Gavin Reed Going Down On The Reader On A Rainy Day At Their Apartment While He Ignores A Call From Work

Bro, what the fuck is Invincible even about?😭

˗ˏˋ𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐅𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐖𝐚𝐩 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞ˎˊ˗ ᥫ᭡

“𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺, 𝘢𝘺𝘺! 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘺𝘭𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯' 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘻𝘺, 𝘢𝘺𝘺! 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶!”

Is all you hear three days later after you broke up with mark.

It’s blasting outside your window, and definitely bothering the neighbors.

But it makes you laugh seeing him standing outside on your front lawn looking so desperate to see you again.

The music lowers for a minute, and you hear him yell, “did it work?”

Shaking your head, you smile and respond with, “Come inside and find out.”

After that he’s clingy af and let’s you give him a manicure while you yap about what he’s missed, cause that’s what good boyfriends do.

Feel free to use the pics, it took me 5 minutes to make them! ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ )

So.... I take it that I should complete this? Any feedback?

WIP of Sub!James x Daddy!Reader

Minors do not interact. Also, TW: Internalized homophobia (from James's end)

More tags/warnings: Male reader, cockwarming, gay porn

"Um... How do I do this? Do I just... put it in my mouth?"

James asks while he looks up at you. His calloused hand stroked your inner thigh before spreading over your lap. You could tell by his quivering lip that he was nervous, terrified even. You two were still getting used to this, but James had never been with a man before you. He loves you, he wants you, but the act of putting you in him.... putting a man in him...? It felt.... repulsive.

But did he want to do this...? Yes. Yes! He's been fantasizing about it since forever! It's just.... difficult for him to start. You run your fingers through his dirty blonde hair and say, "Don't feel like you have to do anything. We can always stop."

James looks at you, and says, "I never... did this before. I don't know how to do it." You smile, stroking his hair and telling him, "Do what feels right. Lick it, suck it, kiss it, whatever feels good to you. You're gonna be great regardless, baby."

The second you said that to him.... he immediately started blushing and muttering a response. The topic of sex alone was embarrassing for James, let alone gay sex. But then when he got his barrings, he says, "I want to do it.... but... I-I'm kind of--"

"Scared?" You complete.

James nods. You pet his hair more, making him whimper as you say, "How about you keep it warm for me? You could put me in your mouth, and we could watch something. No actual sex, just helping me stay warm while we watch a movie. You could lay in my lap, watch a movie, and keep me in your mouth. If you want to stop, all you have to do is take me out."

He looks at you, his skin tinted a pink hue and his Adam's apple jiggling when he swallowed a breath of anxiety and rests his head on your thigh before unbuttoning your pajama pants. He was slow, shy, and sweet as he nervously met your gaze. Your waistband grinds against your bulge from his quivering hands, making you muffle a moan. James blushes and chokes on a breath when your cock protruded through the slit of your pants' buttons.

"Dear God!" James huffs, before modestly licking your tip and engulfing you in his mouth. You huff, and look down at him while he rests you into him, and he mutters what movie he wants to watch. It was some corny romance film that he overheard a few guys talking about at a bar. James, being a bit of a sap at heart, figured that it would've been a good time to watch it.

......

You absent-mindedly stroke James's hair as you watch the movie with him. Surprisingly, James still had his cheeks full of you and was very calm. He coos to the sensation of your delicate, firm hands brushing every strand. The feeling caused a wave of chills to wash over him as you two continued to watch. The film itself was.... interesting. For starters, it turned out to be a gay couple, which James didn't expect. The only times he's watched romcoms were with Mary long ago, and even then, they were always between a man and a woman. This was new for him.

Only it wasn't a romcom... it got a few laughs out of you two, but nothing would've prepared James for what would happen next...

The scene was set. A man with dark skin and fluffy coils for hair was cuddling against the other man, a tan and chubby guy. The man's smooth chest rubbed against the fuzzy curls of the other man's chest as their tongues slipped between each other's lips until the chubby one began to leave a trail of kisses down the fluffy-haired man's body.

James was stunned. He's never seen a scene between men that was so.... what were the words? Vile? Uncouth? Indecent? Unnatural? Repulsive? Perverted? Sinful?

No... it just wasn't right. It should be the woman on her knees for the man... not... whatever this was.... right?

Or.... no.... that's just not true....

But there was a small part of James that countered every remark, every lash, every guilty thought with the words he couldn't say, "Intimate, Loving, Erotic, Desirable, Sensual, Romantic, Wholesome..."

The scene continues, and now the chubby man is sweating and sliding the fluffy-haired man's cock into his mouth. His cheeks were hollowing themsleves and sliding with such ease, taking every inch until he gagged before releasing his grip to pump his lover with his fist with such haste and taking him back in. But not without a loud wet squelch from his saliva, making the other man bellow out a moan and thrust into the other's mouth.

The room filled with wet slaps, moans, squelches, and gagging as the scene unfolded for such a long time. James was speechless. He's never seen anything like it. Even the more raunchy films that he's seen in his past years were nothing compared to this. He could feel himself grow harder with every slap, gag, and grunt from the actors. He wanted to pry himself away from the TV, seeing something so... so... obscene! But he couldn't shake the feeling of curiousity. How would it feel to give? How would it feel to receive?

He can feel you, too. The way you're throbbing in his cheek, the way your veins refined themselves, the way you straightened out, the way your tip poked against his throat, and the way he could taste a foreign saltiness on his tongue. He wanted it. He wanted this so badly. He wished the actors were you two. He wished the fantasy between man and man were a reality, not just some guilty pleasure. He wanted--

Suddenly, one of the actors lets out a whine and says, "Cum on me, daddy!"

James choked, literally. Your hips bucked in response to the abrupt stimulation, making you pause the movie and say, "James, are you okay?"

He looks up at you... his dirty blonde bangs sticking to his forehead, cheeks flushed, and breath heavy. He was quiet before taking a chance to get off the couch and on his knees. With a vulnerable, subservient gaze and a coy tongue, his mouth opens up, and he points into the gaping hole.

Finally, he says sweetly,

"Can I... suck it, Daddy?"

And that's all for now! I'd really appreciate some feedback since I have never done mlm smut before! Lmk if I can do more or how to improve! Is the WIP good? Should I continue? Like... tell a girl how you feel!

WHY IS BRO POUTING?????

I NEED TO SQUEEZE HIS LITTLE CHEEKS

Yo, idk you, but if you like pathetic men who probably cry when they get topped, look at James Sunderland.

Tell me this mf wouldn't cry like a little bitch and beg for more when he gets fucked. Also, I am all up for writing male readers, so bro if you ever wanna get into Silent Hill 2 I gotchu😩🙏🏻

no thoughts just thinking of crybaby bottom men <3

crybaby men! who tense up when you first enter them, not because it hurts, you could never hurt them but from the sheer amount of euphoria they feel. is it okay for sex to feel this good?

crybaby men! who blabber thank you thank you thank you's! while you slowly get accustomed to their tight hole. he practically cums on the spot when he sees your cock distend his tummy.

crybaby men! who start bawling when you say you have to pull out. why would you need to do that? even if he wishes too, there's no way you could get him pregnant!

you grimace as you shealth yourself into his warm hole, your jaw clenches, and your hands that are holding the sheets in a vice grip begin ache as you hold back from completely fucking the words out of him.

soon after, he holds his hands over his face as he attempts to hide from you. his breath begins to hitch as he's at the cusp of breaking down.

why?

you begin to pull out slowly, your thoughts swim thinking you might've hurt him somehow yet he... stops you? his ankles wrap around your lower back, hindering you from pulling out.

"h-hey, look at me," you softly pry his hands of his face and you didn't expect to see the most debauched, fucked out face looking back at you.

you gulp as your heart rate begins to spike, just what was he doing to you?

you though you couldn't possibly get harder but just by looking at his face you stand corrected.

he's staring at you, misty eyed and drooling. brows furrowed and lips quivering.

"..re.." he mumbles. he pulls you down lower, tilting his head up ever so slightly as he leans in for a kiss. you're still recovering from this crazy development so you didn't catch what he said.

"w-what'd you say baby?"

"more, please..! feels t-too good, nghh.." he mewls on your lips before trapping them in a heated kiss. his tongue wriggles between your lips asking permission to explore the heated cavern of your mouth.

you open your mouth ever so slightly and that's all he needs before he's threading his fingers in your hair pushing you into him.

you had to pull back because you needed air and your nose was starting to sting from how rough he was kissing you.

he growled as you pulled away, cute.

"please.. i want you to f-fuck me.. your already in so deep..' he takes your hand and places it on his bulging stomach for emphasis. "you can't leave me like this.. i'll do anything! i'll be so good for you, please just fuck me!"

you smirked, were you really in a position to give him anything less? he was already ruined just from you putting it in.

when he begged so sexily how could you deny him?

yuuji itadori, fushiguro megumi, fushiguro naoya, denji, mark grayson, katsuki bakugo, keigo takami, gihun, and your favs.

Off-topic (I guess it's off-topic???) But wholesome smut where the reader and their lover lose their virginity together>>>>>>>>>>>

you and mark grayson being both virgins is something angels sing about in their heavenly chorus.

he's learned things from pornhub and twitter porn links that wildly over exageratte how to make your girl squirt for the first time. magic mike has taught mark how painful it feels to smack your dick on hardwood flooring just to try and grind on some sexy beat. he gets made fun of by Rex for even asking what correct hole does his dick get put into, and if it'll snap off if you bounce too hard on him when you want to ride.

he's pulled out all the stops, rather shitty mind you. Debbie and Nolan are on a date in Italy, and he's got exactly thirty minutes to make you wet enough so it doesn't hurt when he slips in for the first time.

unfortunately for him, he doesn't get far enough to get you naked before he's cumming in his boxers.

he blames friction and how a victoria secret thong can really emphasize a plump mound and camel toe when its covered in your slick. rose petals are bleeding on your skin that he's sprinkled upon his duvet earlier. the bed springs creaking way too annoyingly loud when he attempts to press boxer covered cockhead in between your clothed pussy lips. you two have been dry grinding and humping eachother for the last ten minutes.

something about you almost naked, sweaty breasts rolling up and down in rolling waves; and sticky clear strings of cum stringing his softened dick and your quivering cunt together . it really puts worms into his brain and lets him settle on your panties trapping your clit down and making you twitch under his body. your head pressed against his pillows while you two watch his bulge grow back to life when you whine for more.

mark's a virgin, but he says its by choice, and not because he's scared about hurting you for the first time.

omg i binge read all your posts about the salesman and i was wondering if you would be willing to write a salesman fic where the reader isn’t completely helpless??? it’s so frustrating that so many fics make the reader kind of weak and helpless and just completely submissive. so, if you’re comfortable, maybe top!reader or something similar? i hope you’re having an amazing day!!

- anon (:

Oh please, we were both thinking the same thing! I mean, I went with a sub reader initially since it was the first thing I thought of, but also because I don't like how the x readers with the Salesman incorporates aspects of BDSM without the aftercare. As a result, kink becomes abuse with all of the degrading and hitting and no proper aftercare. I get it, his character is sadistic, but some proper BDSM rep is MUCH needed. BDSM isn't all hot kinky sex, there's the emotional aspect, aftercare, safety precautions, foreplay, etc. Hence my fic mentioning "safe signals/safewords" and that "aftercare" scene. Some realistic kink smut is much needed.

Ramble aside, I am planning something where the reader takes the Salesman down a peg. But please be specific, do you want a female reader, male reader, gender neutral reader, do you have any particular kinks of ideas in mind?

I made a playlist based on Mary and James as a couple. I wanted to convey the honeymoon phase, then slowly get worse. The segment of just Lana Del Rey is supposed to be Mary's POV, where she feels so ugly that she suspects James is cheating. Then post-mortem, he does kinda but not really since Maria isn't real. Some songs are supposed to refer to Maria and even though James never cheated on Mary, I'd imagine her being paranoid that he does out of her insecurities.

Since Silent Hill 2 is primarily focused on James's pov, that's why it kinda carries on, but Lana Del Rey, Etta James, Someone Else, and the 2 songs before Loverman are all Mary's POV. There's 1 song out of place toward the end. Wildest Dreams by Taylor Swift is supposed to kinda be like Mary's tape where she asks James to take her back to Silent Hill, kinda like Taylor Swift saying "Say you'll remember me/standing in a nice dress/staring at the sunset babe/red lips and rosey cheeks/say you'll see me again/even if it's just pretend."

Wildest Dreams was also kind of referencing the Bliss ending where James watches the tape while he hallucinates on drugs and makes a false reality where he's with Mary. Some of the songs convey James's guilt, his self-pity, his imagination of Maria, and some songs like "Line Without A Hook" and "Lovers Rock" are meant to show his insecurities. I'd imagine him feeling like an inadequate husband before Mary's death. Bro, it took me 30 minutes to order this playlist since I wanted this in a linear structure starting from their newly wed phase to the withered flowers stage.

Also! Anyone catch onto the irony of some of the songs in the playlist?🌝

Genuinely crashing out right now cuz I spent hours for days on end doing my HL essay for my senior IB English class. I worked so damn hard analyzing everything, typing it out, editing back to back, and I turned it in just before the deadline only to realize it fucking slipped my mind to attach my AI detected screenshot to prove that I made it. So I emailed my teacher, only to realize that holy fuck, I forgot to make citations too!

I rarely ever cry over school anymore but bro, it's 12:23 AM. I was literally dipping in and out of consciousness just to wake up and turn it in before the deadline only to realize I fucked up, and I gotta finish another essay, and I gotta wake up at 6:30 AM for the bus, and then I gotta tutor motherfuckers in the morning before my IB English class at 8:31 AM, take a test, and read 30 pages for Wednesday. Like... I'm literally sobbing right now over this shit and idk who or where to vent to. Anyway, James Sunderland.

THE COLORS ARE POPPING OMFGGGGGG IDK WHO THIS MAN IS BUT WHO IS THIS DIVAAAAA

Experiencing the horrors rn so I'm making him wear a dress

YALL---

life update: my eyesight is getting worse