care in wiping away every hint of paint and after will usually wash Kotal's hair. (Mkx ponytail please come back). Kotal enjoys it and is content to lounge while his cock slowly hardens from the teasing, sensual touches. They usually end up fucking right there in the tub, just as slow and leisurely.

• A similar activity is when Erron takes his sweet time tracing Kotal's tattoos(?). First with his fingers though his mouth is never far behind.

• Erron has a filthy mouth when he wants to. Kotal isn't shy and isn't easily embarrassed but sometimes Erron gets so into it he'll start begging to be filled up in some very explicit terms and Kotal will go a little red.

• Kotal likes to watch Erron play with himself. A lot. Toys are a fairly new concept to him and when he realizes they can make watching all the more exciting he goes all out on purchasing any that catch Erron's eye. Kotal likes to sit in a chair a few feet from there bed and quietly watch Erron fuck himself. Erron likes being watched. It always gives him goosebumps to have Kotal's eyes picking apart his every movement like that. Calm, almost distant and utterly in control until Erron's efforts are impossible to ignore.

• They've fucked on almost every inch of the throne room. If Erron doesn't get bent over the throne at least once a month something's up. Likewise, Kotal likes to sit Erron on the throne and ride him like his life depends on it.

• Erron is down for a quickie whenever. Like at all times. Kotal prefers to take his time but he can be encouraged to indulge Erron if the cowboy plays his cards right.

#mortal kombat #kotal kahn #erron black #im so sorry its long but i cant get read mores to work at all #earthrealm.txt

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