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I did it. Simple shading but I had fun. Who ever witnesses this, and you are feelin freaky, you may see the full thing on Twitter dot com. (If I linked it right lol)

Gavin Reed going down on the reader on a rainy day at their apartment while he ignores a call from work because you taste too good I mean whattttt who said that?

Biker!Benatar x G/N!Reader

18+ Minors DNI! Yall, I have been thinking thoughts that should NOT have been thunk! Hence, the post. I had no idea where I was going with this. I ended up making my first smut fic.😭

Warnings/Tags: Blowjob, public sex, mutual orgasm, praise, leather.

He may not look like the type, but Benatar's been a biker since he got his license back in college

Rides a chopper motorcycle at night after dealing with the guys all day.

He's got diamond studs in his ear from post-high school graduation era that he still wears. They twinkle in the night from the city lights.

He'll let you ride the back of the motorcycle.... he might floor it just so you could get scared and cling onto him.

He listens to a variety of artists on his late-night rides. TV Girl, Cigarettes After Sex, Joji, Lana Del Rey, just to name a few.

He'll stop along his trips to jot down whatever is on his mind. He has a scrapbook of songs he likes and his favorite lyrics.... some of which include:

"I dreamt I was standing in your doorstep

Licking sweat off of your forehead

With your finger in my mouth

And the sound when leather jackets hit the ground

You should hear when you're not around

When it's just us horny poets

Who can't wait to write it down

Swear we were only being honest

Do you like these little sonnets?

'Cause I wrote them just for you"

Despite the meaning of the song itself.... that verse reminds him a lot about you. Specifically, that one night...

Remember the detail that Benatar doesn't like to have sex anywhere that isn't his bed?

Well, there was one exception....

So it was a breezy Saturday night. 12:45 AM, clear night skies with twinkly stars that went on forever with the moon. Clinging onto Benatar's jacket... he was playing the music as the pipes of the chopper rumbled. Wrapping your hands around Benatar's waist, hands getting lower and lower until they were right where you two wanted them. Benatar's breath catches in his throat and looks at the next exit on the highway.

He took it.

He went all the way to an empty parking lot that was hidden behind a bundle of trees. He turns the ignition off and said to you that night: "We ought to be quick.... I don't like being out in the open..."

You were stunned. Benatar was the more conservative person in the group. He was shy at the mention of sex.... let alone having it in a parking lot. There was a silence.... you both wanted it. You wanted each other. Right then, right there. But no one was making the first move.... until Benatar said to you in his polite British accent: "Get on your knees, love."

That was how it started....

The parking lot was quiet with the trees whispering into the night. The moon shined upon your eyes as you gaze up at Benatar. He clutches your hair, trying so hard not to moan, not to pull your hair too hard, not to get caught, but it was just too good...

He slowly thrusts into your mouth. Your tongue flicks at his tip, tasting his precum and moaning at the feeling of it twitch. Benatar groans, petting your head and saying: "Go on, love... touch yourself... I can't be the only one enjoying myself... let me watch you. Let me watch you cum..."

You were, once again, shocked by how lewd the man was. But, you complied, and your hand slipped into your pants. The parking lot had the trees whispering as the scandal unfolded before them. Your knees pressed against the concrete, making you wince at the pain only for the feeling to be replaced by your arousal at the sight of Benatar. His blonde locks were disheveled, his shirt was sticking to his chest, and his leather jacket.... was rattling and tightening against him.

You took out your hand, the fingers glazed with your precum. Sweat rolling down your forehead from the intensity of the situation, the visuals, the taste, everything.... his cock in your mouth twitching making you moan with pleasure. He looks down at you... completely different from the usual Benatar.

His eyes were glossy from the moonlight with a lustful haze looming over them. His lips were parted, and his eyes kept staring at you.... at your lips. He thrusts into your mouth more, picking up the pace a little. Then, he leaned over you, getting closer until his head was against yours. There was silence once more. The sexual tension is getting to its peak as he licks the droplet of sweat off of your forehead. You then dipped your fingers back into your pants to collect more of yourself, and bring it up to his lips.

He continued to lick the sweat off of your forehead and let your finger slip into his lips. He engulfs them with his warm, wet tongue, greeting them with a moan. You push your head further, trying to suck him more. He bucks his hips and said: "Love, I can't do this anymore.... I need to get rid of this..."

And the sound when leather jackets hit the ground...

He pulled up his indigo shirt, trying to cool off and have something to muffle him. His teeth tugged the cloth, a small tear heard as he thrusts faster. Your hand remained in your pants and you went faster and faster. Benatar struggles to hold in a moan in the process of holding your head and telling you: "You're doing so good, love. Oh, your mouth is so good..."

That was what did it... your body felt warm all over as it began to spasm. Your mind goes blank with pure pleasure, and this visual made Benatar lose his grip. The sudden hot rush of his cum coated your mouth. He bellowed a loud moan and gently pulled out, pulling up his pants and buckling them.

He helped you up, letting you sit on the bike as he rubbed your knees and swept away the gravel and pebbles. He picked up his leather jacket from the ground and slid it over your shoulders. He kissed your forehead and whispered to you that night: "You did such a good job, love. So good for me... too good for me."

He slid his thumb across the corner of your lip, wiping off the remains of your adventure before licking his fingertip and smiling. He gets on the bike and waits for you to wrap your arms around him when he turns on the ignition and says: "Shall we go?"

The following night, Benatar got inspired from the previous encounter and he looked at his paper, and he couldn't wait to write it down, swear he's only being honest...

Then... the next late-night ride, he handed you a book of poems with the question...

"Do you like these little sonnets?

'Cause I wrote them just for you."

Benatar NSFW Alphabet

You got Puff Puff. Now it's Benatar edition! >:)

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

He's the sweetest. He'll run you a bath or a shower and massage you. Whether he was the top or you, acts of service is one or his love languages. He'll also make you tea and help you stretch after all of those positions.

B = Body Part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partners)

He loves his hands. He likes watching his fingers pleasure you, pin you down, pull you up, he just loves all of the things his fingers can do. On you? He likes your chest. He likes listening to your heartbeat, and if you have boobs, then of course he likes that. Pretty sure it was obvious in "Real Girl" what he likes....

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

He likes to keep things as minimal as possible with mess. So he'll gladly cum inside of you. Whether it's your mouth or your pussy, if you have one.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

This guy seems like a polite, respectful, innocent gentleman in public, but he's genuinely a pervert in private with his lover. In private, he'll grope his lover and fondle them. He also has a stash of NSFW sketches he's made of characters he likes and writes erotic poetry. He's secretly a dacryphilliac (someone who gets sexual arousal from crying or watching someone cry.) He likes to feel needed, and he finds it adorable when you cry because he keeps edging you.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

He's had sex a few times during his college days and in past relationships. He knows about the female and the male anatomy. He's had sex with someone who was intersex, and he understands the ways to pleasure a human regardless of their genitals. He's also very responsible with safe sex. He stays consensual and communicative, he uses condoms, lubricant, dental dams, and finger cotts, and even after that, he still gets tested regularly for STIs. He's honestly the most responsible out of the four when it comes to sex.

F = Favorite Position (This goes without saying)

He likes intimate positions. He loves missionary, mating press, and cuddlefucking. It's worth noting that Benatar loves these positions as both the giver and reciever. He loves being pounded in these positions or pounding you in these positions.

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

He's very serious during sex and poetic. He'll mutter sweet nothings as if they were prayers to you and only you.

H = Hair (How well-groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He's fully shaved and makes sure everything is in order there with no razor burns or nicks.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment? The romantic aspect.)

He's not the type to do friends with benefits or one night stands. He wants to have sex with someone he loves, and he is utterly devoted to you. He's extremely sweet, romantic, and gentle in bed.

J = Jack off (Masturbation Headcanon)

He does it every now and then. Most of the porn he occasionally watches is all softcore or romantic porn with plot.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

He adores art, so he loves shibari. He prefers to be the rigger, but he'll be the rope bunny if you want him to. He's also a bit of a voyeurist. He loves to draw erotic images of you, paint them, and he makes erotic poetry based on you. He also has a daddy kink. Not to the extent of being into DDLG/DDLB, but to the extent of getting turned on by the name. This goes without saying, he loves to feel needed by you and he loves taking care of you.

L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)

The bed. Always the bed. It feels more intimate that way. He would never do it anywhere else except his car one time.

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

Seeing you naked, seeing you pose for him, and wearing dainty fabrics such as lace. This isn't limited to just women, though. He likes lace on anyone.

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

Namecalling, slapping, choking, blood, spitting, raceplay, and harsh degradation (the most degrading he'd ever do would be speaking in a condescending tone or patronize you.) He also doesn't want to recieve that treatment either. He can be condescending and patronizing, but he can't take that himself. Very sensitive as a sub. Also, Benatar REFUSES to have sex anywhere that isn't the bed. He will never do shower sex because it's a safety hazard. He will never do it in hotels or motels (Imagine all the people that did that. Did they even wash those sheets?) And he won't do it in the kitchen (have some decency, we eat here!)

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

This man treats oral sex like an art form. Whether it's sucking your or eating you out, he will take his time and savor it. 100% certified munch and prefers to give more than recieve.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Sometimes he's fast and a little rough if he's worked up. But for the most part, he's slow and deep. His thrusts are slow, but they're hard.

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

He HATES them. He doesn't want to do it anywhere except the bed and under no circumstances expect when you guys have all the time in the world.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.)

He's willing to try a little. He's still the more conservative one in the group. He doesn't really like public play or displaying you or himself to anyone. He wants to keep things between you two behind closed doors.

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

2 rounds at most. He gets really tired by the time he's done. He lasts about 7-13 minutes. He does try to last as long as possible, but there's only so much he can do.

T = Toys (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

He doesn't really use toys on himself. He prefers to use his hand and a condom since it's minimal clean-up and because of how low maintenance it is. Cleaning up his hand is better than cleaning up a toy. But if you want to use toys, he'd be willing to try them on himself or on you.

U = Unfair (How much they like to tease)

This man hates to deny you of any pleasure.... but he also loves it. It depends, really. How good were you for him? If you were being a brat, he'll be teasing verbally and physically.

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

Very vocal. He moans loudly when he's dominant and whimpering when he's submissive.

W = Wild Card (A random headcanon for the character)

He makes audioporn and sends it to you. He has a private account of Soundgasm where he makes audios just for you. These audios range from his masturbating, to him counting down for you to cum with his permission. Benatar is also trying to learn how to do erotic hypnosis.

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

Average size of 5 inches when he's hard with a bit of a curve and circumcised. He's fairly girthy and knows how to angle himself right.

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

Fairly high. Ideally, he'd want to have sex 3-4 nights a week. But he's fine with 1-2 nights. He's horny like the rest of the gang, but not as mellow as Deejay and nowhere near as high as Puff Puff.

Z = Zzz (How quickly they fall asleep afterward)

It depends. If he was the dominant one, he won't fall asleep until he knows that you're alright. If he was the submissive one, he'd fall asleep after 20 minutes.

While I'm doing that Salesman request, how about some Submissive James Sunderland headcanons to hold you over? (I desperately wanna finish this game but I have no time and am too much of a pussy)

Sub!James Sunderland Headcanons:

Minors, do not interact...18+

Never bratty, like at all. He might say something that is unintentionally bratty. But correct him, and he'll be a lot more mindful of what he says to you.

Loves serving you in any way possible. Cooking, cleaning, laundry, massaging you, pleasuring you, any way and every way.

Still, don't yell at him or degrade him. He's pretty sensitive, especially after Mary's verbal abuse. That, and he's also lowkey insecure himself. He hasn't had sex in a long time, and when he did, it was very vanilla. He knows he isn't exactly young, and he's even more insecure about taking supplements to get it up.

He likes being spanked, but only with soft impact, and don't ever slap him, choke him, or spit on him.

Lives for your praise. He has a very big praise kink and will do anything to hear you say those two special words. His dick gets hard just from hearing you call him a good boy. He'll put away grocceries and do the dishes, only to glance at you from the side. Breath clutched before releasing a euphoric huff when you praised him.

I've mentioned this before (and that post inspired this one) but he's got a mommy/daddy kink.

It's not to the extent of ageplay, but it's to the extent where he loves calling you mommy or daddy (depending on you) and relying on your judgement to make some (trivial) choices for him. For example, he might ask you to pick out his clothes for the day or ask you what he should eat.

"Mommy, what should I wear to go to work," "Daddy, what should I eat for lunch? Do you want some?" Things like that. (I'm researching gender neutral terminology for this right now, so please bear with me)

He has a thing for being quiet, but full-on gagging makes him panic, so he opts for sucking on your fingers, breasts, or whatever you have to offer him, depending on your body.

Extremely needy as a sub. He wants to be near you at all times, he wants your attention, he craves your praise, and sometimes your voice alone gets him off. Premature ejaculation is a curse (or a blessing in disguise...?) For him. Sometimes when you praise him, he loses all sense of control and cums on himself involuntarily without a single touch from you.

But you've trained him a little with some edging and orgasm denial, and now it's almost impossible for him to cum unless you give him explicit permission to. If you get a call from him late at night, just know he's whimpering and pathetically begging you to let him cum. And yes, he always thanks you profusely after cumming.

He doesn't verbally whine or complain if you deny him, but he whimpers. A lot. He whimpers like a puppy that had his paw stepped on. He'll cry a little, too. He's a soft masochist; he only wants soft punishments and soft belittlements. Instead of degrading, he wants to be talked to like a pet, sweet and a little condescending at times with a stroke of his hair. Instead of spitting and slapping, he wants kisses and excruciatingly pleasureful denial.

With that said, he's a dacryphilliac to a degree. He doesn't want to sob, but he doesn't mind shedding a tear or two; especially if you express satisfaction for it.

He's interested in light pet play. Padded collars and leashes, and could either bark for you or meow, depending on what you want. He's fine with either or some other pet except pony or pig.

He's shy about it, but he's very curious about prostate play. The first time he tried a prostate massager, you were watching him as he twitched, whimpered, moaned, and grinded against the soft mattress, hoping to angle the toy deeper all while he looked at you with a pout of embarassment and arousal. You could see his gaze, craving your approval and praise, as always. He fantasizes about you buying a remote-controlled one for him.

He started dipping his toe in the sissification pool. James doesn't like the extreme end of the spectrum. He's still new to this, and he isn't too fond of the idea of crossdressing to his knowledge as of right now. But if you put girly clips in his hair or a feminine ribbon around his wrists, he'll like it.

Hey! So this is fucking incredible!

bratty sub!rex x soft dom!mark? might be weird, sorry if u don't wanna do it😭

NOOOO it’s not weird. Thanks for the idea anon lmk what you think >.< Hope you enjoy!!

Mark is pushing him against the wall, hands at his chest as he breathes heavily in front of him. “What the hell was that, man?!” He’s seething, anger seeping from his words.

“Whatever,” Rex is responding, dismissive. But he’s also holding his breath, watching the way Mark is licking his lips, feeling the way he’s holding him against the wall.

Mark is clenching his jaw, eyes squinting at the man in front of him. How can he be so calm? “You almost put us in jeopardy,” one of Mark’s fingers poke Rex in the chest, “if I hadn’t been there, someone would’ve gotten hurt!”

“Well, it’s a good thing you were there,” Rex is muttering, suddenly feeling some heat in his chest rise. He doesn’t know if he’s angry at Mark badgering him, or if he’s just trying hard not to think about how close his lips were.

How easy it would be to capture them in a kiss.

Would he kiss him back? Rex is musing to himself, when he feels Mark’s hand move down to his hip, still keeping him flush against the wall. Rex is looking up at Mark, a bit confused when he sees the dark look in his eyes, until he realises that:

a) he’d just been staring at his lips

b) he had a hard on this entire time

Mark is scoffing, but the his pupils are blown out. “What, don’t tell me you fucking get off on this?” His words are meant to be scathing, but there’s a rasp in his voice that wasn’t there before.

Rex feels his cock throb.

Mark is watching him, experimentally moving his hand from his hip down to abdomen, just below his bellybutton, feeling his abs tense underneath his touch.

Rex is panting, suddenly not so annoyed at Mark’s lecture, and he can feel Mark’s fingers splayed out on his stomach, so close to where he needs him, that he doesn’t even think before whimpering a, “Please.”

And then Mark is kissing him.

It’s different to kissing a girl. Mark’s lips are soft, but his grip stronger, and it’s not slow, or sensual. It’s fast, it’s hard, it’s rough. They’re ripping each other’s suits off, wasting no time before exploring each other, hands grabbing and gripping and squeezing.

“Fuck, Mark. You kiss good.” Rex is teasing him, still panting from the best make-out he’s had in a while.

“I fuck better.” Is all he gets as a response, gasping when Mark is pushing him down into the bed. Mark finds his place behind him, having Rex sit in between his thighs, pinching his nipples as he bites and sucks at his neck.

His fingers move down to grasp at Rex’s dick, chuckling lowly into his ear when he feels it jump against his touch. Rex is whimpering, too sensitive, and Mark’s grip is almost too much.

The raven haired man behind him is spitting on his hand, grabbing his cock again as he pumps him, thumbing at his tip before moving his hand up and down his cock again. “F-fuck, Mark, wait-”

“Nuh-uh,” Mark is tutting, “you wanted to be a brat right?” he’s tugging at Rex’s dick harshly, like he almost wanted him to feel a bit of pain with the pleasure, and Rex is feeling all of it.

“So fucking take it.” That’s all the redhead needs to hear as he’s arching his back against Mark’s chest, ropes of come spilling readily from him. 

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Is the mantra leaving Rex’s mouth, his hips bucking into Marks touch. It’s too much, it’s not enough, it’s perfect.

“Look at what a mess you made.” Mark is tutting, smearing Rex’s cum all over his abdomen, fingers coming up to suck it off, and Rex can feel Mark’s hardened length against his back.

Rex is turning around, leaning in between Mark’s thick thighs, and although Mark looks painfully hard, and his cock is moving just from Rex’s heated look, he’s muttering a, “Oh, you don’t have to-” before Rex interrupts him.

“Please. Fuck, Mark, just let me suck you off?”

He’s asking so nicely, and he sounds so strained, like he needs it, so Mark is groaning, nodding as he watches Rex part his mouth and envelope his cock into his warmth.

“Fuck, just like that.” Rex had never sucked a dick before. It was more difficult than he anticipated, and Mark was big, making it even more challenging.

He took what he could in his mouth, using his hand to attend to the rest. He’s looking up at Mark, and god, the sight was beautiful. Brown eyes staring down at him, eyebrows scrunched as he groaned lowly.

Rex would get on his knees every day if it meant Mark would look at him like that. He felt himself getting hard again, simply from the dizzying look from the man above him.

It was depraved.

“Come for me,” He’s whispering against his length, vibrations going straight down Marks core. And then he is.

And when Mark sees Rex open his mouth and loll out his tongue, come all swallowed, he’s drawing out his voice, uttering a, “Good boy.”

Yall, don't give me ANY ideas......

Ohhhhh noooooo.....😏

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.