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[atomicfoxx]

Ice Daddy Ice Daddy Ice Daddy 🧊

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[heavenlyvision]

Bi-Han and a belly budge Bi-Han and a belly budge Bi-Han and a belly budge-

I have answered !! It is only minor mention of belly bulge but it is there !!! I swear :3 Bi-Han is needy and little bit mean, the horny yelled at me last night and I had to get this out of my system or I fear I might actually die,,,,, it is nothing overwhelmingly special, mostly my nonsensical horniness for my baby girl but..... ENJOY <33

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Pairing: Bi-Han x afab!reader

Wc: 1.4k

Warnings: 18+ only, smut, pwp, belly bulge, grinding, minor edging, littlest bit of sub-zero, p in v penetration, squirting, no use of pronouns or y/n, that's all !!! <3

MDNI | SMUT UNDER CUT

This is a unique position for the two of you, in that, Bi-Han does not usually give you control just because you asked very nicely but tonight he was feeling benevolent and when you asked him with pretty eyes if you could, he agreed… albeit begrudgingly.

Though you think he may be regretting his choice now, if his clenched jaw and general strained manner is anything to go by. His hands are held in tight fists by his sides, trying very hard to not touch you like you asked.

He’s being very well behaved,  considering by now he usually would’ve lost his mind and taken you how he pleased. You think his sanity may be wearing thin though, you’ve been teasing him, edging him. His back is flat to the bed, you’re on top, straddling him. You kept your panties on just to torture him, though at this point they are completely soaked.

Your clothed cunt runs along his cock, he grits out strained groans under you, his hands struggling to not grab at you, instead tangling in the sheets and pulling at them. You’ve already eased two orgasms out of yourself like this, panties completely drenched in your slick and cum, Bi-Han’s precum smeared all over the cloth, your lower halves are messy, wet.

The friction is driving Bi-Han up a wall, every time he gets close to finishing you stop and watch his cock twitch under you, his groans frustrated and his eyes angry. He’s not going to beg you, and you don’t want him to, you just want to see how much he’s willing to put up with before he loses control. He seems patient tonight, more than usual anyway.

His dick leaks onto his stomach, you move your fingers to spread it around his tip, your hand splaying on his stomach, his skin sticky. His chest stutters under your touch, his eyes fighting the urge to roll back in his head.

He growls at you, “You’re being cruel.”

“An somehow still nicer than you,” you muse, beginning to drag your pussy along his cock again.

He huffs at you, “I disagree.”

You hum back, “Mmmm, you’re free to think what you want –hah–”

Your cunt throbs for him, soft sighs fall from your lips, your hand reaches to pull your panties to the side, your folds hugging his length. The loss of the barrier between your skin has you both moaning, your grinds becoming quicker, your wetness gushes on him completely, your underwear not in the way to catch it.

Bi-Han’s hands grip your hips, he can’t help himself, his head rolled back on the pillows, lost in the feeling.

“Not –hah– meant to –ah– touch me,” you whine out to him.

“Don’t care,” he grunts back, “Keep fuckin moving.”

You want to but now you’re feeling spiteful, your hips stop, he keeps moving you but you won’t assist, the pleasure not enough for him. He groans at you, exasperated, wound up beyond belief. You smile brightly at him and shoo his hands away; he scowls at you but relents and moves his hands back.

You lean down to him and press a kiss to his lips, you pull back and he goes to chase your lips, when he realises you aren’t going to kiss him again, he gets frustrated. Noises of displeasure leaving him, he grabs the back of your neck and presses his lips to yours harshly, his tongue immediately in your mouth, his lips are domineering. He groans into this kiss; his dick jumps against you.

He parts from you to say, “I’ve had enough.”

You don’t get to say anything, he’s rolling you both over so he’s on top, already positioning his cock at your entrance. He’s forceful, slipping himself inside despite the resistance, your cunt clamps down on him tightly and he falls forward, growls leaving him, his dick twitching violently. All the edging has made him cum just from half his length slipping inside your tight, wet, heat.

“Look what you’ve fuckin done to me,” his tone is angry and strained when he talks into your ear, genuinely annoyed that you had him finishing so soon. He’s so pent up, his dick stays hard and he fucks the rest of it into you, “Got me cumming just from your pussy being wrapped round me.”

You smile at him, proud of yourself for turning him into a sensitive mess.

He grabs the side of your face, “Shouldn’t be smiling, I’m not fuckin happy,” he grunts out before kissing you deeply, taking your breath away with his lips, your mind foggy because of him.

His hips start thrusting, the heavy drag of his fat dick fucking into you is pulling whines from your chest, his mouth leaves you, and he groans at the smug smile on your face. You’re elated at the turn of events and it’s pissing Bi-Han off.

“Stop being so damn happy bout this,” he frowns at you.

“I wan –hah– see how much more sensitive I could –ah– make you,” your legs tangle behind his back, “Maybe nex time –mmph– I tie you up –hah? So, you can keep your hands –nghh– to yourself?”

His lips twitch with annoyance but his cock jumps with excitement, “In your fuckin dreams.” His hips slam into yours harder and your eyes roll back in your head, neck lulling onto the pillows. “Just got my dick in you and you already look fucked out,” he chuckles darkly.

He leans back and rests on his knees, his hands hold your hips to him, his thrusts forceful, harsh, desperate. He’s humping into you, cock barely leaving your cunt before he’s stuffing it back in. His hand presses into your stomach and pushes down, the two of you moan at it, his dick hitting parts of you that only he touches.

“Fucken, look at that,” he groans at you. Your eyes fight to stay open and he grabs your hand, placing it under his on your stomach, “Can you feel me moving inside you –fuck–”

You hum in agreement, not capable of much else right now, “Mhm.”

His cock is bulging under your skin, moving inside you, Bi-Han keeps his eyes on it, mind fucked out and cloudy. His second release so fucking close to him, his hand presses down into your stomach harder, the sensation mind numbing, your cunt clenches on him, your whines broken and borderline sobs, tears slip from your eyes.

He’s smiling to himself, ecstatic at how tight you grip him, at how close you are, especially since he knows just how hard you’re gonna cum for him. Your pussy already creaming on him, the mess you’ve both made obscene, the wet noises of him fucking into you lewd.

“Need you to finish –nghff– need to fuckin feel it,” his voice is tense, frantic, his need is overwhelming him. He’s never fucked into you so desperately before; your edging had set his skin alight.

He humps and grinds into you a few more times before you’re cumming hard on him, thighs completely drenched with your cum, Bi-Han moans deeply at how you squirt for him, his eyes delighted. The moaned sounds you make as you cum get caught in your throat, you’re choking on sobs, cheeks tear stained.

The way you grip Bi-Han has him cumming not long after, he presses his hips tight to yours and grinds his length into you, dumping all his cum inside your cunt, his hips stutter and his moans strain.

“Pretty little thing, taking all my cum so well,” he murmurs out to you, though you’re not really present right now.

He collapses down onto you, turning you both onto your sides so he doesn’t crush you under his weight. You press a small kiss to his skin, “You should let me be in control more.”

“If I’ve learnt anything from this, it’s to not let you have any kind of control again,” he grumbles.

“Admit you liked it,” you look up at him and smile.

He does not budge, “How about next time, you let me tie you up?”

“Only if I get to tie you up first,” you counter.

He scowls at you but doesn’t disagree, too tempted by the idea of tying you up.

“Deal then,” you tease, nuzzling into his chest, this is something he has some leeway for, lucky you.

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I HOPE YOU ENJOYED, THANK YOU FOR READING <33 ILY

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[restinslices]

ALRIGHT ENOUGH SWEETNESS. LIN KUEI BOYS FIRST TIME FUCKING THEIR PARTNER 🎤 (please)

Omg y’all, my brain let me write again😃

I don’t feel like looking for gifs and my storage space is in hell so I ain’t got photos. Sorry twin

Bi-Han

I know I start his parts off with “the haters will tell you” a lot 

IDC. Imma do it again 

The haters will tell you he won't care and he'll do his own speed and yadyadya. No. 

He's an asshole but be fr y'all 

I'm gonna write this as you're both experienced but it's your first time together. If that's not what you meant then lmk but until then-

You're both experienced but he's still careful 

He's the type to pick up speed fast but he's not immediately gonna be aggressive 

You're experienced but not with each other so he's gonna actively try to be slower and softer 

Very observant towards your needs and adapts quickly 

I think he’s observant in general so I think he’d easily notice how you react to certain things 

More of an action guy 

What I mean is he won’t verbally say a lot. Like you know how some people will ask “does this feel good?”? (That looks ugly as fuck-) He won’t 

He won’t because he’s paying attention to how you react and what gets the best reaction. He doesn’t need to say much 

He’s not completely silent but I don’t think he says much in general, so the first time would especially be quiet because he’s focusing 

Do I think he’s rough during sex? Yes. For the first time though? Probably not. He still feeling shit out

When it comes to making him feel good, he makes sure to let you know. He’d never be the type to lie about nutting. That’s just not him. He’s gonna make sure you do it right 

Very handsy 

He’s vocal when it comes to grunting and I think he’d go out of his way to make noise in your ear if it was something you enjoyed 

Pays attention to both your needs 

I could see him wanting to go a couple rounds before stopping 

Leaves tons of marks as a reminder of what happened 

Now that you’ve started now, don’t be surprised when he wants to do it consistently 

Kuai Liang

Mostly pays attention to what you need 

I think he’s way more verbal than Bi-Han so he’d actually verbally ask what feels good and what doesn’t 

He goes slow

Lots of emphasis on foreplay and trying to set the mood 

His lips are everywhere 

Like legit, every part of you has felt his lips or tongue 

I get it, you may think he’s very fast and intense because fire but no

Fire can also symbolize passion and Kuai Liang is a very passionate lover 

Considering it’s the first time, there’s no need to rush

The type to always be pleasing you. Even if you’re talking or making small comments, his fingers are still gonna be working on you 

When it comes to fucking he’s not doing it fast but how hard he’s going makes up for it 

Will go faster if you ask

Is also leaving marks 

Does frequent check ins to make sure everything is ok

He’s a big dude (in the sense he’s swole as fuck) so he’d probably prefer for you to be on top so he won’t crush you 

If I said he pulls on hair will I be booed or cheered?

If you’re bald then ignore that

Offers to give head. Doesn’t matter if you’re laying down or sitting on his face. He’s leaving here with smth-

The ratio when it comes to orgasming is off as fuck because he’s the type to pull out and start eating you out 

Extra points if it’s after you came 

He’s pulling out all the stops. You’re not going anywhere after this

Doesn’t particularly care how many rounds you go for

Main focus is on how many times you cum. There’s some people that try to be sweet and “I didn’t cum but if you’re tired then-“ don’t piss him off 

You’re either stopping because you’re tired or you’re shaking (or you wanting to stop but that’s not a saucy ending)

Tomas Vrbada

He’s always gonna be a sub to me, idc

He would try so hard to be big man on campus and all strong and shit, but bitch one good tug at the hair and he’s folding 

Lets you take the reigns for the first time 

Don’t think just because he likes being tossed around a lil, he ain’t gonna say how he feels. No 

You can be submissive and still assertive. That’s Tomas 

Similar to Kuai Liang in the sense that he is really focused on what you want and what feels good to you 

Already moans a lot and loud as fuck but he’s especially loud once he’s finally inside you 

He wants to go slow but life happens. The wind just kinda blows this way and next thing you know he’s fucking you like he’s saying goodbye. It’s the winds fault fr 

Is also verbal with what he wants and wants you to be too 

You’d think y’all have fucked several times with how comfortable he is when it comes to saying what he’s into. What do you mean “choke me”?

What do you mean you wanna fuck the cum outta someone or vice versa? Let’s take a breather, calm down, gather our thoughts-

Once he’s horny his brain shuts off and the whore comes out. You’d expect it’d be Bi-Han that would become this bold, but no. He’s bold all the time. Tomas gives mfs whiplash. 

Like bro we were just eating dinner 20 minutes ago

Like I said, he’s really focused on what you want since it’s your first time. You gotta leave an impression 

Is his brain cells shutting off? Yes. Will them bitches turn back on if he notices you don’t like something or you say something feels weird? Yes 

He’s attentive 

Probably came before you because he’s sensitive but he’s not the type to roll over and be like “welp, guess it’s a wrap”

He wants your brain to be as fuzzy as his and he’s determined to make that shit happen 

Idk why I changed my profile to this Fear Street aesthetic when I never write for them but here we are. I wanted to change it and this is where I landed.

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[iliektehhaxs]

NSFW Alphabet - Bi-Han Edition

Pairing: Bi-Han/Reader Authors Note: I look at this man and I can’t decide if I want him to choke me with his biceps or put him on his knees and make him call me mommy 🫠

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Bi-Han becomes extremely tender after sex, almost as if he’s a different person. When it’s just you two, bodies intertwined beneath the sheets, your head resting on his chest as you both slowly catch your breath, he can’t find it in himself to deny your beauty.

Your favorite moments are these, when the room is quiet save for the sound of the night and the rumble in his chest, when nothing matters except for you and Bi-Han. You live for these moments, revel in the way he softly strokes your hair and leaves kisses at your temple, the faintest smile gracing his normally stoic features.

The responsibility of Grandmaster is a tiring one, what you would give to be spoiled like this every day, to wake up and know that your boyfriend is waiting for you each morning, but perhaps that’s selfish to think about. For now, you can rest easy knowing that if nothing else, you can indulge in Bi-Han’s embrace now.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Bi-Han would be a liar if he said the sight of your ass in a nice pair of pants didn’t draw his attention. He sometimes thinks you do it on purpose, the way your hips sway when you walk past, enticing not only him but any man who becomes witness to your antics. It’s a point of pride to know that all they can do is watch and imagine while he is the only one in the world allowed to touch you, but it doesn’t still the jealousy within him when he knows the sight of you is enough to bring the attention of others. Perhaps he’ll teach you a lesson once he’s finished with his duties.

As for himself, it’s his hands. Hands that were trained for battle, hands that were trained to kill, he is very proud of his abilities. Recently his pride has been inflated when you mentioned you like his hands, not for their skill but for their size. Large enough to hold your close, or to press you further into the mattress.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Possibly his most favorite feeling in the world is being able to cum inside you, watch the mess that slides from between your folds and onto the bed in a messy puddle. The sight of you fucked out and delirious, his own seed staining the sheets is enough to drive him mad. More often than not it inspires him to fuck you harder.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He secretly loves that you’re feisty, that you give him a hard time and you’re quick to disagree with him. He grew up as the first born son and because of that he’s been surrounded by those who simply take his words at face value. It’s led to a very boring life, but then you steamrolled through it, stubborn thing that you are; You don’t hesitate to talk back, make it a point of interest to call him out when he’s being an asshole, and in his eyes it only makes him love you even more. He hates the idea of a partner who just listens to him like the other Lin Kuei do, so your attitude is very refreshing.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Bi-Han’s had sex before, but solely for the pleasure of it, not because of any romantic inclination. In his mind he needed to fulfill an urge, and once he had his fill the lady of his choice would leave; a purely transactional exchange. 

That being said, he is at the very least grateful for his previous encounters as they allow him to use what he’s learned on you.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying) 

It depends on his mood that night. If he’s feeling more romantic he’ll take his time with some missionary, letting every last inch of him sink into your needy cunt, his deep groans loud in your ears. Bi-Han has never been one for mindless praise, so when the only thing that leaves his mouth is pure adoration you know in your heart he means every word.

However, if you’ve been acting like a brat? He’s teaching you a lesson, a master of discipline as the Lin Kuei’s Grandmaster. Face down, ass up, back arched, and it’s going to stay that way until he’s certain you’ve learned your lesson or until your legs give out, to which he’ll drape himself over you and fuck you until it hurts to breathe.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

While he might be more relaxed when it’s just the two of you, he is definitely not making jokes during sex, it’s almost scary how serious he is about your pleasure. He doesn’t understand the need for comedy with such an intimate affair and he might even take offense.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.) 

He is extremely groomed, from his face to his pubes. He has a regular grooming schedule and it’s a common sight to see him in the bathroom with a razor in hand. 

“Bi-Han?” You call out sleepily, unaware of your husband’s whereabouts.

A hum, and a quiet “In here.” Is enough to give you an idea. Your feet slowly paddled across the floor, and in the bathroom you see him slowly going over his face with a razor.

You enjoy the moment for what it is before speaking. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you with facial hair.”

“It is easier to wear a mask without hair in the way,” he says bluntly. You agree with him, but can’t help but tease him a bit more.

“If it matters, I think you’d look good with a beard.”

His hands stop just for a second before moving again, the faintest smile on his lips. “I will keep that in mind.”

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

You wouldn’t expect it, but he is surprisingly romantic during the deed. Sex is a private occasion, unlike what happens outside your bedroom Bi-Han allows himself to be vulnerable, to let his emotions run rampant. It often results in a very intimate affair where he can finally express himself to you without any fear of judgement, where he can kiss you to his hearts content and admire your beauty up close without the weight of Grandmaster on his shoulders.

If you told anyone they’d have a hard time believing it, but Grandmaster Bi-Han is secretly a softy, at least where you’re concerned. Even if he seems standoffish in public, you know better.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Before you two were dating he would find himself dreaming of you in various compromising positions to the point that he felt angry at both himself for indulging in those thoughts, and you for occupying them.

There would always be a pang of guilt that ran through him knowing that he just touched himself to the thought of you, but he truly couldn’t help himself—you were just too much of a distraction.

After you two become a couple he’s become far more accepting of his needs, but even so he’d prefer you were there to assist him, so he can wait for a while.

The entire day has been trying, from morning to night Bi-Han hasn’t had a moments peace, not as long as you were around.

He thinks maybe you are a witch, that you’ve casted some kind of spell on him, a vile magic that makes his heart beat faster and his tongue turn to lead. Racing thoughts of you and only you.

Your words, your touch, your body—it’s enough to distract him, and nothing distracts him.

The entire day is trying, so when he falls to the bed and thinks of you again, his hands immediately falls towards his cock to rectify the issue.

He curses his weakness, his shirt sandwiched between his teeth, a feeble attempt to stifle his moans. He curses you in the same breath, you and your haunting figure. Faster and faster does his hand move against his hard cock, until his racing mind is filled with thoughts of you milking him for all he’s worth.

Before he’s awash with pleasure, trembling with satisfaction, the last thing he curses is himself for being too cowardly to admit his desire for you.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Breeding: He wants kids, he wants you to know he wants kids, and he wants you to know how good you would look with a belly full of them. Even if you’re not ready for kids or you’re taking birth control it’s not going to stop him from coming inside you, his idea of aftercare is running two fingers between your dripping cunt, stuffing you full of them and kissing your tears away.

“I know you’re sensitive dear, but it’s necessary, we need to make sure not to waste a single drop.”

Brat taming: If you’re a brat, enjoy yourself. He loves your attitude but when you push him too far he won’t hesitate to force you on your knees and remind you exactly who’s in charge in this relationship.

“It would have been easier for you to admit your need,” he groans, his heavy cock slapping against your open mouth, the taste of salt on your tongue. “But you had to make this difficult. Perhaps I’ve been too lenient with you.”

Marking: he’s more conservative about marks on himself but on you it’s free real estate. His favorite ones are the scratches you leave on his back.

You’ve fallen asleep minutes ago, but Bi-Han is still awake, stretching his back and reveling in the familiar ache that stings his skin. Your nails are sure to leave a mark, a trophy he’ll admire in the mirror when he gets dressed tomorrow.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

His bedroom mainly. You’d have to really rile him up to convince him to fuck you in public, and even then it’s a risky affair. He enjoys when you moan for him, but times like this call for stealth, something you lack when you’re being fucked.

His solution for this is gagging you. His fingers get the job done, or he’ll muffle your lips with his own.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

You pretending as if you don’t know the effect you have on him, when you brush against him in public, when you bend over just a bit too much to be innocent. The front is amusing, but what’s more amusing is how easily it crumbles apart when you’re put on your knees.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Sharing you with anyone else, you’re his and his only. He also wouldn’t draw blood on you.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Preference in receiving rather than giving, but when his thoughts get too loud and he needs a moment of peace and quiet the first place he’ll settle is between your legs.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Rough, possessive even—long, deep strokes that punch the air out of your lungs and make you see stars. He wants the world to know who you belong to, which is evident from the amount of hickeys and bruises left on your person after the fact. If you leave some on him he won’t mind, even if he is technically supposed to hide them it’s unsurprising to see the faintest little purple mark peeking out beneath his collar, a not-so-subtle reminder.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He doesn’t like them, flat out. He knows a quickie is not enough to satisfy his appetite of you, he’d sooner wait until he’s certain neither of you have any prior obligations to devour you as he sees fit.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Surprisingly open to experimentation. It’s almost like training in his mind, a game of figuring out what makes you tick, what makes you see stars and cry out for him. Needless to say he’s very proficient at this game.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?) 

God bless that Lin Kuei training; hours, although he is aware of your own limits and will gladly let you take a break should you need one. 

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

I feel like you would have to own them yourself or you would have to introduce them to him. He might take offense to the idea of having anything that isn’t him bring you pleasure but you showed him the joys of using one and now he’s more open to the idea.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Oh he’s fucking evil, for such a stoic man you would never expect it but he gets off to seeing you wanting him, needing him. There’s always a plan brewing in that head of his.

Remember when I said you introduced him to the idea of toys in the bedroom? He may or may not force you to sit on a vibrator when you’re being bratty as a form of punishment while he leaves you tied to the bed. Only when he’s certain you’ve learned your lesson will he turn it off, but by then you’re a shaky, sweaty pile of your former self. Be careful what you wish for.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Groaner, deep growls in an even deeper tone, you can feel the rumble of him in his chest like an engine. He gets so breathy when he’s close too, it’s a sight to behold.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Secretly wants to be dominated, but will never say it out loud, you’ve got to figure that out yourself. When you finally do don’t expect him to make it easy for you either, he’ll fight you on every command and order until you either tie him down or gag him (He actually enjoys the thrill of the fight, he’s kind of a brat in that way.)

“I never thought the Grandmaster would enjoy being so exposed,” you giggle, admiring how the crimson rope compliments his skin, nearly the same shade as the blush that runs from his face down to his neck.

He tugs at his restraints, once, twice, before groaning at the feeling of your hands around his cock. It’s far too slow for his taste, he needs more and you know it, his head falling back when you squeeze his shaft and watch enamored as pre-cum dribbles down your fingers.

“Damn you,” he says, groaning when you respond with another firm grip. He takes a shuddering breath, cursing your name, and then begging for more in the same breath. All bark and no bite.

“You sure look like you’re enjoying yourself,” you muse, swiping your thumb against his leaking slit. “Look at that, making a mess of yourself.”

There’s a feral edge to the smile on his face, enjoying this little game. “These bonds cannot hold me for long. You know that, don’t you?”

Your eyebrow raises at that. “Course I do. But you’re not going to leave, are you Bi-Han?”

The air is filled with tension, and with his silence you have your answer, your hand moving faster as his hips desperately try to meet your rhythm.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes) 

6.3 inches, circumsized, veiny at the base. My man is THICK, it’s heavy when you hold it in your hands and almost makes you wonder how he can walk straight, and his tip turns a pretty shade of rose when he’s aroused, reaching down to his shaft as if his cock is blushing. That thing should be registered as a weapon.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

If he could he’d have you pressed into the bed all day, but responsibilities come first. He can deceive you with how much self control he has but trust and believe he is almost always ready to go.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards) 

Not quick at all, he revels in taking his time with you and refuses to sleep until he knows you’re taken care of. It’s a rule of his to watch you and make sure you’re safe before he succumbs himself, he’ll say it’s because of his life as an assassin but in reality he just enjoys seeing your blissful state.

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[itjazzbicch]

Only Yours

Pairing: Bi-Han x Fem Reader 

Summary: With the Lin Kuei not knowing of Bi-Han and the readers' relationship, it makes things somewhat difficult when they get certain temptations around others. Only being kind to Bi-Han's brothers, the way Tomas behaves around the reader sparks some possessiveness with him...

First time writing for Bi-Han so I hope I did well! 

Warnings:  SMUT! (18+ ONLY! MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS DNI! YOU WILL BE BLOCKED!)  Slight swearing, rough sex, possessiveness, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it ppl!), slight spanking, creampie

Word Count: 1.3k 

Now that Bi Han was grandmaster, I was excited to see how great of a leader he would be, proud as I knew Bi Han in a way others didn’t.

“Your brothers will be in soon for your meeting,” I smiled at him in his chair, bringing a tray of tea for the three of them, smiling more as I addressed his title, “Grandmaster.”

He almost always had on a tough act, but that made him smirk, hand finding my hip to bring me to his side, looking up at down my dress and mumbling:

“Thank you.”

I was so crazy about him; just that hand on me made me wish we had more time before this meeting.

“Of course,” I smiled at him, mindlessly going to kiss him but halting at the sound of Kuai Liang’s voice:

“We have returned, brother.”

We both quickly fixed our postures. Unfortunately, it was now my time to leave. I always treated his brothers with kindness:

“I’ll see myself out. Kuai, Tomas. Always a pleasure to see you.”

“Always,” Kuai bowed his head along with Tomas at the same time as I did, waving with a smile as I left:

“Enjoy the tea.”

I was going to clean the kettle I used and the kitchen, but all I could think about was Bi Han. It was undeniable that I was madly in love with him.

Some time had passed since their meeting, going back to their room to check on them, just in time as I heard Tomas saying to Bi Han:

“We have plenty of time to help Lord Lui Kang, brother.”

“Seems like a rather easy task,” Kuai added, Bi Han finishing with:

“Obviously. I’ll inform you when we’re moving out.”

“Yes, brother,” Tomas nodded; I decided to knock softly. Bi Han answered me:

“Come in.”

I came in with a smile, bowing my head to them as I approached the table, “Only coming for the cups.”

“The tea was wonderful, Y/N,” Tomas smiled as I leaned over the table next to him, gathering their cups and the honey I left with the tea, “I’m convinced there’s nothing that you can’t make marvelously.”

“Why thank you, Tomas,” I smiled back, in the corner of my eye noticing how Bi Han was staring at me, a stern look on his face.

It made me wonder, so, standing with the tray and going to leave with no words, Kuai and Tomas were leaving with me.

“Allow me,” Tomas was a gentleman, holding the door for me, guiding me out, and I answered simply:

“Thank you again.”

Going and washing their cups, that look Bi Han gave me was concerning. It was like he was mad at me, and he, indeed wasn’t the type to be tested.

I couldn’t think of anything I did or said that’d upset him, drying my hands and wandering back to my room while lost in thought, so out of it that I was startled whenever I felt an arm around my hip.

“Bi Han,” Realizing it was him, I settled with a deep breath, “You startled me.”

“Don’t you know my touch by now?” He looked down at me, that stern look in his eyes.

“Sorry, I was just thinking is all,” I sighed, turning in his arm to face him, “Is everything okay? I can tell something’s a matter.”

No words; he fixed me in a position to walk with him. I followed, lost in thought again while trying to figure out his thought process, but learning when we walked into his bedroom, being whipped around and smushed against the door by his chest.

“Do you think showing yourself off around my brothers is fun?” He stared at me, quickly shaking my head and retracing my steps.

It clicked in my head whenever I was leaning over the table next to Tomas, my fingertips tracing the fold of my dress, realizing that it was relatively short.

“Bi Han, I promise you, that was not my intention. I was only serving you tea,” I explained, hoping my words would take away his attitude, feeling the coldness in his voice:

“I don’t like the way he looks at you.”

“Dear,” I sighed but softly smiled, going to hold his face, “There is only one man who has my heart, and that is you.”

“Only me,” He growled, lips smacking into mine with an intense possessiveness.

For a literally cold man, his kissing had me melting, obediently following him to his bed, his hands gripping at my dress, playfully warning:

“Bi Han, be gentle. I like this dress.”

“I could easily rip this in two,” He huffed, having the zipper down, making it fall, and just about ripping my panties in two.

The chills I got from it made me gasp, barely able to process how quickly he turned me around, bending me over the bed, seeing his shirt land in front of me, then whining at the tight stretch between my legs.

I didn’t even realize how worked up I was just from his kisses, already gripping the bed as he started with a slow thrust, trying to inch in deep, but it felt like so much, a shake in my thighs as moisture grew.

“Look at you, practically cuming just from the tip,” Placing a hand on my ass and squeezing hard, I couldn’t deny his claim, trying to back myself onto his cock slowly.

“It’s not my fault that you’re-“ My soft tone instantly turned into a sharp, sensual moan as I was backed onto him; he bucked his hips and stuffed his cock into me, feeling the impact in the pit of my stomach:

“Sooo much!”

“You’ve taken me before,” He snickered, spanking an intense sting on my ass, rubbing then sliding to my hips to take hold, the other hand running down my stomach so his finger could tease my clit, thrusting faster with a growl, “You can take some roughness, can’t you?”

I could and wanted to, but my being filled with so much pleasure so quickly that my brain felt it was short-circuiting, instead of answering him, I started moaning out:

“Oh my g-ngh! Bi Han! Aah!”

Pressing my face into the bed, I could barely muffle my moans that were practically screams, back snapping at the pounds in my stomach again, hearing him groan at the tight friction my pulsating walls had around his cock, slicking down to his thighs as my orgasm came with no hesitation.

“Damn,” I gasped when I picked up my head, focusing on breathing till I felt him pick up my hips, fixing my whole body on the bed.

His weight made me fall flat, his cock still buried in me, an arm around my neck like a headlock, going back to vigorously, smacking his hips against my ass.

“Tell me,” He whispered in my ear, getting his hand back on my clit, “Who’s is this?”

“Yours, Bi Han!” I cried out without a second thought, my heart pounding against my chest as I was close yet again.

“Mhm,” He hummed, turning my head to kiss me, smirking at how my kisses back turned sloppy from moaning, my body acting on its own and taking his hand to hold, slamming it into the bed:

“I’m right there, Bi Han! Right there!”

Squeezing my hand hard, I could barely hear him say, I know, groaning and mumbling under his breath at my walls, squeezing, moisture gushing around him.

“Shii-“ He huffed into my ear, my eyes rolling at the overwhelming bliss I was feeling just to be nearly doubled when I felt something warm coating my walls.

“My goodness,” I moaned, softly whining at him pulling back then pushing back into me, resting against me to smirk:

“That feels good, doesn’t it?”

Looking at him in the corner of my eye, I noticed how he eased down, not so angry anymore, and so, flashing the smile of mine that’d always make his cheeks red, kissing his cheek, “You don’t even have a clue.” 

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[selfishdoll]

❛I MISSED YOU...❜

Can you focus on me? | Baby, can you focus on me? ⁺ 𓂋 𓈒 ♡ FOCUS

ཐིཋྀ ⊹ 𓈒 SUMMARY.

sometimes, even the grandmaster is tired and wants nothing more than to be with the woman he loves.

ཐིཋྀ ⊹ 𓈒 CONTENT WARNINGS.

ooc bi-han, wife!reader, bi-han is tired but never too tired for you, soft dom!bi-han, praise, pet names (my love, darling, sweet girl, etc). breeding kink, mentions of being stressed, multiple orgasms, etc..

ཐིཋྀ ⊹ 𓈒 NOTE.

bi-han is always written as a hard/mean dom in bed & while i love that, i feel like he’d be gentle and sweet when he wants to be. unedited, please excuse typos & grammar mistakes.

Being the Grandmaster of the Lin Kuei meant many things. Bi-Han surrendered himself to his duties, ignoring all other distractions to assure his clan remained strong, upholding the title for a proper leader. What others saw as cruel was simply his way of surviving amongst opposing forces. He dedicated time to the skin Kuei, even if it meant spending days away from you.

The day you two married, Bi-Han warned you his focus couldn’t be on you everyday— that his duties as Grandmaster came first. He spoke as if you would become a nuisance, a needy brat that begged for his attention. When realistically, it was the opposite.

When the man found moments to himself his mind would drift to you, pondering on what you were doing; were you smiling? Eating? Sleeping? There were times he nearly ordered someone to snatch you away from whatever you were doing to have you by his side. Bi-Han simply missed you that much. Your touch, scent, skin— he spent agonizing hours away from you, dampening his mood by each passing one.

The Lin Kuei knew when to avoid angering him during this time.

Today was just like the others; saddled with work and attending his duties. But Bi-Han was tired, frustrated he couldn’t see you wake up and fall asleep. Annoyed your hands were gliding across his skin, soothing his worries. He wanted, needed to see you.

So the man dragged his tired body to your shared bedroom, hands clenched at his sides as he refused to let anything step in his way. Bi-Han was sure a single interruption would cause him to break.

The man gripped the bedroom door, opening it, entering, and shutting it behind him. His eyes cased over your sleeping form; body curled up on his side of the bed, a blanket tossed lazily over your naked form, head pressed against his pillows with your pretty curly braids sprawled across the silk sheets. Bi-Han clearly remembers demanding them for you the moment you asked. From your sight alone he felt his body relax, walking over to the bed and sitting infront of you. Taking one more glance at your curled up body, the man leaned down to slowly push off his shoes— warming the moment he felt your arms wrap around his body, face pressed into his neck.

“My love..”

“I apologize for waking you.” Bi-Han spoke, finishing removing his shoes and rising from his hunched position. His hands gently traced your arms, eyes closing with a soft hum.

You shook your head, pulling yourself closer to him, chest flush against his back. “Don’t apologize.” You murmured, releasing him the moment he began to turn around. Silently, the two of you move closer, lips pressing together; slowly drinking the other in.

Words were no longer needed, your mannerisms speaking enough.

The lip locking continued, Bi-Han leading you to lay on your back, resuming the kiss the moment you touched the sheets. He sighed through his nose, pressing his forearm above your head as he deepened the kiss; tongue pushing into your warm, wet mouth to claim as his own. Licking into you, other hand rising to gently cup your cheek, thumb brushing across your heated skin.

Moments of passion passed before he pulled away from your, warming the moment your soft hands came to cradle his face. Your foreheads pressed together, breath fanning across the other’s face and resting their silent, simply enjoying each other’s presence. Shortly after the man leaned down once again, kissing you deeply— a newfound heat consuming the affection. His hand traced down your form, ghosting your plush skin; feeling the way your stomach clenches when his hands so much as drags across your mound.

“I missed you, dearly.” The man admitted against you, hand rising to your hip, fingers sinking into your flesh from his tightly he was gripping. As if you would suddenly drift away from him. His grip was met with a lock of your arms around his neck, bringing your bare hips up to his own covered ones. “I missed you.” You whispered back, hands coming to curl in his hair, the grip tightening the moment he pressed against you.

Bi-Han was used to teasing you during times like this, withholding what you wanted until you used your words. But he was far too pent up, to do such a thing tonight. He needed you desperately and his own antics wouldn’t stand in the way of that. So before you could even open your mouth in pleas, he was removing his clothes; tossing them off to the side in a small pile.

He rested on his hunches, grabbing the underside of your thighs, spreading you for him. He nearly groaned at the beautiful sight, your pretty slit glistening with your essence, clit begging for his attention. All the two of you did was kiss and yet, you were this wet.. something Bi-Han will always wear with pride.

“Seems I don’t have to prep you..” The man dragged in a teasing tone, grabbing his length and pushing the cockhead against your entrance. Slowly he pushed in, your warmth engulfing him, causing a shudder to run down his body. It’s been quite sometime since he’s felt you, been inside you— and he could never shake the amazing fall of your around him. Sucking him in, clenching as if refusing to let go.

A soft whine escaped you as he continued to enter, pulling him closer by the hair, ruining his bun. “I.. I did say I missed you, Bi-Han.” You breathed as his hips stilled the moment he was fully inside, warmth spreading across your body as you relaxed around him.

The man leaned down, a hand releasing a thigh to cradle your face as his lips ghosted your skin. “I know, darling. I know.” He spoke softly, pulling his hips back until only the tip was inside, before thrusting back infront of you. Bi-Han watched the way your pretty, bruised lips fell apart, eyes threatening to close as your eyebrows furrowed together. Your breaths were steady, for now, fanning across his face.

It didn’t take long for the man to pick up pace with each thrust, rising to grip your waist, holding you perfectly in place for him. Driving you into the bed with each movement, hearing the way your moans grew and grew, walls clenching and time he dragged in and out of you.

During times like this, Bi-Han wished to drop a few responsibilities as Grandmaster.

His hand lowered, pressing against the small of your back and raising you, driving into you at a different angle that caused tears to well in your eyes. You were so sensitive both from such a long period time without sex and because you had only woken up a few moments ago.

“Mm—! Bi-Han!”

“Mhm..” Your husband hummed along to your sweet moans, leaning over your body. “I feel terrible.. leaving my sweet little wife so pent up like this.” The man spoke, using his body to push your legs up high, thighs brushing your chest. He watched in enjoyment at the way you came undone from the new position, walls spasming and clenching around him— nearly making it impossible to move. Bi-Han breathed, leaning his head down to kiss your damp face. “That’s it.. I’ll repay for every single minute I was away from you, sweet girl.”

Promise hugged his words, releasing a hip to reach between the two of you; using two fingers to circle your wet, swollen bud. He followed you when you jumped, whining about the sensitivity while attempting to run from his deep thrusts. But he didn’t let you, hooking you close and refusing to release you. You were completely at his mercy, mind lost to pleasure as he rocked in and out of you all while his thick, rough fingers rubbed against your bundle of nerves.

You missed him, missed this. How he so easily ruined you, washing unnecessary thoughts from your mind and replacing them with him. And only him. Your fingers raked his scalp, leaning up to catch his lips in a deep kiss; one he eagerly returned.

Soon enough you that familiar feeling invaded your stomach, causing your legs to shake and your pussy to clench. You pulled back with a loud moan, head pressed against your pillow as your eyes rolled to the back of your skull.

“Oh..losing yourself, are you?” Bi-Han spoke slyly, messily quickening the pace of his fingers, ignoring your hand coming to wrap around his wrist. He felt your walls clench and clench, your stomach caving in as your thighs shook— cumming all over him and the bed, release dripping down your ass. “Look at that.. such a mess you made for me, my love.”

Despite this, his hips never stopped, continuing to fuck you even as soft cries of too much! escaped your raw throat. Bi-Han only smiled, leaning down to kiss your hot skin, declaring just one more and you can take it.

The man’s thrusts continued, becoming uncoordinated and sloppier by the second, tip pushing against your cervix with, pleasure washing the pain away quickly. He bit his lip, silence his deep groan as he spilled into you— head going slack the moment you came again, milking him completely.

Heavy pants surrounded the room, your legs sliding from his shoulders to lay on other side of him, still shaking from the aftershocks. You breathed heavily as he moved his hips experimentally, assuring every single drop got inside of you.

“You’re going to break me.” You spoke softly, hearing him release a breath of amusement. He leaned down, hand tracing the side of your face and leaning to curl into your hair.

“Maybe.. but not tonight.”

You smiled at this, wrapping your arms tight around him and bringing him even closer as if trying to meld your bodies together. “I missed you, Grandmaster.” You ignored the way his cock twitched inside you from your words, feeling his hand drag across your skin, breathing you in with a pleased sigh.

“I missed you, my beautiful wife.”

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[hunterwritings]

𝐌𝐀𝐃 𝐀𝐓 𝐌𝐄 | 𝐁𝐈-𝐇𝐀𝐍

summary: "Tbh after Johnny I thought I could ask bi-han angry sex?, like the sub reader with their hands tied behind their back, while bi-han do his job, and maybe in the end he cuddle reader, making sure his beloved is fine" | requested here warnings: 18+, smut, angry/make-up sex, rough sex, choking, fingering finger sucking, power struggle, temperature play, ice play (kinda?) notes: need him carnally

"You are insufferable."

His words cut you like a blade. You scoffed and shook your head before turning away from him. "And you are unbelievable!" You spit as you raise a finger against his chest. You turned and began to walk away from him before he grabbed a hold of your wrist and pulled you back to face him.

"You speak to your Grandmaster with such disrespect." Bi-han snarls as he holds tightly on your arm. "Oh? So now you are my Grandmaster?" You remark with wit. "After the various times you have reminded me that I am no Lin Kuei warrior, now you want me to refer to you as 'Grandmaster'?" His eyes squint with anger boiling in his veins.

All of this could have been avoided, it really could have. But Bi-han had overstepped, treated you as if you were just another Lin Kuei member and not his dashing partner, his betrothed. You weren't going to back down that easy, you knew Bi-han had a sense of ego when it came to how he ordered around people but you'd be damned if he'd say something like that to you. Today you could tell that Bi-han was annoyed and was clearly taking it out on you, to which you stood your ground.

"I am your wife, not just a pawn for you to order around!" You snap, pulling your hand away from his grip. "And if you wish to keep me, you will understand that." You add. His eyes scanned over your face, as if he was contemplating his next move. Although he would never admit it, he loved this side of you. The side of you that stood your ground and wouldn't take his shit just because of his title. Bi-han is draw to confidence just as much as he is drawn to obedience.

He rose a hand to press on your chest before pressing you against the wall, harsh but not enough to hurt you. A gasp left your lips, a bit shocked at his response. Before he could get a word out, you quickly push his arm off your chest and swoop down to sweep his legs out from the ground, causing him to fall onto his back. While he was still dazed, you rushed to sit atop of him and reach for his hands to try and pin him down; you knew it was pointless due to how much stronger he was than you, but you weren't going to submit to his rude behavior and you wanted to make it clear. Before you were able to pin his hand to the ground, he quickly grabbed a hold of your waist and turned you over so that you were pinned beneath him. He was quick to pin you wrists down to the cold, wooden floor. A frustrated groan left your lips as you dropped your head back onto the floor, your chest heaving up and down.

"Do you truly wish to fight me?' He asks, almost with a cocky tone in his voice.

A guttural growl sounded from your throat as you looked up at him. He was basking in this sight, knowing that you wished so hard to overpower him even though you knew you physically couldn't.

"I deserve an apology." You firmly stated. A chuckle came from his lips before he leaned down until he was just an inch from your face.

"You're so self-righteous." He says before roughly pressing his lips to yours, feeling an angry groan vibrate against his lips. Even with how angry you were, you still moved your lips against his; how could you not? Before he pulled away, you bit the bottom of his lip, pulling the flesh back before letting go, seeing a mischievous smile on his face.

Without a second to think, he rapidly moved his hands from your wrists to your waist, picking you up with ease before slamming you into the wall. He held his cold hands tightly on your thighs as your back pressed against the wall.

"You expect me to forgive you if you fuck me hard enough? How easy do you think I am?" You snap as you reach one of your hands up to tightly wrap around his neck, the other tightly gripping at his exposed bicep, digging your nails into his skin deep enough to draw blood.

"I guess we will find out, won't we?" He smiled with arrogance before crashing his lips into yours again as he feels the grip around his neck tighten.

He held you up with one arm as his other reached under your legs and pressed up against your clothed folds. A small moan fell from your lips, trying to suppress it with biting your bottom lip. His ego inflated at the sound of you, knowing that you tried so hard to defy him but still came undone at the slightest of his touch.

He pulled you away from the wall and dropped you onto the bed. He crawled on top of you as you laid your head against the pillow, leaning down to press his lips onto yours. As he opened his mouth eagerly to capture your lips, you reached up your hand to shove your middle and ring finger into his mouth. To your surprise, he roughly sucked on your fingers as you pushed them further down his mouth. You removed your fingers from his mouth and brought them to your mouth, leaving a string of saliva falling from your mouths.

"You are trying so hard to be defiant." He wraps his cold hand around your neck.

You chuckle as you reach your hand up to wrap around his own neck, a feeble attempt to gain power. "So stubborn." He chuckles before finally pressing his lips against yours.

His hands roam your body, pulling off your clothes one by one, not daring to remove his lips from yours. His ice cold fingers make their way to your folds, now exposed. He inserted one of his fingers into your pussy, causing a groan to hum against his lips. He quickly pumped his fingers into you, pressing his thumb up against your clit. Your legs instinctively squeeze around his figure as he continues his pace, curling his fingers into you. You threw your head back onto the pillow as you rose your hands to grip at the wooden headboard above you. As you reach your hands up, Bi-han takes his free hand to grab a hold of both of your wrists and hold them tightly in on of his hands. As he holds onto your wrists, he presses tightly against the headboard and suddenly, you feel cold ice surrounding your wrists. You look up to see that Bi-han had frozen your hands above your head, rendering you incapacitated.

You groan before looking up at him, a smug grin plastering his face. "You need to cool off." He smirks as he removes his pants. "Oh my god, I'm going to kill you." You shake your head, wincing slightly at the cold on your hands. "You couldn't if you tried." He added.

Without warning, he positions himself between your wet pussy and slams fully into you. A loud moan erupted from your mouth as your head fell back. He moved harshly at a face pace in and out of you, gripping the area of the headboard around your frozen hands. You felt tears forming in your eyes, a mix from the roughness of Bi-han slamming into you and the cold sensation of ice from above you. "Fuck-" You cursed.

He grabbed a hold of your chin and forced you to look at him as he shoved his cock further into you. His other hand held tightly on your hips as the sounds of wet skin slapping against each other filled the room. Your back arched off the fabric of the bed as you squeezed around him tightly, feeling his cock hit your cervix. Bi-han groaned as he felt your walls tighten around him, one of his hands reaching up to tightly grip the headboard around your hands. "Where was all that talk before, huh?" He teased, continuing his fast pace between your hips. "Ugh... fuck you." You breathe out with a moan, feeling cold water drip from around your wrists down your arms and onto your collarbone. "It should be a privilege to have my cock buried in you ―shit." You could feel his hips begin to falter as he could feel his climax coming. "You ― ah!, would be alone with your hands... without me." You tried so hard to keep the last word, it made Bi-han almost laugh.

"Gods, I love you." He whispered before leaning down and pressing his lips to yours, much softer this time. Ironically, he sped up his hips, creating loud moans from your lips as you clenched tightly around him, cumming hard on his cock. As you squeezed him, he moaned loudly before burying his head in your neck, gripping at your hips tightly. He shakily hit his hips against yours a few more times before spilling his seed deep within you, clawing at your sides as he heaved.

The two of you stayed in this position for a moment, heavy breaths exchanged as he pressed his sweaty forehead against the crook of your neck. He reached a hand up to hold your cheek softly as move slightly to press his forehead against yours, feeling beads of sweat on his fingertips. He leans up to press a kiss to your forehead before sitting up to focus on the ice around your wrists. He holds on the block of ice and gives it a swift hit, breaking the ice into various pieces and releasing your hands. A small exhale of relief leaves you as the cold dissipates from your skin. His hands wrap around yours softly, rubbing your reddened skin as he looks down at you with soft eyes. "Are you alright?' He genuinely asks as you nod in response.

"You are right." He breathes out, taking you aback. "You are so much more than a mediocre warrior." He admits as he holds your face tightly. You chuckled slightly as you raise your head from the pillow. "That is what I like to hear." You smile as you lean up and kiss him. He exhales as he wraps his large arms around you tightly, pulling you even closer to him. His hands gripped around your back as he rubbed in circles. "You are so much more than anything I deserve." He compliments. "You know your worth, know how you deserve respect and nothing less, it makes me proud to be with you." He explains as you smile up at him as you caressed the side of his face. "I don't wish to lose you." He whispers softly. "You will not lose me as long as you treat me as your equal." You peck him on his lips as he nods.

"Let me bathe you, clean you up." He offers. "Only if you will join me." You smirk as he chuckles before swiftly picking you up in his arms and carrying you to the bathroom.

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[vinaxxo]

17+ | Let that hair down, Grandmaster 🩵!

A/N: It’s been a while since I’ve written something fr, but i need to contribute my love to my MK baes like the rest of yall. My top MK baes being Tomas and Bi han. Love my babies to def.

What happens when Bi han’s hair falls from THE bun?

CONTENT: smut, fem reader, (bihan is a warning itself), degradation, slight fluff near the end because i adore him and the mood wasn’t rough anymore

Long after Bi han’s lin kuei duties have been fulfilled, he took it upon himself to relax… inside of you.

“Bi han, slow down—!” You cried, barely getting used to the thickness that filled your core. He only scoffed, snapping back at you with his chilly attitude.

“Take it,” he grunted, pausing his thrusts very briefly to hook your shaky legs over his massive thighs. His words made you whimper, and soon enough moans started to spill from your pretty lips as Bi han pounded into your cunt once more, the sheer force making your body jump against his. “Take it like the whore you are.”

His face melted in relief as his aching dick was squeezed by your warm, slick pussy after a hard day’s work. Before you lose any more focus, your eyes warm from fresh tears of pleasure, your hands latch onto Bi han’s back, your nails leaving trails of blood red down it— making him jerk his head forward with a curse (causing his hair tie to loosen). You know he savors the pain, and it’s only fair since your pussy’s getting abused by his huge dick every other day.

Enchantingly, right as Bi han drives a cool hand up your throat, his bun falls, causing his silken black hair to messily pool right over his shoulders.

You’re mesmerized by this sight, reaching a hand up to touch his hair— and Bi han is too late to push you away. He momentarily slows his feverish pace, opting for something more sensual as his intense gaze falls over yours.

“I could get used to this view…” you said softly, subconsciously pulling his handsome face closer to yours.

Bi han broke a small, rare grin, pearly whites making you swoon before his lips crashed into yours. Truly a Bi han fashion. As his dick grinded up your guts, the lewd sounds made your ears burn up and your cunt flutter around him. Bi han’s kisses turn hungrier as his locks brush against your cheeks, chilled tongue melting against your warm one.

“You’re lucky.” He comments, pulling back slightly, his voice charmingly gruff. “… Lucky that I allow you to be this close to me.”

His deep brown eyes look into yours, inches away, and you swear you fall harder for your Grandmaster. Even when he said so little, it meant so much coming from him. You tucked some of Bi han’s fallen hair behind his ear, his left cheekbone and small moles visible once more.

“I’ll always be yours, Grandmaster.” You fawn, unable to keep your hands off of Bi han as they wander to his chest. He (his dick) takes a liking to your words, as he almost tenderly holds your jaw.

“And you will always be mine, (reader).”

…

After that night, Bi han got used to having his hair down more often— in only the private downtime with you. You never fail to run your fingers through those royal strands, and he quietly permits you to massage his scalp after a long day, his big arms crossed over his torso.

He would never admit to it, but you’re the only thing keeping him grounded in this world. You’re stuck with him for life, whether you know it or not.

© vinaxxo 2024. Do not use my works for ai, or reposting to different platforms.

Dividers by: @rookthornesartistry

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[2cutie]

blurbs,headcannons bc i cant write one thing at once

Mortal Kombat men x gn!reader(ft. Bi-Han, Johnny Cage, Shang Tsung

If you have requests/etc, shoot them at me!! And if you want me to finish/write something full with these prompts, lemme know &lt;333 These are just short prompts I've had in my mind

BI-HAN

Bi-Han's eyes narrowed when you laughed, his grip on the wound tightening more. He was not amused. He knew you were attempting to hide the pain, and he didn't appreciate the attempts.

His lips curled back into a tight frown, and he nodded his head briefly at your command. With that warning, he pressed down on the wound, applying pressure. The press was not gentle, and he was expecting your cry of pain. Yet the grip around your injury did not falter.

Instead of a yelp or whine, you suprised him with a stream of the most vulgar profanities and insults. His lips almost curled into a proud grin until your leg thrusted against him insctively to kick him back - off your wound - but he did not waver. More so, his pressure got firmer, cold hands gripped into the skin of your hip tighter.

The anger and profanity you spewed sent Bi-Han into a wave of amusement - though he quickly suppressed it. When your words died off and a moment's time passed, his cool grip loosened and he pulled his hands away. He took a step back to give you room, watching closely as you hunched over. Your anger was amusing to watch, though it was a sight he enjoyed in private.

"Watch your tongue." Bi-Han barked out in a commanding tone.

SHANG TSUNG

A/N: og idea is Reader is a shape-shifter (so original woahhh) and first introduced to Shang Tsung when he was a beggar. They approach him in a feline form on the rainy night he sits outside his wagon. OR ya can just be a cat

You watch him from a distance as he sits solemn, unmoving. You were unsure if he was even alive as the rain pooled over his face, dripped off his features, down his nose. But then he blinked, slow and almost lifeless. You approached.

He hadn't noticed you until he felt a wet paw bat his knee. "What?" His voice sounded a little off, as if he was just awakening from a nap.

You mewled, flicking your tail as if asking him to share his thoughts. But his expression only darkened.

"Go. GO." Then, the man was moving. He stood up and picked you up by the scruff of your neck, setting you back 10 feet away from where he was. He sheltered you under a tree but said nothing more when he placed you down and turned back to return to his step.

You don't know what drew you back, but it did. You approached again and instead nuzzled his knee.

The beggar was a bit confused by your display of affection. His expression softened, though he tried to evade it. "What do you want? I don't have any food." His voice was softer, a bit broken.

You didn't like hearing it like that. He was handsome. His voice should sound happier. You pleaded with your eyes, trying to soothe him. You mewled ever so gently.

Shang's heart…melted. You saw it cross over his face and how he tried to hide it. How he had to resist that smile in the corner of his mouth. So you purred and paw him again.

He didn't resist any longer. The smile finally stayed on his bruised and dirty face. He didn't even see to notice just when he began petting you. Damn you.

You chirped happily and licked his palm when he gave in. His hands were soft, kind. He had even picked you up and held in his lap. He didn't care you were dirty, he was no better. It was as if your purrs and sounds were taking away his anguish, the ache in his bones.

This was a new feeling to him. This warm, inviting feeling that blossomed in his chest. Happiness? Pure, unrestrictive delight? It was new. He didn't know what to think of it. The smile on his face couldn't escape him.

You stood on him then and jumped up to his shoulders. The briefest amused chuckle left his lips and you felt pride bubble in your little furry chest. You mewled, but the inside of his wagon suddenly had your attention. A soft, warm light emitted inside and trinkets laid inside. It was dry, warmer than it was inside. You were curious.

The beggar noticed your distraction. He followed your gaze. He stood then and you jumped off him as he creaked the door open further. "Come on then, you can go in. But be careful, some things are fragile."

Your ears perked up curiously. As you walked inside, you cradled your tail around him gently in thanks. Your footsteps were light and gentle as he allowed you inside, and your gaze flitered around. There were bottles of all sizes, sheets and papers atop every open counter. It was messy yet clean, a calculated mess he had in a specific order. You sat on the floor and curled your tail around you as he followed you in, closing the door. The room was already warmer.

"Hmm…What should I call you?"

Your head looked back to him in interest. You tilted your head curiously, and mewled.

He tilted his head back to you. "Do you want a name?" Your meows to him seemed like an approval. After a few seconds of thought, he finally made a decision. After all that had happened, after so many years of pain and loneliness, it only seemed fitting… "Hope."

You liked it. You didn't care that it wasn't quite your name or not. You perked up, tail flicking happily as if approving.

His smile was big, he seemed genuinely delighted that you seemed to understand his name proposal. "You like the name, yes? And you like me, don't you?" He seemed to be compelling the though that something, especially something that was so innocent, could love him. You purred and gave the best expression akin to a smile you could to him.

And now you've done it. You've touched his cold, scheming heart. He was devoted to such a simple creature now, wanted to give it a life he could only dream of. He would make it his goal. He seemed to finally have a purpose.

A/N: Next blurb is Shang meeting ^Hope^ again after becoming the sorcerer.

There was a mindless cat wondering through the destroyed architect in f the tomb of the Dragon Army. It was rather irking to Shang Tsung. He sensed the animal would only bring trouble, do something that would only be derailing to his plans. It also very much irked him that it somehow did not yet notice him despite being in the same room as the sorcerer.

The cat, a stray it seemed, brought back bitter memories. Though he no longer lived in the backwater slums he had been raised in, it wasn't that long ago that he had walked the same streets the cat is. There were many strays who lived there, eating the scraps that the people threw away. The sight of this feline only cemented his belief that his homeland was a horrible place. He hated the very thought of it.

He looked upon the animal with annoyance and disgust. Then his eyes narrowed as he saw that it had yet to notice him. He didn't have much use for this feline but it would still pay to make his presence known. He cleared his throat loudly.

The cat's eyes finally looked to him, big and bright. He felt a sense of satisfaction as the cat looked up to him - only for it to crusade down when the cat completely ignored him and continued, sniffing along.

The sorcerer's lips curled. Well. Who knew a feral animal could offend the greatest damn sorcerer of all time.

He took long strides to go after it. He deserved respect and attention, afterall. He managed to corner it, though the cat seemed indifferent to his movements. He lifted his foot, as if to kick it.

The cat finally looked up to him and mewled, soft and precious. It nuzzled his other leg affectionalitely, its tail curling around him. This cat was apparently dumb.

Shang was not expecting any animal of this town to be quite this tame. This cat was behaving in an incredibly stupid manner. But as much as he was ready to step on it, he stopped himself. He bent down for a closer look at this idiot of an animal. Somehow, it was different than the strays of the slums.

The cat only mewled happily when he bent down to its height and rubbed its small head against his knees. Shang kept his face stern but didn't move away from the filthy thing. No, because as he looked closer, as he observed the markings and colour…

He noticed the cat resembled exactly how his old cat used to look. The one that was there through his roughest days. The cat that brought him… Hope.

A strange feeling welled up in him, a feeling of warmth, an emotion he thought long dead. He couldn't help but smile once he made the connection. Hope… yes, it felt very good to see you here again. He remembered you now. He called out gently.

You instantly jumped up on his knee and nuzzled into his palm, meowing loudly in response. You confirmed it was indeed you.

A smile crept onto Shang's face. He never knew that he would be reunited with his beloved cat once more. He was filled with the odd sense of delight that he hadn't felt for a long time. It was almost overwhelming to have Hope back by his side once more, when so much had changed and he had grown. You were like an old, dear friend to him. In fact, he was beginning to wonder how long it had been since he last saw her. This familiar animal, one who had comforted him so many times over. He brought you into his arms.

He held you closely as you knocked your little head onto his chin and closed your eyes comfortably. You even gave him a small lick of affection. He savored the feeling of his fingers coursing through your fur, the simple comfort of it making him sigh. It was as if he was young once again.

As he walked back into the sunlight, a shine in his hair caught your attention. The sun gleamed off his hairclip and caught your eye. That was new. Curiously, you reached up a furry paw to tap at it as it sat atop his head.

The sorcerer chuckled as you pawed at his ornament. Yes, his new life brought great fortune to him, the ability to have simple lavish things. He was delighted you even seemed to notice such a small change in him and was prideful. He moved you further up in his hold so you could examine it more closely. ”Oh, Hope. I can tell you're quite the lucky cat. Now you will no longer need to eat the dirty scraps that people threw out. You will never need to feel hungry ever again. I will feed you the most delectable food, lavish you with every fine luxury that we only ever dreamed for. You won't need to worry about getting hit by people in this place." He gave you a scratch behind your ear, the spot you had always favored. "This has been the perfect turn of events for you as well as me.*

A/N: now 18+blurb bc submissive men make me go burr

Shang grunted as your teeth bit into his neck. His eyes rolled back as you sucked, then your teeth nibbled his skin. His body shook for a moment as he felt himself losing the battle against you, and he felt his legs start to push you downwards. He wanted and needed to be one with you, needed you to take him or else he was bound to lose control. "I'm all yours," he promised in such a sweet, silky voice. His tone and words were velvet, a decadent promise as his words melted against your ear. "Take all of me."

JOHNNY CAGE

a/n: angsty blurb. but would have good ending angst. I just like to feel my heart bleed sometime.

Ah, Johnny, Johnny.

Yes, Mr. Moviestar Johnathan Cage. Mr. Center of Attention, I Need All Attention On Me…. That was, until he was home, apparently. Until it was just you and him, and suddenly, he was distant. Quiet. Uninterested. Always on his phone. It was such a fulfilling feeling for you(ouchie). Most of the times, it was easy enough to ignore. It allowed you to do your own kind of things, sometimes things were better when his blabber mouth wasn't going ninety miles a minutes with you trying to focus on one thing. But lately, that's just.. how it has been. Like your not even second or third best. Like you're the last thought of things you seemed to care about or take time for.

It was extremely detrimental to know you once called his arms your home but that home seemed no longer comforting. You wondered if it was something you've done or if it was always there and just making itself more known. Would it kill him to give some validation your way? Apparently it would. Because you are literally holding a gun up to the back of his head in the doorway of a separate room. You rolled your eyes and put the gun back on the table.

You, of course, never would do that. But you would think training with Liu Kang would let him realize such level of danger.

So he wouldn't even notice you if you held a gun to his head. That's great.

=======

"Oh, you got something for me, huh?" The tone of his voice was teasing, his eyes looking at you with such adornment that it made your heart ache. "What is it? And you bet your fine ass I got something for you too."

"Yeah, I-" You paused. Your face scrunched for a moment when his words caught up to you. "You got me something? Why?" It wasn't necessarily that you weren't used to receiving gifts from Johnny, you just weren't expecting to hear that.

"You're asking why? Isn't it obvious?" He leaned in close to you, his smirk obnoxious, but oh-so-annoyingly charming. "Because I can't help but give you these little surprises and gifts… And you can't stop me from doing it, because you're just too damn adorable."

"You sound like a sugar daddy." You push him away playfully and roll your eyes. "Well, actually, I guess you kind of are."

Johnny let out a small laugh. "You bet I am," he teased back. "Actually, you know, I think that's not a bad idea. I'll start calling you my 'little sugar baby.' How does that sound?"

"Terrible!" You laughed and pulled out his his arms. You grabbed onto his wrist instead and tugged him into the living room where you bags were to get his gift. "Please don't call me that."

"Well, you gotta admit it's a pretty good name, and it fits perfectly."

"You just want to be called sugar daddy, don't even try to pretend it's for anything else."

You caught him. "You might be right there." He considered for a moment. "You won't seriously deny me calling you my 'sugar baby', will you? I mean, it's too good of a name."

Oh what have you done… You rolled your eyes again as you dug around in your bag. "Only in private," you bargained.

"You got it, sugar baby."

#mk1 #mortal kombat #mortal kombat x reader #mortal kombat 1 #johnny cage #johnny cage x reader #mortal kombat smut #shang tsung #shang tsung x reader #shang tsung x you #bi han #bi-han #subzero #bi han x reader #sub zero #sub zero x reader #my art

[crimsonbubble]

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE ELABORATE ON WHAT YOU MEANT ON IF BI HAN WAS A WOMAN AND SHE’D HAVE SOMETHING

PLEEASE PLEASE IM BEGGING YOU, ILL DO ANYTHING

cw. nsfw, gn!reader with a dick, fem!bihan, cumplay, squirting, overstimulation, oral, breeding kink, pregnancy, lactation kink, nipple play *not proofread, just pure horny

[these ideas have been plaguing me for far too long] @smmy-winchster

I just know that fem!bihan would have the phattest and wettest pussy ever

Have her squirting like a fucking fountain

Like finger fuck her while playing with her clit and she'll soak your arm

She’s sassy tho and a bottom to her core

It doesn’t matter how hard she tries to fight it, she loves to be fucked into submission

Pin her hips down and drill into her

Flip her onto her stomach, prop her hips up, wrap a hand around her throat or pull her hair, she’ll fucking scream

Force her back into a deep arch and she’ll shake like a leaf

I can’t put more emphasis on the fact that she loves to be overstimulated

She will deny it but her pussy clenching around you when you fuck her through her orgasm says otherwise

Has a deep desire to be knocked up one of these days

She once blabbered out about you knocking her up while cock drunk

How were you supposed to forget the euphoric look on her face and the way she looked at you with hearts in her pupils, all the while asking you to breed her full of healthy and strong heirs?

Likes it messy

Like pull out of her sloppy cunt just to jack off and cum all over her pussy

Only to push in again and fuck more cum into her

It’s a miracle how you haven’t knocker her up already considering how many nights you’ve spent pumping her full of cum

But oh god, when she does end up pregnant? Oh my god, she’s restless

Even if her doctors have told her to go easy on the physical labour, that didn’t stop her

It was only months into the pregnancy and her belly was getting bigger and heavier by the day that she started to slow down

Seeing her with a healthy pregnancy glow and swollen tits

Noticing that more of her shirts have wet spots on them, only to find out that she’s lactating

Helping her alleviate the pressure by essentially milking her

Taking her sensitive nipple into your mouth, suckling gently as you massaged her sore chest

Laying down with her while you drink from her, your free hand trailing under her robes to play with her throbbing clit

Rubbing the delicate pearl with slow circles, running your fingers down further to spread her folds

Carefully pushing your fingers in all the while bihan is writhing and whimpering under you

Cradling your head softly, threading her fingers through your hair

Pushing your head closer to her chest so you keep drinking from her

Having milky white streaks down your face and neck as you swallow gulp after gulp

Pulling off of her tits with a muted pop and looking up at her with bleary eyes while planting kisses over her chest

#bubbly speaks <3 #ash answers #bubbly writes <3 #mortal kombat x reader #mortal kombat smut #mortal kombat #mk1 #mk1 2023 #mk x reader #mk x y/n #mk x you #mk smut #bihan x reader #bihan x reader smut #subzero x reader #sub zero x reader #subzero x you #sub zero x you #sub zero x y/n #sub zero smut #bihan smut

[zg0nuwa]

biker!bi han thots? biker!bi han thots.

cw : bi han himself is a warning, mentions of road rage, mentions of traffic accidents (nothing descriptive, just mentioned), nsfw utc.

not only is he a bastard, he’s cocky and has a massive ego. he’s also a show off, his bike always polished to perfection, clean leather on his back, shining helmet, and his precious partner at his hip at nearly all times.

revs up the bike to make you jump and laughs at your reaction. somehow it never gets boring to him and he always finds the perfect moment to scare you.

actually not really liked in the community, people either hate him because he is a bitch or they don’t like him because he’s really fucking intimidating, sometimes both.

everyone is surprised he actually got into a relationship. not because he has a reputation for sleeping around or something, no. he’s an asshole, that’s all.

does the thing where at every red light he grabs your thigh and squeezes as hard as he can, he actually left bruises a few times cuz bro has a fucking death grip.

if you jokingly said that he should do a bench press with you instead of the weights he would actually do it. no hesitation, looks you dead in the eyes and goes “let’s do it”. now he does it regularly on your carpet in the living room, just for funsies.

tried making out with you on the bike, almost fell over, never tried it again.

his road rage needs to be studied, genuinely tries to tone it down when you’re with him but still, dear god he is a beast. probably slashed quite a few tires and smashed a good amount of mirrors. it’s not like he does it to normal people, no. he himself is surprisingly respectful on the road (ignore the amount of speeding tickets), but he doesn’t tolerate being a jackass to ANYONE when driving. sometimes he rages on behalf of other people only because he understands how fucking dangerous things can get very quickly.

probably been in an accident himself, two or three minor ones when he was just starting and a pretty serious one later on because someone was a fucking idiot, that why he gets so pissed.

nsfw [MDNI]

as mentioned above, he’s an asshole. teasing you the entire day, only to do nothing about it?? he acts like he doesn’t know what you’re talking about, him? teasing you? never! waits until you start begging for it and if you don’t beg to make him crack? well, that’s too bad, he doesn’t lift a finger. the self control on this man is terrifying at times.

very dominant when it comes to sex, kind of a control freak in this department to be honest. and if you’re also leaning dominant, i am praying for both you and him, you because he doesn’t give up the upper hand easily, and him because he might just die when you stand your ground, never admits he finds it hot tho.

if you’re more submissive, not much changes when it comes to like, how rough he is or what antics he uses, in this scenario though he gets a massive ego boost that you pretty much rely on him to be satisfied.

fucked you while you were wearing only his leather bike jacket.

probably won’t fuck on his bike after the falling over fiasco, sorry :(

#m. talk #bi han #bi han x reader #sub zero x reader #bi han x y/n #bi han x you #bi han smut #bi han imagine #mk1 x you #mk x reader #sub zero x you #sub zero smut #mortal kombat x reader #mortal kombat 1 x reader #bihan x reader #subzero x reader

[atomicfoxx]

More Bi Han with his hair down content because I canNOT get over it!!!!!

#mortal kombat #mortal kombat 1 #sub zero #bi han #fr I wanna kiss him so bad #and pull his hair #subzero mortal kombat #subzero x reader #mortal kombat smut #mortal komat 11 #mk1 #sub zero mortal kombat #subzero smut #lin kuei #subzero imagine #sub zero mk1 #subzero bi han #mortal kombat x #bi han x reader #subzero mk1

[heavenlyvision]

Pairing: Bi-Han x afab!reader

Warnings: 18+ only, cockwarming, no use of pronouns, no use of y/n

Wc: >1k

I’m about to sleep but my sleepy brain thought about Bi-Han so here you go <33

MDNI | SMUT UNDER CUT

You’ve been sitting on Bi-Han’s lap for what feels like forever, in reality it’s probably been something like half an hour but that’s still an obscene amount of time to be sat on his lap with his cock filling you completely to the brim without any relief.

You squirm and wriggle against him and every time you do he growls at you and slaps your thigh, admonishing you for not being able to follow simple rules. You had been needy and came to him, asking for him. He had told you he was busy and had things to attend to but he would allow you to sit on his cock if you behaved.

His actual words being, “Sit on my cock nicely and without moving and I’ll give you what you want.”

Now, you’re so wet, your slick leaks down the sides of his cock, pooling in his lap. He shows no outward signs of being affected but his cock twitches every now and again. Your cunt grips him tight, warm and gooey and it’s taking all of his will power to finish up what he’s doing. He really would prefer to fuck you stupid.

Which is why he’s annoyed when you grind down into him, “Hold fuckin still, it’s one rule.”

“Mm sorry,” you manage.

He only grumbles at you, not caring for apologies, only wanting you to behave and do as you’re told.

He’s especially annoyed because if you don’t listen to him then he’s going to have to punish you, which means not only do you not get fucked but it also means he doesn’t get to fuck you and he really wants to fuck you.

Your cunt pulses around him, thighs twitching with the effort of holding yourself up. Gods, you need him so bad, maybe if you focused, you could cum on his cock like this, without even doing anything. Only cumming to your thoughts and the feel of his cock stuffing you full.

Though he’s trying to focus, you can tell he’s distracted, he’s been reading the same thing for 10 minutes and you think maybe you could get away with lifting yourself up and fucking back down onto him. You know what will happen if you don’t listen though, it’s a high risk, high reward scenario.

You’re so fucked and wet and desperate that you throw caution to the wind. The drag of his cock as you pull upwards is heavenly and you feel bliss for a few moments. As soon as you begin lifting yourself up, Bi-Han grabs your hips, growling at you as he slams you back down onto him.

He doesn’t say anything, he just uses his grip on your hips to fuck you up and down his dick like a sex toy, the feeling taking you higher. His fat cock hitting every inch of you so perfectly, you could cry, already so close to the edge after being stuffed with him for half an hour. He continues fucking you down onto his length for a few moments before he slams you down, completely flush to him all at once. All movement ceased.

You go to whine at him but he cuts you off.

“Are you incapable of listening? Now I can’t even fuck you how I was planning to.” His cock jerks inside you, “That’s the most you’ll be getting tonight, now just sit there and look pretty.”

You fucked up and now your punishment is to sit on his big dick while he does nothing to you, he’s just going to let your cunt drool on him and give you no relief. Maybe if you had behaved, you wouldn’t be in this mess.

⋆⁺₊❅.

#mk1 smut #bi han x reader #bi han x reader smut #bi han smut #bi han x you #subzero x reader smut #subzero x reader #subzero x you #subzero smut #visions blurb

[restinslices]

If Bi-Han Was A Sub

Let it be known I'm a Virgin. I'm Bisexual and Bi-myself. I get no bitches. Absolutely zero play. So take everything I say with a grain of salt.  No pronouns used. Mentions of sex from behind but that could be a dick or a strap on. Whatever fits your fantasy. And obviously MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. SCHOOL IS IN SESSION. READ A BOOK.

I know the chances of Bi-Han being a sub are pretty low. I get that. I understand why people write him as a Dom… but if he wasn't-

I don't think he would come out and say this is what he wanted. Most likely it just kinda happened? You guys just kept having sex and you noticed he let you take the reins, and you just kept seeing how much you could get away with. 

When you do eventually bring this up he's like "what are you talking about? I'm not a fucking sub". Sir- 

I feel like you'd keep the same position and role, but it wouldn't actually have a label. It'd take awhile for him to actually say he takes the submissive role. 

I also don't think he'd make initiating sex a big deal. Some people try really hard to seduce their partner and I can see him just coming up to you and saying "I want you". 

Having this big man under you and listening to everything you say though? Heavenly. 

That's a fucking lie. Why? He's stubborn and disobedient 

Kuai Liang gives ready to serve, this MF gives off ready to get on your nerves 

What's wild is that he does this shit on purpose. 

This the same guy who keeps reminding Tomas he's an orphan. Trust me, this bitch is petty. Unnecessarily so. 

I feel like he'd do shit to piss you off because A) he's petty. B) he likes seeing you pissed off. And C) he's into punishments. 

We can all tell this man is not fragile. So roughhousing is definitely encouraged and appreciated. Realistically, there's a good chance he's stronger than you and could just flip shit if he wanted, but he doesn't. Honestly though, in my head that would add to the fun for both of you. The fact he could physically stop all this, but chooses not to. 

This concept would especially get milked if he was being punished. 

He would start mouthing off and you'd be like "if you hate this so much, why not stop me? You're strong enough to". He'd have no real response because he had no legitimate reason. 

"You know what I think? I think the Grandmaster is just like every other man; a slut who needs to be put in his place". 

However, if there is something he doesn't like, he has no problem with telling you. You wouldn't have to worry about secretly hurting him or making him feel like shit because he'd let you know immediately if you were taking it too far. Obviously you'd apologize, and he'd just tell you to make sure it didn't happen again. 

Things I'd think he'd be into is impact play, rough sex, dirty talk, restraints, temp play, overstimulation, masochism, and probably some more shit I can't think of. I feel like his kink list is like when someone pulls out a small scroll, then it turns out that bitch is long and hits the floor. I feel like he'd also enjoy humiliation to an extent. He doesn't want to be embarrassed in public, but if you made him beat off in front of a mirror while you watched, he wouldn't be against it. 

Idk why but he really gives me "hit me harder vibes". You'll think you're hitting him hard but then he'd ask you to hit him harder. 

"Harder" probably explains his entire vibe. He pisses you off to make your life harder. He wants you to hit him harder. Be harder on him when he breaks a rule. Fuck him harder. Just be harder. He's not easily breakable. He can handle it. 

I just really feel like he enjoys rough sex from behind. Probably finds that shit relaxing. 

I feel like the punishment he'd absolutely hate would be orgasm denial. One night is already tough but when you won't let him cum for an extended amount of time? Torture. 

He gives off the vibes of someone who wants constant sex, so cutting him off would be hard. I feel like this is the only rule he for sure wouldn't break because he knows you'd just reset the amount of days he can't cum for. 

Aftercare with him would probably be difficult because he wouldn't say what he needed. He's good at telling you when he's uncomfortable with something, but isn't good at saying exactly what he wants when you're done. He's just not used to being pampered and thinks asking you to do things like cuddle with him is embarrassing. 

It's obviously not though, so you make sure to take care of him. 

He appreciates it, even if he won't say he does. 

He makes sure to care for you as well. He's an asshole but he's not that big of an asshole. If you're warm from all the moving, he'd cool you down. He'd probably try to get up to run you a bath and you're like "sit the fuck down". 

Probably enjoys silence afterwards. I don't mean he doesn't wanna hear you or he wants to pretend you don't exist. He just enjoys feeling your presence there and the sound of whatever is outside. 

An afterthought I just had. Bi-Han grunts, Kuai Liang moans loudly, Tomas probably whines. 

I know I should be writing Liar pt 2, and I am. Unfortunately the voices have taken over so this came out first. Might make another part, maybe a short Drabble. Idk. I do know that I will make one of these for Kuai Liang and Tomas.

#bi han #bi han x reader #subzero #Subzero x reader #Bi han mk1 #Bi han smut #subzero smut #Sub subzero #Sub bi han #Mk1smut #mortal kombat smut #sub character #Fact he ain’t real is some bullshit because I need him #Mdni

[iliektehhaxs]

Bi-Han notices how you not so sneakily take glances at his biceps so he flexes on purpose everytime you're around or maybe even does pull ups out of nowhere to keep getting that same reaction of yours. One time he just walks up to you and holds you on a headlock, walks away as if nothing happened and you're just standing there confused and horny

He’s truly a fucking menace in the worst way

Of course he notices, nothing escapes him. Even when you think you’re being subtle he can feel your gaze on his muscles, how they follow his every move, and he relishes in the attention. You would soon find him wearing short and shorter sleeves around you, he might even invite you to spectate as he trains so he can watch you grow more and more aroused at the sight of his sweat-shined arms. And of course he has to remove his shirt, it is an impracticality during training.

Your eyes have not left him the entire time, and it’s amusing how you lack the sense to hide your gaze anymore. He enjoys you far more when you are unburdened by silly things such as shame. He loves you especially when you know what you want. So it is only when he sees you lost in the sight of him that he waves you over, says that he wants to show you something.

You wordlessly nod and paddle over to him, barely getting a word in before he holds you close, one arm around your neck. You’re truly adorable in the way your face contorts to shock, then embarrassment. He leans down to your ear, squeezing just slightly.

“Did you think I would not notice?” He whispers. “Your eyes betray you, my love.”

Your hands reach up to his arm, but make no move to pull him off. If anything you’ve relaxed in his hold, even going so far as to press your fingers deeper into his bicep.

“Desperate little thing, what am I to do with you?” He says, holding you firmly. “So aroused by the sight of me, I’m flattered.”

You whine at the accusation, but you don’t deny it, letting out the quietest little whimper in response.

He lets out a mean laugh as he lets you go, watching amused as you take in a deep breath on shaky legs. Before he leaves the room he gives you some advice.

“Next time you want me to touch you so badly, just ask.”

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Deeper Desires

Pairing: Husband!Bi Han x Wife!Fem Reader

Summary: Finding the deep desire to become a mother, the reader isn't exactly sure how Bi Han would feel, finding the courage to ask and learning that he has deeper desires too...

Requested By: @belle-oftheball34 (I hope you enjoy it!)

Warnings: SMUT! (18+ ONLY! MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS DNI! YOU WILL BE BLOCKED!) Bit of foreplay, breeding, mating press, creampie

Word Count: 0.6k

"Mommy!"

I wasn't a mother, but the desire to be one was intense as I traveled through a village after going to one of my favorite stores.

The child and their mother looked so happy, running into their mother's arms and smiling. Their bond warmed my heart.

Heading back home, I couldn't stop thinking about it. Imagine Bi Han and I being parents and having a beautiful child. The thought alone made me so happy. Going about my day lost in thought, it must've been obvious how spaced out I was.

"Are you okay, dear?"

It was already time for bed, and I was grateful Bi Han was home to sleep with me, joining me in bed as I nodded:

"I'm okay. Just thinking is all."

"Thinking about what?"

I was so nervous to ask the question I had in mind, but he was the one person I could always be honest with, fidgeting with my hand as I asked shyly:

"How do you feel about starting a family?"

"You want to become parents?"

He was only trying to see if I was serious, which I was, my voice dying to a whisper:

"I would love that, Bi Han."

Meeting his gaze, I could feel the tension rising, not sure what kind of tension till he pulled me by the hip, bringing me closer and kissing:

"Help me then, hm?"

"Gladly," Gasping between kisses, joy and pleasure filled my heart, surely loving the process of making a child, almost rushing to take off my clothes.

"Someone's eager," He chuckled, dipping his hand between us to feel how I was dripping, teasing me, and whispering in my ear, "You know it's very important to carry my heir."

"I know," I moaned, looking into his eyes, "It would be an honor. I swear to be the best mother."

"You will be," Sitting up tall and broad, his hands ran across my stomach, imagining me with a pregnant stomach, clenching around my hips as he pushed his tip into me, twitching at the friction of my walls swallowing him in.

"Hmmm," That feeling would never get old to me; already moaning out at the inches, he began to feed me, "Make me a mother, Bi Han."

Snatching my legs, he put me in a tight press, twitching again at my words, keeping my moans constant and vocal as he pounded harder and harder in every thrust, driving me to an orgasm quicker than ever before.

"Bi Han!" Gripping at the sheets, my senses heightened, his thighs and balls wet as they slapped against my skin, god-like strength in his arms as he held my wrists so I wouldn't budge or squirm even an inch, completely breathless as I gasped out, "Oh! Oh-hh! Ooo!"

I'd never seen such an expression on his face, so determined, grunting with stutters in his hips, ramming the air out of me as he folded me further, lips smacking into mine.

"You're going to take all of me and give me a child-ngh'"

"Please," I murmured, the pleasure was flooding my mind to the brim, kissing back, "Give me all of you, Bi Han."

"Ngh-"Sitting up and flipping his hair back, my vision blurred from the new sensation, so warm, every particle of my being washed over with goosebumps and tingles, seeing how he tensed up, groaning as his cock throbbed hard against my pulsating walls, hammered deep in my womb and spilling every ounce of his seed, thrusting slowly till his body couldn't give anymore.

"Gods," Breathing in deep, I took his hands, this moment being one I'd never forget, still whimpering as he pulled back slowly, pushing back in deep to keep me full, stuffed for that matter, as I felt his seed leaking some.

"Do you wish to give me more than one someday?" In his eyes, it was clear how much he wanted to be a father, and he enjoyed our first experience.

It made me smile, squeezing his hands as I kissed, "As many as you want, my dear husband."

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