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Khaotic Turn of Events

Havik x reader (part 2)

CW: poorly written fight scenes, Shao and Reiko being mean,

WC: 4989

AN:

The night was calm in Seido. Air was warm, but the breeze made it nice. The grass was smooth beneath you where you sat. The coarse dirt on your hands was a comfort you frequently enjoyed. You felt at peace as you watched the sun set on the capitol city.

But you weren’t alone. No. You had your best friend next to you.

He sat next to you, watching the same sunset. Hand inching toward yours. You tore your eyes from the wonder of nature on the horizon to set them upon your friend. Noticing his hand almost touching yours, you smiled at him.

He gazed at you, adoration prevalent in his eyes. You knew he wanted to hold your hand, he always does. He finds solace in your touch. You however, don’t enjoy beating around the bush.

You scoop his hand in yours and grasp it tight. Shocked at your bold move, he freezes. A blush is evident on his face in the following moments. You smile at how shy he becomes around you. He is a wild child after all. Though, you do love seeing this soft side of him.

He pulls his hand away and turns his head. He’s embarrassed, but you’ll have none of that. You decide the best way to handle the situation is simple: tackle him.

You jump on top of him and you two roll around in the dirt. He was caught off guard, but that doesn’t mean his reflexes are slow. He quickly gains the upper hand on you, having done this multiple times.

This time, however, you kicked him off. You laughed as he rolled off you. You could hear him cackle loudly too. Both of you lay flat on your backs next to the other as you gaze toward the sky. The heavy saturations of pinks, blues, and purples was a sight you wished you could see forever.

“Hey, I have something for you.” He finally breaks the silence. Your turn to face him, curious. You both sit up as he digs something out of his pocket. He holds the small object up to you. You let out a gasp of surprise at the handcrafted yo-yo he gave to you.

“Oh Rou, I love it.” The joy you felt could not be contained. As such, you ran up to the unsuspecting boy and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. “I’ll treasure it forever.” You admired the trinket and gave it a few spins. What you didn’t see was that he had a big smile on his face. How his gaze softened when he saw the joy on your face. You didn’t feel how fast his heart beat around you.

DONG DING DONG

You both turn your heads at the sound. “Oh shoot! I forgot about curfew again.” You quickly start to gather your things, putting the new yo-yo in your pocket. He hands you your coat that was flung off somewhere earlier. “Thanks. I’ll be sure to hang out with you again soon, ok?” He waved you off as you ran down the hill to get home. Your parents will be mad at you for forgetting curfew again.

He couldn’t wait for the next time he’d see you. And you couldn’t either.

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This is it. This is what you’ve prepared for for years. You are all gathered at the gateway arch as you watch the magic unfurl from Liu Kang’s hands. You have seen him do this a thousand times, but it still leaves you in awe to watch him open a portal. The fire from him, manifesting into a swirling, circular pathway to the tournament ahead.

“Outworld can be both alien and intoxicating to Earthrealmers. Do not become drawn in.” Liu Kang begins. “You must focus on the task at hand.” You listen to his words intently. Johnny seems to be doing the opposite as he has his phone out recording this. How on Earth he plans to make a movie from this is beyond you. You watch as Liu Kang enters the new realm without a single glance back. You force yourself to take a breath to soothe the nerves that threaten to consume you.

The five of you follow Liu Kang into the unknown. . . Not before Kenshi shoves Johnny’s phone out of his face.

The beauty of Outworld is indescribable. You walk beside Kenshi and Johnny, the latter of which is still recording. “Toto, I have a feeling we’re not in Kansas anymore.” He looks so happy at his references you don’t have it in you to tell him to shut up right now. “Oh my.”

You hear Johnny say, you turn your head in his direction. You see two stunning women lined up with guards at the top of the staircase. “Oh my, indeed.” You agree. “Are those. . .” He trails off, waiting for Liu Kang's confirmation.

He turns to answer, “Empress Sindel’s daughters, yes.” Johnny looks pleased by that answer. “They do not disappoint.” You shoot Johnny a warning glance as you elbow him in the side. He rolls his eyes and continues recording the illustrious Outworld.

Johnny looks smug with himself before Raiden shoots him down. “We are Earthrealm’s ambassadors, Johnny. We’ll show them respect. Not unwanted attention.” You and the others nod your head in agreement. Johnny just over exaggerates a wink.

You finally arrive before the stairs before the princesses of Outworld. Liu Kang bows in reverence, and you all follow suit. The lady in pink speaks first.

“Lord Liu Kang, welcome.” “Thank you Princess Mileena.” She looks pleased. “You remember my sister?” She nods her head toward the woman in blue beside her. You know Liu Kang never forgets anyone. “Of course. Princess Kitana.” Kitana nods her head in confirmation.

Liu Kang then introduces you. “May I introduce Johnny Cage, Kung Lao, Y/N, Kenshi Takehashi, and Earthrealm’s champion, Raiden.” Each one of you nods in acknowledgement as your name is called.

Your attention is diverted when you hear Kitana speak. “I hope you’re prepared, Raiden. Our champions are determined to win.” You look at Raiden, trying to reassure him. He has a strong look on his face. You know he’ll do just fine.

“None more so than me,” It's Mileena’s turn to speak. “It’s been too long since we’ve known victory.”

“Princess Mileena,” The yellow suited guard cuts in. “We should be on our way. Empress Sindel awaits.” “Thank you Tanya,” She motions for you all to come with her. “Follow me please.”

You ascend the stairs and follow Mileena to the grand carts that will lead to your next location. You find yourself in the wagon with Kitana, Kenshi, Kung Lao, and Johnny Cage. Raiden and Lord Liu Kang were with Mileena in the first carriage.

“The festival looks so lively,” You begin. “I’ve never seen anything like it. You gaze into the streets. There were banners strung across every street corner, all in flashy, vibrant colors. All the shops and food carts. What you would give to be able to try the food here.

It seems Kung Lao had the same thought as he was eyeing a particular cart selling what looked like kebabs. “Hungry already, Lao?” You elbow him in the arm to snap him out of his hunger haze.

“What? I didn’t eat that much this morning.” He crosses his arms defensively. This brought out a stark laugh from Johnny and Kenshi. “Not that much?” Johnny begins. “You eat more than all of us combined.” “Do not!” “Kung Lao, we’re kidding,” you look out at the guard walking in line next to the carriage. “Well, I am kidding. They’re probably not.” He snaps his head in your direction to glare at you.

“I’m serious, you’re always hungry.” Kensh says. “Sorry bro, them’s the breaks.” Kung Lao punches Johnny in the arm. “Ouch!” Lao goes for a weak punch to his face. “Hey, not the face!” You and Kenshi just stare at their childish fight. “Wow. . .” Kitana says.

“You’ll have to forgive them Princess. This happens frequently to prevent it.” You plead your case. “This is quite entertaining. It’s not often I see two people slap-fight before my eyes.” She nods to the boys and they are, in fact, slap-fighting now. You sit there like a disappointed parent and Kenshi wishes he was in the other carriage.

The carts suddenly stop. Everyone looks at each other confused. You and Kitana peer out the side to look ahead of the crowd. You see Princess Mileena hurriedly rush up to speak to a lady in purple.

“Who is that?” You ask Kitana. “That would be the First Constable, Li Mei.” She looks confused. “Though, I am unsure why she is out in the middle of the street now. I’ll have to ask my sister later.” Annoyed is not adequate to describe the look on Mileena’s face as she goes back into the carriage. Your ride to the palace is quiet from this point on.

You stand inside the palace waiting for the first fight of the tournament to begin. You notice that Raiden is nervous. You want to help him, but you have no idea what to say that would calm his nerves. Lucky for you, Liu Kang knows what to say.

“Worry expends energy for no purpose, Raiden.” Liu Kang is as calm as ever. Raiden, however, looks stressed out of his mind. “But the tournament. If I lose–” “Focus on your actions, not the outcome.” The fire wielder cuts him off. “It is all you can control.”

It was then that a large man with horns entered the room. His presence is almost bigger than the man himself.

“Red alert.” Johnny chimes in. “Incoming stock villain.” You barely manage to hold your snort back.

“General Shao. Do not let him goad you.” Liu Kang informs you all of the man that now stands before you. Much to your surprise, the general laughs in your faces.

“Is it me, or is Earthrealm’s champion scrawnier than usual?” The general sneers.

You tried to hold Kung Lao back, but he stepped up to Shao. “Would you care to test his strength? Raiden will–” “Will prove himself soon enough.” Liu Kang cuts in before Lao can say something he will regret. The general looks down at Liu Kang. “Have you still not told most Earthrealmers that Outworld exists?”

Your Lord does not falter, “It is safer that way, General.” The General takes a tone of arrogance. “I suppose so. Your people’s frail minds couldn’t handle the truth.” Although you are not from Earthrealm, you hate the way Shao speaks about your home. Now it’s Lao’s turn to hold you back.

“You presume them frail, General?” He stands his ground. “Should you. . . given how frequently they win this tournament?” The General does not like his words. “We will destroy your champion, Liu Kang. He will taste no victory.” He storms off to take his place next to the three thrones at the end of the room.

Trumpets blare loudly to announce the arrival of the Empress and her daughters. You all turn to the entrance of the grand hall. Empress Sindel strides in with Princess Mileena and Kitana at her sides behind her. They walk with such grace and power it sends a shiver down your spine.

Sindel takes her seat on the grand throne in the center, while Mileena sits to her left and Kitana on her right.

“Welcome, members of the royal home.” Her voice booms over the crowd. “Welcome, our esteemed Earthrealm guests. We gather here again to honor my late husband’s legacy. To continue the tournament that he founded with Lord Liu Kang in hopes that it would foster peace among realms.” She looks pained to give this speech even long after Jerrod’s death. “May Jerrod’s soul watch over us with pride from its resting place in the Living Forest.”

“Lord Liu Kang,” She looks upon him.

“Empress Sindel.” He returns her call. “It pleases me to once again be your guest. He bows to her.

“Here, you are always welcome.” She crosses her leg. “Now, let us meet your champion.”

Earthrealm’s champion is Raiden, Your Majesty.” Liu Kang steps out of the way, gesturing to Raiden.

This came as a shock to the Empress. Liu Kang has mentioned you a few times during meetings in years past. He was proud of you, yes, but the champion not being you surprised her.

The god continues on, “He has earned his place by embodying the very best qualities of Earthrealm’s people.”

She turned to assess the oncoming challenger. “You seem nervous, young man.”

“I’m a stranger in an unfamiliar land. Here to compete against its greatest fighters. Yes, I am nervous.” Raiden was almost blunt with his response. Maybe your and Lao’s sarcasm has finally worn off on him.

“As you should be.” Sindel states simply. “You have a difficult path ahead.” She stands tall from her throne, “It has begun!”

You hear footsteps sound from the back of the room. What is seen is Li Mei walking in to meet her challenger.

“As tradition requires, Outworld’s initial competitor will be Sun Do’s First Constable. Li Mei.” She walks up to the Empress. “May she defend our realm’s glory as well as she preserves our capital’s order.”

Li Mei proudly responds to her ruler, “Your Majesty, I will honor both the royal house, and all of Outworld, with my kombat. She puts her right fist over her heart to salute her queen, descending the stairs to meet her.

Empress Sindel reaches out to her, with a soft gaze on her face. You can’t quite make out the next words she says to her First Constable. But, whatever words they were, Li Mei looked dejected to hear them. At that, Sindel returns to her seat as Li Mei turns toward Raiden.

“All you need do is your best. The rest will take care of itself.” Liu Kang puts the same reassuring hand on Raiden’s shoulder. Only this time, the recipient is pleased to hear the words spoken.

Raiden looks reassured. “Yes, Lord Liu Kang.” With that, Liu Kang steps off to the side to reveal Li Mei in front of him.

“Shall we see what you can do?” She asks rhetorically. Raiden is undeterred. “Hopefully, this is the first of many victories.” “I will prevail, Earthrealmer. This fight is more important to me than you could ever know.”

You and your fellow champions all watch in painful anticipation. You have your faith in Raiden. You look to your side and Kung Lao has nothing but certainty in his eyes. It seems like you’re not the only one with complete trust in his abilities. You are happy your talk got through to him.

The fight begins as Raiden and Li Mei trade basic kombat blows to get a feel for the action. You are not worried until Li Mei hits him with a purple burst of energy that sends him back a few steps.

You realize Raiden has only had his amulet for a short time, you’re not sure how well he can use it.” Your concern is quickly shaken when Raiden hits her with his own energy. He shoots balls of lightning from his palm in sets of threes. Raiden is able to get off a few more blasts before Li Mei charges him with magic and a rapid series of punches.

She sets up a lanturn before sending her Lion after him. He quickly sets up an electrical force field to deflect. Li Mei tries to get another attack on him but gets caught in his electric trap. She is thrown into the air and back away from him. She goes falling back to the other side of the room. When she tried to stand, she couldn’t. Thus, Raiden won his first battle.

“Thank you for the match, First Constable.” He warmly regards. She looks utterly crestfallen. But she swallows her shame and bows before the champion. Before anyone could say anything to her, she stalks quietly out of the room.

“My compliments,” The Empress begins, causing heads to turn to her. “Raiden, on a well fought match. We’ll see how you fare in the next fight.” She turns to her side. “General Shao. Whom have you chosen as our next competitor?”

The General steps up to address the crowd. “Your Majesty, I have chosen Reiko, my second in command.” Thus enters Reiko himself. “As a boy, Reiko was orphaned during the Kafallah War. Though captured, his spirit remained unbroken. He scratched, clawed, and survived.”

Johnny nudges your side, “Short, orphaned, and perpetually angry? Pick a struggle.” You have to clench your teeth to stifle the laugh that threatens to come out. You mustn't incur the wrath of the General or his second in command.

The General continues on, “After the war, I took him in. Molded him into the perfect soldier. Few others are as well versed in the art of war.” Reiko approaches and stops in front of Raiden. Now you really have to hold back your laughter with Johnny as Reiko starts punching air. You know he’s demonstrating his skills, but you can’t help but think it funny. Lao grips on to your shirt, face red from holding it in.

Reiko finishes his display with a jump, roundhouse kick. You simply couldn't hold back the small snicker that escaped you. Li Kang, without turning to look at you, smacks you on the back. You finally calm down enough to listen to Reiko speak.

“In whose army have you served? In what wars have you fought?” “I have done neither.” This answer does not please Reiko. “Then you are woefully unprepared, Earthrealmer.” He sneers in disgust as he gets into his stance. “This will be your last battlefield.”

“Does he really compare everything to war?” You whisper to Lao and Johnny. “He must, because you can hee his scowl lines.” Lao chirps. “That and his war paint looks like a goth clown.” Johnny never fails to say something so bold yet so true. Kenshi murmurs out, “Stop that, all of you three need to shut up!” You smirk, “Ok mom.” You receive ‘oohs’ from the other two beside you. You turn back to the fight.

The fight begins with Raiden trying to get the upper hand on his opponent by shooting lightning at him. Reiko, with apparent years of experience, dodges and rushes him. He grapples Raiden into a suplex and pulls him to the ground. Ouch, that had to hurt. The thunder wielder is quick to recover with a bolt of lightning straight to Reiko’s chest.

This causes him to stumble back a bit. Raiden was almost caught off guard by Reiko’s throwing stars. He was so quick you didn’t see him pull them out. However, Raiden throws up a barrier in the nick of time. Raiden flies at him, parallel to the ground, and tackles the General’s second in command. He avoids Reiko’s fists and manages to finish the fight with a strong burst of thunder from him.

You see the aftershocks remain on his body. The light blue sparks emanating off his body looked painful.

“Felled by a simple farmer.” Raiden states. He turns to face the queen. But you can also see General Shao sneer and storm off, clearly displeased by the turn of events. “I am ready for my next opponent, your Majesty. Whom shall I face?” As Raiden requests his next opponent, Reiko is seen picking himself up off the floor. His face morphed in anger as he was upset with the outcome of their fight.

“Patience, young man.” Sindel stands. “We are adjourned until first light. I hope to see you all at this evening’s banquet.” You and Lao look at each other in excitement for the delicious food tonight.

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The night time air feels amazing. It is cool but just warm enough you feel relaxed and refreshed. The folk music was unlike anything you have heard before. You think the singer sounds lovely. You sit next to Reiko, which isn’t exactly pleasing. It’s more awkward than anything cus he got his butt whooped earlier.

Your thoughts of peace are interrupted by Lao absolutely stuffing his face full of the chicken presented on the table. He takes a big bite out of the tender leg and washes it down with a large gulp of wine. Staring at Kung Lao’s unmannered display of eating, you see Kenshi also disgusted by him.

“What?” Lao burps out. It seems he’s genuinely curious why you’re staring at him. You grimace, “You’re gross.” He feigns offense. “How could you say that?” “She’s right, you know.” Kenshi quips. They devolve into their own argument.

You look away before you get dragged back into their squabble. You turn to Reiko, on your right. “Cool eye makeup, Reiko.” You attempt to make pleasant conversation, but it seems he did not.

“It is not makeup. It is war paint!” He states with a stern tone, almost yelling. Defensive much? Must have struck a nerve. He continues with his new found rant. “It seems Earthrealmer’s don’t understand the meaning of these markings.” He scoffs.

“Done yet? Not everything in life is about war. Seems you’ve lived a boring one if that’s all you think about.” You roll your eyes at him. He sneers like he’s about to say something until Lao shouts, “HAH! She called you boring.” You shoot him a look that says ‘stop’ before he gets you both into trouble.

“Apologies Reiko, I didn't mean to offend. I’m just making conversation.” He just brushes you off in favor of conversing with General Shao. That went well, hmm. Your attention is seized by Johnny shamelessly flirting with Kitana.

“I’m sorry, You’re 10,000 years old?” Johnny asks in stupor, “Talk about aging gracefully.” She merely shrugs in confirmation. You lean to Kung Lao, “Is he going to flirt with every lady we meet, or are guys still on the table?” He nearly chokes on his chicken at your comment. Kenshi nearly slaps him over the head.

You quiet down when you hear Empress Sindel speak. “My husband Jerrod believed that the future of our realms lay together.” She raises her glass, “Let us move forward in open dialogue. Letting no secrets tear our bonds asunder.

Everyone rises from their seats to lift their glass in toast to the evening. It is Raiden who talks first after her speech. “Your Majesty, It’s an honor to be here and to meet your people,” He looks toward everyone with a smile. “ I can already see there’s more that joins us than divides us.”

It was then you saw that General Shao wasn’t standing. He snarls a laugh before standing to interrupt. “Our peoples could not be more different, champion.” Raiden turns, confused at why he was being rude. “Excuse me?” “You heard me. Earthrealmers are devoid of all–.”

“That is enough, General.” The Empress interjects with authority. The General, annoyed evident on his face, straightened himself. “My apologies, Your Majesty. Perhaps I’ve enjoyed too much of this excellent wine. With your permission. . .”

“You may go.” At her command, he storms off. But not before breaking his chalice. Sindel looks as though he just personally offended her. He may as well have, as his actions could tarnish her reputation. She saves face, however, “Please excuse him, may the feast continue.”

An air of unease still has hold over the atmosphere of the night. Dinner goes as smoothly as possible after the General's outburst. At the night’s end, you all retreat to your chambers for much needed rest. Raiden still has eight more people to face, each more difficult than the last. . .

Morning comes and you all are up bright and early. Is there a word for interrealm ‘jet’ lag? Portal Lag? Oh well. Raiden has managed to beat every opponent he has faced yet. Honestly you're impressed by his stamina, given he’s had few breaks in between battles.

It is past what you assume to be noon, and his series of challengers draws near the end. You are gathered in the courtyard for his final tests.

“You continue to surprise, Raiden.” She begins. “Among others, you have defeated Kotal, Motaro, and Sheeva. Only two fights remain. Are you ready, Earthrealmer?

Raiden steps forward, “I am, your Majesty.” She looks neutrally pleased. “Then next, you face my daughter.” You expected to hear Mileena’s name be called but to everyone’s shock, “Kitana.” You look to see that it is, indeed, Kitana that approaches.

Liu Kang was not prepared for this, but he retains his composure. “Your Majesty, this is unprecedented.” He steps between the two opponents. “Raiden’s next opponent should be your heir.”

Sindel seems to challenge Liu Kang’s objection. “Mileena is unavailable. She’s away on pressing imperial business.” He’s at a loss here. “But I have not prepared him to battle Kitana.” Raiden and Kitana look at each other in confusion.

“He’s already demonstrated great skill. Can he not improvise?” Her patience grows thin with his persistence.

Raiden looks at Liu Kang. “Do not worry. I can do this.” He seems to accept his answer, “Very well.” He walks to his place on the sidelines, as Raiden prepares for his impromptu battle. You knew Mileena had sais as her weapon of choice, you were curious to see what Kitana had up her sleeves.

“I will be no easier to fight than my sister, Earthrealmer.” Kitana readies her stance. Raiden, ever polite, “I suffer under no such delusion, Your Highness.”

“I will win this fight. For her, my Empress, and all of Outworld.” No further conversation is had, the fight begins.

Kitana is unbelievably swift as she starts with a series of kicks and punches. Raiden dodgers and parries by sending a bolt of thunder her way. Your query from earlier is answered as she uses her bladed fans to diffuse the bolt.

She charged at him with her fans spread and swiped at him. He almost lost his foothold trying to move from the double onslaught coming at him. She did manage to get a scrape on him which caused a little blood to flow from his arm.

He hadn’t faultered at all, shocking her with his electricity. She was momentarily stunned and that was all he needed to send spheres of thunder and mass amounts of electricity at her. She couldn’t hold up against it, and she was blown away. Raiden had won the match against Princess Kitana.

You, Lao, and Johnny were hyped together to see Raiden win again. You pulled Kenshi into the hype huddle, much to his chagrin.

“You fight well princess.” “As do you, surprisingly so.” Raiden looked pleased. “I hope we meet again under different circumstances.” You are so going to poke at him for his words to the Princess.

“It’s time for the final match.” At Sindel’s words, Kitana returns to her seat at her side. “It’s a testament to your abilities that you’ve made it thus far. But now you must face General Shao.” The man himself approaches wearing his usual battle armor. Only this time, he is wearing a helmet that covers the top half of his face in a skull detail.

“Victor of Tervarian War. Conqueror of the Kuatan Plains. Defender of the Navala Coast. As has his family for generations, General Shao defends us with zeal and tenacity. All of Outworld is grateful for his service.” The Queen states with pride in her General.

“That’s a notable list of accomplishments, General.” How Raiden doesn't look the least bit nervous is beyond you. “It is a mere fraction.” He raises his battle axe into position as Raiden enters his stance. “A full recitation would take days.” If only the General were as humble as Raiden. Oh well.

The ground shakes as the general gives Raiden no time to fully catch his guard. Just how strong is that axe?! Raiden stumbles to the ground, he quickly rolls out of the way as Shao charges him and brings his weapon down hard. Raiden swings his feet up to connect a charged kick to his opponent.

Shao slams his axe to the ground again, causing the ground to quake. This throws you all off balance as you hold onto each other to stay upright. Raiden, however, was ready for this one and launched into the air. He soars with power straight at the General, making heavy-hitting contact. This throws the General to the ground, leaving him unable to battle.

“It’s over. I have done it!” Raiden looks shocked that he still stands while Shao is on the ground. Sindel stands to give her praise, “Congratulations Raiden. Earthrealm wins.” With that, The Empress, Kitana, and her entourage of onlookers leave the courtyard.

Raiden, ever the kind soul, offers his hand to The General as he struggles to stand. “May I assist you?” Shao swats his hand off. “Stay away Earthrealmer.”

“Well done,” Liu Kang starts with pride. “You have exceeded my greatest expectations.” Raiden nods in acceptance. “Thank you, Lord Liu Kang.” “Because of you, the Outworlders who would disturb the peace will once again be held at bay.” They start walking towards you four. “Come. Let us bid our hosts farewell and return to Earthrealm.”

You are serious for one moment as you bow to the tournament champion. Kung Lao runs to pat Raiden on the shoulder and you all sing your praises to Raiden. “You were so awesome!” you say first. “Well done!” Johnny next. Then Kenshi, “Very impressive!” Lastly, his best friend. “That was fantastic, Raiden. You really showed those Outworlders how it’s done.”

As you walk with your friends and mentor to give your last goodbyes to your hosts, you can’t help but feel a sense of worry. That the tournament was only the beginning. Like the worst is yet to come.

AN: Writing fight scenes is not my strong suit. I’m dookie at it lowkey😭… College might whoop my butt this semester but fuck it we ball🤞

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Khaotic Turn of Events

Havik x reader (Part 3)

WC: 4392

CW: mentions of violence

AN: holy hell it’s been like a month I’m sorry 😭

“Home late, again?” Your mother tutted. You hang your coat on the rack as you walk in the door. “Oh, mom, I’m sorry, I lost track of time again.” You chuckle to hopefully lighten her already sour mood.

“It’s always ‘sorry’ and yet you never do better.” Her words were like a bucket of ice over your head. “There is a curfew you know, or do you live in a make believe world and not the glory of Seidou.” “So what if I live in my own world sometimes,” you fall into a whisper, “It's better than all these rules anyways.”

A muscle in your father’s eye twitches. “What did you say? How ungrateful must you be. Born into the higher society of order, yet you still run around with low-lives.”

Your heart is pounding heavily with anger. How dare they speak about your friend like that? How dare they talk to you like that? You see your parents share a stern look of implicit agreement.

“Pack your bags. You’re out of our house.” It was like they dropped a bombshell on your life.

“WHAT?! Mom? Dad? What do you mean I have to leave?” You were in tears as the news felt like a slap across the face. They might as well have slapped you with how their insistence that you leave stung.

“It’s for your own good, my dear.” Your mother spoke in a calm tone but her body language was that of disdain. Your father spoke next. “You have been corrupted by that peasant boy. You are unruly!” He spoke about Dairou with utter hatred. No concern for life outside the rich.

You don’t know what broke your heart more: the fact your parents were disowning and throwing you out of not only your home, but Orderrealm itself, or that they scorned the one and perhaps only person who ever cared about you.

“Why do you hate him so much? What has he ever done to deserve anything he’s received?” You start the yelling match. Your parents looked upon you with disgust and repulse. Your tears freely flowed down your face, but you had to fight back against injustice.

“Why? WHY?! That boy has utterly ruined you with his filth. You were such a good child until he spread his filth to you. The lower class is naught but the dirt we walk on, and he will always be that. FILTH!” With the pure spite pouring from her lips you knew nothing she could say would ever repair the damage done. Not that she would apologize.

Your father stepped in after the onslaught. “No child of ours will be anything less than perfection. Why couldn’t you have been friends with the other boy in your class? Hotaru exemplifies the greatness of Orderrealm! Yet you had to ruin it. With that slave in the lowest caste.”

“You will NOT speak of him that way. I won’t let you.” You put on false bravado. You were scared. Terrified.

“That is it, we didn’t wish to have to resort to this, but you have tied our hands.” Your father turns the corner and comes back with a small sack of your belongings in tow. “Leave Seidou, and never return. You are unworthy of even calling yourself a Seidan.”

Your heart sank to your stomach. Leave Seidou forever. You can’t. Your whole life was here. You would never see it again. The sunset, the surrounding hills, Dairou. You would never see Dairou again, you couldn’t even tell him you were leaving. Your mind began to spiral as panic flooded your brain.

You stepped backward, unknowingly into the arms of a Seidan guard. When did they get here? Were they planning this? How long have they wished me gone? The guard roughly grabs your arm, holding his polearm in his other hand. Another guard grabs your other hand.

“WAIT! You can’t do this to me!” You wailed as the guards moved you back out of the house and away from the building. “Why are you doing this to me? Don’t you love me?” You begged and pleaded for an answer to their cruelty. What angered you more was that they looked at each other with love, and you with disdain. They acted like newlyweds, waiting to start a family for the first time. Ignoring your existence.

“You will regret this. I swear by the elder gods, you will regret this.” If they heard the venom in your tone, they ignored it. As the guards drug you toward the portal going who knows where, your tears were the only thing you felt as the rage numbed you.

The guards tossed you through the portal. Your old life was no more. With this, you passed out.

You don’t know how long you were out for. All you knew was that you were in a courtyard surrounded by strange men in orange clothing. Many of them had wraps around their bodies. You were approached by a man with long, dark hair and glowing eyes. If you weren't already afraid, you were now.

The man’s gaze softened as he walked. He held his hands up in peace, meaning you no harm. “I am Lord Liu Kang.” He begins, you’re still shaken up, so he continues. “I mean you no ill will. I only wish to help. What is your name?”

You were hesitant to answer. “My name. . . is Y/N.”

“So we find him in Outworld and bring him here for questioning?” Kenshi asked, holding up a charcoal sketched image of the enemy at hand. You stand beside Liu Kang as he briefs you on your mission. “Yes, if what I fear has happened, he is a grave threat to the realms.”

Kenshi rolls up the scroll in his hands. “Anything else?” Liu Kang looks to all of you, “Shang Tsung is a master of deceit. Do not trust a word he utters.”

Johnny chimes in with a quip. “Sounds a lot like my first agent.” You give him a sharp glare, “Be serious Cage.” Kenshi gives him a side-eye too. “It’s a tricky mission. I’d rather Raiden go along than this one.” “HEY!” Johnny snaps, “This one is up for the mission.”

You save Liu Kang his breath. “Raiden would be too recognizable in Outworld. We need the utmost discretion on this mission.” He seems unpleased but accepting of your answer. “And maybe Johnny can get some method acting as a spy.”

“You just said to be serious.” “I told you to be serious.”

Liu Kang speaks once more. “She is right. I am also breaking my word to Empress Sindel by sending you to Outworld.”

You feel the weight of how important this mission is settling into your chest. You know you can do this, Liu Kang believes in you.

You watch Liu Kang reach behind him and pull out a compass of sorts.

“This talisman is attuned to Shang Tsung’s chi. Follow it to him,” He gives the glowing item to Kenshi. “And be careful. May the Elder Gods protect you.” He gives you each a look to bid farewell. However, his gaze lingers on you. You’re not sure what his gaze means, but you hope it means well.

. . . . . . . .

“Ugh, Are we there yet?” You hear Johnny complain for the hundredth time in the past hour. You roll your eyes to Kung Lao who gives you the same look back.

Kenshi groans in annoyance. “Again? How old are you, five?” You chuckle at the mockery. “What can I say? These boots weren’t made for walking.” “But that’s just what they’ll do.” You say, answering his reference.

His eyes light up. “See? She gets the song reference.” Oh, he seems so happy. . . You have to mess with him a little.

“Song? What song?” You act curious. His face falls into confusion. “What? The song by Nancy Sinatra? You completed the line.” He sounds desperate for validation. “Come on Lao, no way she said that if she didn’t get the reference.” Lao just glances over to his direction.

“Don’t bring me into this, but if walking is the most pain you feel today, consider yourself lucky.” Johnny plasters a smirk on his face. “Oh, I’m already lucky. I’ve got Sento strapped to my back.” He seems happy when Kenshi’s agitation grows hearing him brag about the sword.

He just huffs. “I will reclaim it, Cage.” “Got three million? It’s yours.” “You know I don’t have it.” “I bet your Yakuza pals could come up with it. Oh that’s right, you blew them off.” You look to Cage as if to tell him stop before he regrets it. “If there’s one lesson Hollywood’s taught me, it’s never burn bridges. You never know who can help.” Ohhhhhhh. Line crossed big time.

Kenshi turns around and blares his flashlight at Johnny’s face. “The Yakuza are leeches, bleeding out those too weak to resist,” he walks closer to the actor. “I grew up in that life and I never understood it. Why my gain required others’ pain?” Johnny never even blinked at his words.

“I got out. I need my clan out, too,” The rage in his eyes grew. “We can’t be part of their crimes any longer.”

Kenshi never talked about his past with you, now you understand why. It was then that you heard a whirring noise come from the talisman in the swordsman’s hand. Kenshi turns to continue walking. Kung Lao follows, flashing his light into Johnny’s face. As you walk past you speak lowly.

“Not everything is about money or fame, Johnny. May the Elder Gods drill that lesson into your brain some day.” You hear him groan as you walk to follow your other companions.

As you follow the compass, you come across a colony of humanoid creatures. Creatures that are apparently in the midst of battle. Johnny already has his phone out, recording the fight; most likely using the footage as a reference for his next project.

“What’s your precious say?” Kenshi holds the talisman outward. “That Shang Tsung is among those. . . things.” “Oh, my fans are gonna go nuts cosplaying them at Cage Con.” You’re somehow shocked. “You have a whole convention dedicated to you?” He simplys smiles and shrugs his shoulders like it’s no big deal. “You are the walking definition of narcissism.” He frowns, much to your amusement.

You can see one creature in particular being held by both arms and dragged out to the center of the colony. You then see a man with long dark hair with a syringe approach him from behind. Wait. He looks like–

“That’s Shang Tsung.” Lao beats you to the realization. “Let’s jump him after he’s done,” Johnny suggests. “Oh! In “Fists of Iron” we did this thing where like–” He swings his fist as Kenshi interjects. “We are not basing strategy on your movies Cage.”

The thought is interrupted as you view the scene below. The creature held captive is struggling against the guards, but he was knocked down to his knees. Shang Tsung held up the syringe to his neck, and plunged the needle in. You cringe as the captive writhes in pain.

Suddenly, the man held down broke free from his restraints. Downing the first guard, quickly felling the second, he takes the offensive against Shang Tsung. Everyone in the colony delves into battle. The creature strikes at your target. Regardless of his defensive stance, the blows he takes are harsh.

“On second thought,” Johnny begins. “This scene’s playing fine without us. I say we let them finish it.” Yawning that last part, Kenshi chimes in. “We have to save Shang Tsung. Liu Kang needs him alive.” You sigh. “As much as I hate it, he’s right.” The four of you charge down the small cliff you were on and join the fray.

As the monster was just about to finish Shang Tsung, Kenshi jumped on his back, swinging him around. He managed to kick all three of you as you came in to help, knocking you to the ground momentarily. Winded, you stumble to your feet. As you were all distracted, the sorcerer shifts into the form of one of the creatures, quickly assimilating into the crowd. You lost him.

“What the–” Johnny cuts you off. “How did he do that?” You were dumbfounded still that you had lost your target. You snapped back to attention as Kenshi began his battle with the main man; leaving you, Johnny, and Lao to fight the rest of them off.

One of the creatures charges after you. You step to the left, ducking under Lao as he punches it in the face. You sweep the next two, knocking them to the ground. You move to the group on the left while taking out Reaper, leaving Johnny and Kung Lao to take care of the group on the right.

You swing your weapon to hit the first, bringing it back to hit the second. You reel it back and hold the rope at mid range to rapidly strike your next foe. One managed to slip past your guard to strike you in your already bruised stomach. You fall back to clutch your abdomen, but not before three more come your way. You clench your teeth through the pain to defend yourself. Uppercutting the first, forward kicking the second, and whipping your yo-yo into the chin of the third.

At this time, the three of you back your way to Kenshi. The swarm of monsters circle you, closing in slowly.

“You got us into this. How about getting us out?” Kenshi steels himself at Johnny’s words. “I know what this looks like, but we don’t work for Shang Tsung.” The man in front did not seem to believe him.

“If not, why save him?” His voice is gravelly, almost painful sounding. “Because Liu Kang, Earthrealm’s Protector, wants to question him,” Kenshi explains desperately. “He thinks Shang Tsung may be a threat to both our realms.”

He seems to accept this answer reluctantly. Kenshi holds out his hand in greeting, but he does not return the gesture.

“Our kind do not shake hands.” He growls. Kenshi quickly retracts his hand. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to offend.” “Don’t you know what we are?” He questions. It’s times like these you wish you paid more attention in those classes. “No, we don’t.”

The man gestures to the rest of the colony. “We are victims of Tarkat,” He begins to explain. “The disease is not easily gotten, but you can’t risk more close exposure.” At this, Johnny swiftly wipes his hands on his chest plate earning a glare from you.

The tarkatan continues, “It disfigures, then debilitates. In time, it will turn us all into blood-thirsty monsters.” What a cruel fate, you think to yourself.

“So you weren’t always like this?” Lao asks. It's hard to tell if the man is perpetually angry with your presence or that’s just a resting face. “I was once a rich merchant. But when I became ill, I was banished. Now I run this colony.” You couldn’t imagine living with this disease. You hold respect for the man who now introduces himself. “I am Baraka.”

Respect or no, you need answers. “What does Shang Tsung want with your bone marrow, Baraka?” The tarkatan looks downcast. “I don’t know. But he comes here each month to harvest it.”

Kenshi continues, “Release us and we’ll capture Shang Tsung. And we’ll find out why he’s been coming here, I promise.”

Baraka looks to his fellow members of the disease, “Let them go.” Kenshi looks relieved, “Thank you. We won't let you down.”

The red clad man pulls the talisman out from his pocket, only to find it was broken. “Damn. This was guiding us to Shang Tsung. Now we can’t find him.” “His laboratory is near,” he states. “I’ll take you.”

Knowing what little you do about this horrid spellcaster, you have a sinking feeling settling in your stomach.

….

After wandering past the Tarkatan colony and through the woods, you come to a medium-sized building. Shang Tsung’s laboratory. You pictured something more menacing, although keeping a low profile would help his case. Either way, you dread what’s to come.

“Any idea what to expect?” Johnny muses. “No,” Baraka states. “I’ve never been inside.” “I couldn’t imagine you’d want to.” You chime.

“Stay here. We’ll check it out.” Kenshi says. At this, you and the others head toward the entrance of the building, leaving Baraka to hope you come back alive.

….

You and the others enter the building, your caution at an all time high. Kenshi, leading the group, opens the door at the top of the stairs leading to the top floor of the laboratory. You hear Shang Tsung speaking about something with Kytinn larvae, whatever the hell that is.

You, Kenshi, Johnny, and Kung Lao reach the top of the staircase but remain hidden by the stone wall lining the stairs. You crouch down to remain unseen as you listen into his conversation.

“How can you be sure?” You see the High Mage, Rain, and the Leader of the Umgadi, Tanya stand beside an unconscious Princess Mileena. What on Earth Realm is going on? It was then, you heard where Baraka’s bone marrow went, sending a chill down your spine. “Because it was brewed from freshly extracted Tarkatan marrow,” He states matter-of-factly. ‘It couldn’t be more potent.”

Kung lao says what you’re thinking, “He’s infecting her with Tarkat.” “And he’s got two of Sindel’s top dogs in on it,” Johnny adds. “No wonder Liu Kang was worried about this guy.”

The four of you crouch down to devise your game plan. “We need to stop them.” Kenshi starts. “Save a distressed damsel? Sure thing.” Let’s do this.

You run out from where you were hiding and announce your presence. “Get away from her!” Kenshi states sternly. “You bitch!” You know you did not just hear that come from Johnny’s mouth. The actor looks so smug for his reference no one gets.

Kung Lao pushes his arm. “Excuse me?” You all look at Johnny with annoyed confusion. “You know, the movie? Tiny girl, ginormous alien,” he mimes the scene. “Ripley!” You just shake your head in disbelief he would pull a joke at a time like this. Dimwit.

“No? Seriously?” Back to the mission at hand.

“Earthrealmers?” Rain begins. “How did they find us?” “They’ve already seen too much.” Tanya interjects.

She charges at Johnny and Kung Lao first, swinging her sanjiegun. Before Rain or Shang Tsung could react, you and Kenshi were already charging at them. Shooting out your yo-yo to knock the syringe out of the sorcerer's hand. He looks at you with some sort of death wish making you smirk as you pull Reaper back to your hand.

His eyes whip to Rain, “I need time. Buy it for me.” He scurries off to another part of his lab. You attempt to rush after him but the Hydromancer blocks your way with his staff.

“Liu Kang sent you, didn’t he?” Rain sneers. “Sent you to learn our secrets!” “He sent us here for Shang Tsung. But it looks like he’s just part of the problem.” Kenshi says, and you follow. “Just hand him over Rain. He only means to deceive all of us.”

Rain simply tuts before summoning his hydro powers. He creates a blast of water, hurdling it straight at you both. Either of you go separate ways to dodge, then make your own attacks from either side of him. You shoot Reaper out to wrap around his staff as Kenshi draws his sword. With your yo-yo trying to tear the staff away from him, he struggles to break free with Kenshi about to strike.

Suddenly, Rain yanks on his staff causing you to lose balance and fall to the floor. However, not before Kenshi slashes through the taught yo-yo string disarming you. Fuck.

Rain regains control of his staff and dodges Kenshi’s slash. You stumble from your feet, pocketing your broken weapon. Fists it is, then.

You gain your fighting stance and throw practiced punches at the mage. You manage to land the first few hits, but then he sweeps your feet with his staff and blasts you away with a powerful gust of water. Your back smacked the stone wall with a painful crack, knocking the wind out of you.

Kenshi makes trained slashes at the mage next. Successfully evading the blasts, he managed to beat the hydromancer and knock him to the ground.

Having beat Rain, you look over to see how Kung Lao and Johnny were doing. Not great considering Kung Lao got slammed in the face and Johnny practically did a backflip with how hard he got hit.

She was about to go for another blow, but Kenshi ran up behind her and flipped her around and away from Johnny.

“I thought Umgadi were loyal to the royal house,” Kenshi disdains. “Yet here you are, scheming against the princess.” Tanya has the nerve to act offended. “You trespass in Outworld, interfere in imperial matters.It is you, not I, who is the schemer here.” Thus, their battle begins.

You try to get up, but a sharp jolt shoots through your back. It’s only a pulled muscle, but you know it will bruise quickly if one hasn’t already formed. Since you can’t help Kenshi, you slowly try to scoot over to where Kung Lao and Johnny lay to make sure they’re alright.

You make it to Lao who has managed to sit up from where he lay. “Are you all good Lao?” He heaves a sigh. “Yeah, I’m good. BUt you seem a little worse for wear.” His comment makes you scoff. “Yes, I suppose getting flung into a stone wall will do that to you.”

You were about to check on Johnny, but he chimes in before you could ask. “Damn that hurt.” “Glad you’re not dead then.” You chuckle as Lao helps you to your feet. Just as Kenshi beats Tanya does Johnny get up from the ground with Lao's help.

Kenshi huffs, out of breath having won. “Step away from the table.” He holds his sword out to the sorcerer making a new serum.

“This is twice you’ve been a thorn in my side,” He slowly glances back, clearly annoyed. “You Earthrealmers do have unhealthy habits.” Johnny interjects. “You heard him. You’re not infecting her with Tarkat.”

He has the nerve to look offended. “I am trying to protect her, not infect her.” “Like we’d believe that.” You shout. “We’ve heard about how you lie. Excuse us if we’re skeptical,” Kenshi looks toward him, then to your group. “Cover him.” The swordsman leaves to go check on Mileena from around the corner.

You step forward, “Just put the syringe down, Shang Tsung.” However stern your voice was, it was not enough to make him yield. “You do not understand what you’re getting yourselves into.” He sneers.

It was then you heard the sounds of Mileena’s pained struggles. Kenshi shouting, “Princess? What’s wrong?!”

Kung Lao grabs onto Shang Tsung’s arm. “What did you do to her?” The spellcaster attempts to yank his arm away. “It’s what you’ve done, fool! Let me help her before it’s too late.”

The screams continue, sounding more painful than the last. The click of the one buckle holding her in place didn’t sound for much longer before a rip came from it. The worst sound you heard was that of her flesh molding and tearing away to reveal sharp teeth much like Baraka’s

“Now do you believe, Earthrealmers?” Shang Tsung states with alarming calm. Kenshi backs into your view, with the monster that is Princess Mileena shortly after. As trained as his face is, you can still see the glimmer of terror in his eyes.

“What do we do?” Kenshi asks quickly. “Keep her occupied. I need time to finish more serum.” Picking up two vials, he begins his work once more. “Johnny, a hand here?” You hear the rising panic in his voice at the request.

Johnny rushes to his side. You try to go, but you fear you may collapse as you feel a sharp pain in your back once more. You stick with Kung Lao who is scrutinizing the sorcerer's work. You glance over your shoulder to see the battle between the infected princess and Kenshi begin. After a few minutes, that felt like hours, you see Shang Tsung finish up the serum. “Johnny, Kung Lao, hold her down.” The two rush over to hold her by the arms.

“It’s now or never Shang Tsung!” Kenshi shouts as they’ve got Mileena on the ground. Shang Tsung loads the syringe with the serum and heads over. Not before she broke out of their hold, knocking them out of the way.

Time seemed to stop as you witnessed the horrid sight of Kenshi’s sight being robbed from him. Blood sprayed everywhere. Your heart stopped as you heard the deafening cries of agony from your friend. “Kenshi!” Johnny cries. You fall to your knees in a state of shock, unable to will your body into motion.

Tears welled into your eyes as Mileena raised her sais up once more to strike a final blow. Shank. You thought she did it until you saw the vial plunged into her neck.

“By the gods, Mileena!” A new female voice exclaimed. Oh no. It was Princess Kitana. In the midst of more guards and known faces come in, you crawl your way over to Kenshi. Oh my gods. What should I do? He’s out cold. You hold his head in your lap to make him more comfortable.

“What’s happened here, sorcerer?” Kitana demands. The man in question saves face, only for himself. “These people were sent to disrupt your sister’s treatment and scandalize Outworld by revealing her illness.” His words were like an ice bucket over your head. No way.

“What? That’s totally fake news!” Johnny tried to plead, but was promptly knocked out by the Shokan guard. Going for Lao next, your friend manages to block the first hit. Promptly followed by a punch to the gut, then to his head. You shoot your attention to Kitana. You begged, but it was too late. “Princess, please you have to believe u-”

Drunk Desires

Buggy x reader

WC: 2K

CW: DUB CON, somnophilia, drunk sex, cunnilingus, cum on stomach, p in v sex, buggy is kinda pathetic in this but i need him so bad it doesn't matter.

AN: I've been convinced to watch One Piece finally and I want that clown like my life depends on it.

The night was full of fun and excitement as you all celebrated another successful show. It felt like the drinks and laughs were endless. You’d surely feel the alcohol by the next morning. But for now all you wanted to do was dance to the music and poorly attempt to fight Cabaji. Which promptly landed you on your ass. You didn’t mind, at this point everything was funny to you. 

Eventually the night was drawing close to the end and you managed to down quite a lot of alcohol. You stumbled your way to what you thought were your dorms but managed to go the complete opposite direction. Ending up in front of your Captain’s quarters you entered without thinking. You thought nothing wrong as the man was nowhere to be seen. 

Plopping down on the bed, you kick off your shoes and nestle your head into the pillows. You breathe in the scent of the sheets noting that it doesn’t smell like yours but ultimately ignoring the fact that, no, this is not your bed, and you came in here by mistake. You fall asleep almost instantly having been worn out by this night's lively events.

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Buggy was pissed. He hated seeing you be that close to his subordinates. He didn’t drink that much but tonight he needed to take his mind off you having had a glass, or three, more than usual. He opened the door to his quarters, hoping to rub his frustration out and go to sleep. He stopped in his tracks when he saw the object of said frustration sleeping oh so soundly on his bed. 

He couldn’t help the way his eyes roamed over your sleeping form. He couldn’t help the way he moved forward towards you. He couldn’t help his hand reaching towards you, to grace your skin slightly with his touch. He couldn’t help the way your body was practically begging for him to take you. 

You were out like a light, not stirring one bit as his hands roamed up and down your legs. Even through the fabric of your pants he could feel just how toned your legs were from all the training for the shows. Shows you put on for him. He loved seeing you perform, absolutely entranced by the way you move. 

God you were perfect, made just for him. He always took what was his, even if it wasn’t his just yet. 

His mind was clouded by the liquor and his sheer need to remove the clothing between him and you. He reached up to unbutton your pants, slowly working them down so as to not wake you. He wants to take his time, savoring this moment, if only to think that he wouldn’t get another chance like this. 

He trailed kisses down your thigh as each inch of skin became more exposed. He pulled them off all the way and discarded them by your shoes you previously removed. His breath hitched as he saw the bright red underwear you wore. He removed his gloves, eyes never leaving your body. 

He reached his hand down to cup you clothed heat, gently rubbing. He tried to tell himself to stop, but the way your underwear became wet from his fingers removed all notion of that thought from his mind. While still working on you below, he reached his other hand up to sneak beneath your shirt. 

He straddled your waist as he used both hands to push up your shirt to reveal a matching cherry red bra. Who did you wear these for? I couldn’t possibly have been him, could it? He cupped your breasts from over your bra, circling his thumbs over your hardened buds. He froze as you slightly stirred in your sleep. Letting out a slight moan from the small pleasure he was giving you. 

The sweet noise went straight to his groin as he could feel himself growing harder by the second. He pulled down your bra to reveal your supple breasts. He let himself be selfish if only for a moment by leaning down to suck on your hard nipples. His face paint smeared on your perfect skin, tainting your flesh. 

He switched his ministrations to the opposite bud, showing all of you his affection and hidden desires. He leaned back to shrug his jacket and hat off, then gently removed his gloves. His breath caught in his throat as his bare skin touched yours. His gaze turned upward and his eyes were transfixed on your lips. 

He pulled himself to hover over you, mouth hesitantly waiting above yours. Does he dare cross this line? He had already done this much to defile you, he may as well carry on. His lips gently attach to yours as he savors the sweet taste of you. The taste he could only dream of. He reaches down to play with your slick cunt again as he slips his tongue to swirl around your mouth. 

He felt your body twitch from the pleasure. He couldn’t help the way his pelvis ground down into your hips in response. He was mesmerized by the response your body was giving him. He released your mouth with a long spit trail connecting your lips. He couldn’t wait any longer. He needed to taste you.

Roaming his hands down your disheveled, sleeping form, he hooked his fingers underneath the waistband of your panties and pulled them down. His eyes never left your revealed cunt as he bent down to attach his mouth to your glistening lips. Licking a wet stripe up your pussy. He groans at the taste of you, sending vibrations up your heat. He dipped a finger into your entrance, testing the waters. 

He pumped his digit in and out at a slow pace, terrified that if you wake it will all be over. After he works a second finger in, he sucks gently on your clit, reveling in the way your body squirms beneath him. His self restraint is quickly slipping as he is losing himself in your sweet juices and soft moans you’re giving him. 

He feels your hips buck up to him, your breath catching ever so slightly. He knows you’re close to the edge and he quickened his pace to give it to you. He sent his detached hand to your mouth to cover your lips as you let out louder moans as you woke. His tongue kept circling around your clit, letting you ride your high as you came around his fingers. 

His thumb stroked your chin as his fingers entered your mouth, silencing you. You opened your teary eyes, the sheer pleasure from the orgasm waking you up. While still hazy from the alcohol, you absent mindedly suck on his fingers making him groan as he grinds into the mattress. 

You hum around his hand as you look down to see your clothes askew and the culprit below your hips panting like a dog gone into heat. He pulls your mouth to his before you could say anything that would indicate you didn’t want this. Not that you would have anyways, this is a dream come true to you. 

His wet muscle roamed around your mouth once more as he grabbed your chest. He pulled your waist to his as he thrusted his clothed erection against your naked form. Your mind still reeling from waking up to bliss couldn’t help but go along with him making out with you. 

You moan into his sloppy kisses as you card your hand through his long blue locks. He felt his knees grow weak with the desire growing between his legs. He looks to you, his want for you evident in his gaze as he trails his hands over your waist. He wants you to say it. He needs you to say it.

“Buggy, hah, please.” You beg for him, desperate to feel his hands on you again. You reach for his pants to undo the clasp holding them together. He lets a low whine escape as your touch feels like bliss on his hardened length. He lets you pull his erection from his pants and nearly collapses on himself at the feeling. 

“Sweetheart, I need you to say it.” He says while grinding himself onto you. Letting his tip catch on your clit, you breathe out “Please fuck me, Captain.” Those words were all he needed to hear as he entered you. Barely being able to hold back his need to be fully inside of you now, he manages to work his way in to let you adjust. 

You let out a rather loud moan at the feeling of him being fully sheathed in you to which Buggy promptly covers your mouth. “Mmmph, baby as much as I wanna hear you scream for me, you gotta promise to keep your voice down. Okay?” The words pained him as he wanted nothing more than to hear all the pretty noises you’d make for him. You nod despite his hand still covering the lower half of your face.

He gives a few experimental thrusts when he feels that you are adjusted to him. You wrap your arms around his neck as he starts picking up the pace. He feels like he’s losing his mind as you clench around him the way you do. Your muffled moans like honey to his ears as you try desperately to stay quiet. 

Tears well up in your eyes from the pleasure, the effects from the alcohol heightening your sensitivity. You pull him close to you as you breathe out into his neck. “Buggy, you feel so good.” The words made his heart soar until you added. “If this is a dream, I never want to wake up.” This made his heart sore.

The guilt from using you in your sleep, your most vulnerable state, crashed into him like a tidal wave. Tears welled in his eyes at how willing you’d give yourself to him in your dreams and he couldn’t even control himself around you. 

“Buggy ple--.”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” He starts between thrusts. “I can’t control myself around you anymore.” A tear ran down his cheek. “I’ve needed you for so long, you feel so good wrapped around me.” He bent over to suck a dark mark into your neck as he reached a hand down to play with your clit once more. 

The knot in your stomach is quickly forming from the added pleasure, you feel yourself about to cum. 

“Buggy, I’m gonna cum.” You rushed your words, not knowing how much longer you can hold out for. His eyes went wide as if he couldn’t believe this was finally happening. No matter how much he wanted this, he still couldn't rid himself of the guilt quick enough. 

“Baby, I’m so sorry. I-I just need you so much. I-” 

His words were cut off as you spoke softly to him. “Don’t be sorry, I love you.” You quickly finished after those words, biting your lip to somewhat manage to stay quiet. The feeling of you cumming around him was enough to throw him over the edge as well. He quickly pulled out as hot ropes of his cum shot onto your exposed stomach and breasts. 

He collapsed on top of you, exhausted, only holding his weight up a little. His eyes shot to your face, desperately scanning for any signs of regret, anger, hatred, disgust, anything that would show how much you hate him now. But he found nothing. Only teary eyed love and a flushed face before him. One that was quickly growing more and more sleepy with each passing second. 

He held you in his arms as you relaxed, coming down from your high. Your head cradled in his neck as he wrapped his arms around you. He rested his chin on your head as you drifted into the confines of sleep once more. “I love you too, sweetheart.”

Khaotic Turn of Events

Havik x Reader Ch. 1.5

(Side plot where we actually interact with other characters)

CW: sad Kung Lao, that’s about it lmao

WC: 1855

A/N: actual second chapter next week tehe💖

Your mind is racing with too many thoughts to comprehend at once. You feel overwhelmed. Why? Because you leave for Outworld tomorrow morning.The stress of preparation has kept you up all night. You have to make sure that you’ll have everything you need. . . and may not need, but there could be a situation where you need all the backup Yo-yo string you have in your drawers.

Stopping your pacing, you take a deep breath in, then out. Calm down. You still have time to double, maybe triple, check your bag. But that will come later. For now, you need to find your fellow champions. Putting a pin in your stress-packing, you leave to find the boys.

You find Johnny and Kenshi first, as they’re both in Kenshi’s room. Kenshi looks exhausted and a little annoyed. However, the reason isn’t that hard to find. Johnny is non stop talking about his Hollywood movies. You pause at the door and wait for permission to enter.

Kenshi notices you first. When Johnny sees that he isn’t listening anymore, he turns to look for the distraction. He smiles and waves you in.

“Hey! I was just talking about one of my movies. Wanna hear about it?” He smiles so wide like a kid. He really loves his own movies, doesn't he? Before you could foolishly say yes, Kenshi interrupts you. “Sure, say yes,” He deadpans. “He’ll only talk your ear off for 3 hours!” He shoots daggers at the actor with his eyes.

“Oh come on Takahashi. It’s only been about 30 minutes. At BEST!” You sense Kenshi’s growing agitation before it shows on his face. “You have been running on and on about your dumb movies since we came back from dinner at 6. It’s 9:30 now!” You finally chime in, “Johnny, I think you might need to get a watch.” He frowns, “Oh hush.”

Kenshi just sighs and Johnny starts sulking, trying to get more attention. “Anyways, did you need something?” You look at him like he grew a second head. You were so caught up in their petty squabble that you forgot why you came here. “I didn’t really need anything. I was just stressing myself out packing. I just needed to get my mind off of it. That’s all.” You shrug as the other men nod.

“Well I would have been packed a long time ago if it weren’t for someone here.” Johnny feigns being offended. You stifle a laugh at their bickering. They either snicker or scoff at you finding amusement in the situation at hand. When Kenshi shoots up from his bed to point fingers into Johnny’s chest is when you decide to intervene.

You whip out Reaper from your short’s pocket. Giving it a few spins you throw the yo-yo in their direction. You watch in delight as Reaper wraps around the two, tying them together. Johnny loses his balance and falls forward with Kenshi landing on top of him.

Johnny’s pained cry can be heard as he’s always loud. He wheezes out, “Not cool dude! Kenshi, get off. You’re squishing my beautiful face into the ground.” Kenshi squirms to attempt getting out of Reaper’s hold. “I would be faster if you would just sit still for five seconds.”

They both would have hit the other by now if they had full range of their hands. Your eyes feel wet as tears start to well up in your eyes. “GAHAH,” You doubled over. “You two should see your faces right now.” You let out a string of cackles. Your stomach hurts from roaring at the situation. All you get in return is glares from your two friends. “Untie us Y/N.” “Get him off me!” They shout in unison.

You chuckle the whole way walking over to them. You really tied them tight. It took full effort to get the string untangled. Finally getting the last loop undone, they push themselves off eachother. You skillfully recall the yo-yo back to your hand. With the looks they give you, you almost think that they’re tired of your pranks.

With that, Kenshi ushers you both out of his room. He did have to pack after hearing a whole TED Talk about Johnny’s movies. You and Johnny continuously laugh as you walk to find Raiden and he walks to his room. Probably to pack at least three more hand mirrors.

As you head down the halls of the Wu Shi, you feel more relaxed. You quickly find Raiden’s room as you are all grouped close together. You knock gently on the door. You hear soft footsteps coming to the door as he slides it open. He was surprised to see you but welcomed you in.

“Hey Raiden,” You plop down on a chair in his room. “How’s packing going for you?” He sits on his bed not too far from you. “I was done packing earlier this morning. I’ll take it that everyone else isn’t done?” He chuckles slightly. “I might be avoiding mine and Kenshi had an unfair distraction.” You look at him but Raiden gives you a confused look. “Johnny was said unfair distraction. Let’s be thankful that we didn’t have to hear about his movies for three hours.” You grimace. Raiden only has a baffled expression on his face.

“Three hours? I knew Johnny could talk endlessly, but I’m surprised Kenshi put up with it that long.” He smiles as he removes his hat to put it on the nightstand. “I totally thought Kenshi was gonna hit him after I tied them together,” The mental image in your head makes you snort. “Raiden, are you ready for tomorrow?”

He looks up at that question, then looks away sheepishly. “I don’t know. I’m nervous that I won’t be the champion Lord Liu Kang wants me to be.” His hand rubs the back of his neck. “Rai, you’ll be fine. You were chosen for a reason.” You smile softly at him and he relaxes a little. Standing from your seat, you move over to the bed and put your hand on the man’s shoulder.

“Whatever you could possibly lack in strength, you make up for in heart.” He looks directly at you hearing those words. You seem to have struck a chord in his mind as he looks more assured than before. “You give me too much praise. Thank you, I will not let you guys down.” “Atta boy, that’s the spirit. Now I have to go. I still need to find Lao. Good night Raiden.” “Good night.” He waves you off as you leave and close his door.

Honestly, it feels like you haven’t seen Kung lao since breakfast this morning. We had the day off to relax before the tournament. Thank the Gods for that. You make your way to Kung Lao’s room with ease, however, you make a quick detour to the kitchen to grab some chips. You two play games and have snacks together often, so you know his favorite kind of treats.

You knock on the door, “Hey Lao, you in there? I have snacks.” You hope the snacks will get him to run to the door. Nothing. That’s weird. He never refuses snacks. You knock again, and after no response you think he must be asleep. You turn to leave, before you hear the door creek open. You turn around only to be met with a disheveled Lao.

Your face drops to worry and you open the door farther to see the mess his room is. “Lao? What’s wrong, what happened?” You put the bag of chips aside and move him back to sit on his bed. He wipes away the remnants of his tear streaked face. Sniffling, “You brought snacks?” You pause, that's what he wants after crying? Makes sense. You retrieve the chip bag and open it, leaning the bag toward him.

He takes a chip, and eats it. He stiffens as he feels your hand caress his back. “You can tell me what’s wrong. I want to help you.” He keeps his head low, not wanting to make eye contact. “I just– It’s that,” He calms himself with a deep breath. “I’m jealous of Raiden, and I hate that I feel this way because he’s my best friend.” You're shocked at his response. He is so carefree. You never thought anything got to him. “Can you tell me why you’re jealous?”

He looks at you like he might start crying again. “It’s because. . . he got the title of champion and I didn’t. I’m so happy and proud of him. But I just wish that it was me. I carry the name of the Great Kung Lao. How am I supposed to honor that name if I wasn’t even good enough to be champion?” Your heart breaks for your friend at his confession.

You rub circles into his back to give him some comfort. He pushes his face into his hands. “I’m such a horrible friend.” That takes you aback. He is nothing of the sort and you will let him know, right now. “Kung Lao, you are not a horrible friend. You’ve always been there when we needed you.”

He sniffles, “Really?” You smile, “Yes of course. And being jealous doesn’t make you a bad person. Everyone gets jealous, it’s a part of being human. What makes me so proud of you is that you can recognize those feelings, and not let them get the best of you. That takes being a great friend to do.”

You thought that he couldn’t hug you tighter in that moment than when you said, “Your ancestors would be proud of you Lao.” You probably felt a rib pop but this is fine. When he lets go he wipes the tears from his eyes.

He looks at you, “And what about you? You don’t feel jealous that Raiden is the champion and you didn’t get a chance to compete?” Your heart pounded. “You know I’ve waited almost my whole life for the tournament. Despite how badly I wanted to participate, I knew I wouldn’t be able to. I’m not from Earthrealm, but it is my home.”

“Does that not hurt?” “Of course it doesn’t, but I’ve made my peace with it. Regardless if I was born here or not, home is what we make it, not where we come from.”

“Thank you Y/N. You’re the best. Now. . . Are you gonna eat the rest of the chips?” You both burst out laughing at how he still thinks with his stomach. “No, you can have them. And if anyone asks I’ll blame Johnny. Now get some sleep, Champion of Friends, we have a long day ahead of us tomorrow. Goodnight.” “Goodnight.”

He covers himself up with the blanket, but you still hear him crunching on his chips. He won’t be going to be soon. You chuckle to yourself at how many crumbs will be in his bed by morning.

You’re exhausted, but that doesn’t change how excited you are for the tournament tomorrow. You swear the moment you hit the bed you’ll pass out. And that you did. . .

Khaotic Turn of Events

Havik x Reader (ch 2.5)

WC: 1500

CW: none, Raiden’s mini chapter

AN: sorry for the late chapter, college lmaooooo

All this changing back and forth from the realms is weird. You thought to yourself. As you all step foot back into Wu Shit, it is dark. It was 3:00 pm back in Outworld. I’m not going to be able to sleep. You sigh in mental exhaustion. Even though you yourself hadn’t fought anyone, the events of everything in the last 24 hours were crazy enough to wear you out.

You all give your last praises to Raiden before you all go to your rooms. You stretch your arms outward, walking through the quiet corridors to your room. You feel as though you’ve been wearing the same clothes for too long. The heat in Outworld was also pretty bad.

You make your way to the bathroom attached to your room, you grab some clothes from your dresser on the way. Setting your clothes on the sink counter, you start the shower water. You put your hand under the faucet, making sure it’s at the right temperature.

Once you decide it was warm enough, you undress and step into the awaiting water. You let out a sigh of pleasure as the warm water ran across your skin, soothing your sore muscles. Feeling the dirt and stress of the tournament wash away.

As you wash yourself, your mind wanders to the dreams you’ve been having. How you used to smile with your first friend. The bracelet on your arm a reminder that you would always be there for each other. You frown. Always be there for eachother. Dairou. You can’t help but think about where he is now. If you would ever see him again.

You scrub the downcast thoughts from your mind as you let your nails massage your scalp. Once you’ve finished in the shower, you dry yourself off and get dressed. You decide to wind down with a nice book. You pick out the novel of your choice from your shelf. You get comfy on your chair and pull a blanket up on your lap.

After a few pages, you decide you want some tea while you read. You put your bookmark on the page and set the book off to the side. You make your way out of your room, quietly down the halls toward the kitchen. You expected to be alone when you arrived at the kitchen, but to your surprise, you saw Raiden. It might be dark, but you can still make out his form in front of the stove top.

“It seems we both had the same idea.” You softly say, catching his attention. You turn on a small light. You see Raiden’s gentle smile as you walk toward the cabinet, grabbing your own mug. “Can you pour me a cup?” He nods and grabs the kettle to pour the boiling water in both your glasses.

“So, what are you doing up so late?” He asks as you both sit down at the table for a little chat. “I could ask you the same thing,” you remark. “I couldn’t sleep just yet. Too much excitement.” Hearing him chuckle, you knew he was the same way this evening.

“Yeah, I thought I would have been able to sleep, but I couldn’t manage.” He takes a small sip of his beverage. You stare at your glass, the dark colored liquid swirling around mesmerizing you.

“What was it like?” He stares at you, confused. You continue, “To battle those in Outworld.” He sets his cup down. “It was quite the challenge. Each fighter was incredibly skilled. Though, there were times I. . .” You gaze at him as he thinks about his next words. “I thought I was going to lose.”

This answer somewhat surprised you. You knew Raiden was a very strong fighter, he won the tournament to prove it. But you knew he was human like the rest of you, he had his doubts. He was not the oh so cocky Kung Lao or Johnny Cage. He was modest to a fault.

“Why did you think you were going to lose?” You ask. He seems contemplative. Like he is unsure himself why he thought that. “Everyone that I went up against had years on me. They had far more fighting experience than me, and I thought I wouldn’t be good enough to beat them,” he takes another sip of tea before continuing. “But I knew I had to win, to protect Earthrealm.”

You sigh at his answer. Why does everyone feel that they must shoulder the weight of the world? “Raiden, you might be Earthrealm’s champion, but you don’t need to shoulder the burden of protecting us all by yourself. In no lifetime, this one or the next, would we ever be disappointed in you needing us to help you.”

He seems to be staring at you, still registering your words. You tack on, “We’ve had each other's backs since day one, and we still do.” He seems to relax a little at your words of affirmation.

“I just thought people expected so much of me, that I had to be strong. That I had to do everything myself.” You put a hand over his comfortingly, “Rai, if I had known that being champion stressed you out so much, we could have chatted over tea a long time ago.” You chuckle, releasing his hand.

He lets out a small laugh with you, “I suppose you’re right. Thank you for letting me talk.”

“It’s absolutely no trouble, we can talk anytime you’d like.” As you finish your drink, you walk over to the sink to wash it and turn it over to let it dry. Raiden trails behind you to do the same. As you turn to return to your bedroom, you spot a figure with glowing eyes in the doorway.

“Lord Liu Kang,” you both bow, “We were just heading off to bed now.”

He looks at you both with a relaxed expression, but you can also see that he has something on his mind.

Sending this, you speak up. “Is there something you needed to say to us, Lord Liu Kang?” He lets out a small sigh, a small glimpse into the stress that plagues him.

“You never fail to read my mind.” His expression falls back into a more serious one. “Yes, if you would both sit back down, please.”

You and Raiden take your seats, somewhat anxious to know what he has to say.

“Y/N, I must send you and the others on a mission in Outworld. This will be dangerous, perhaps your biggest challenge yet. I need you to find a powerful sorcerer that may be corrupting the Royal House of Outworld from the inside.”

“How dangerous is this spellcaster? Surely he couldn’t be dangerous enough that you would need to send all of us?” You try to make light of the impending mission, but the look from Liu Kang says all you need to know. Extremely dangerous.

“With all five of us there, then I’m sure we will be fine.” You look confidently toward Raiden. “We will do just fine, Lord Liu Kang.” He agrees.

Liu Kang looked downward for only a moment, “Raiden, you will stay here.”

Well, you can’t say you were expecting that answer. “What? Why wouldn’t Raiden come with us?” You question. “Surely, our chances of success would be greater if he came with us.”

Raiden put a gentle hand on your shoulder. “I’m sure Lord Liu Kang has good reason to make me stay. Let him explain before we jump to conclusions.” You calm down, and nod for him to continue. “Due to the Tournament, Raiden has become a popular face to those in Outworld. He would be too recognizable. The mission I am entrusting to you is one that requires your utmost discretion.”

You still look nervous. Liu Kang reaches across the table to put his hand over yours. His gaze is soft, but stern. “Y/N, you have been my student for many years. You have exceeded my greatest expectations for you, and you still continue to prove that you are strong,” your heart lightens at his words, not realizing how much you needed to hear them. “I believe that you and the others can accomplish this mission I’m giving you.”

The words he spoke seemed to have robbed you of yours. Those words hung in the air, permeating your mind. You steeled your nerves. “Lord Liu Kang, I will do everything in my power to make sure we succeed in our mission.” He looked pleased with your answer, “I won’t let you down.” Those words were perhaps more personal than you had intended, but he responded all the same.

You feel a little overwhelmed at the prospect of going on a dangerous mission. However, you mostly feel tired as you’ve stayed up all night. You go to leave and put you cup by the sink, Raiden following suit. As you leave the dining room, you swear you hear Lord Liu Kang say something.

“I know you won’t.”

Missing You ;)

Kiryu Kazuma x reader

WC: 2K

CW: Smut, masturbation, slight femdom IG.

AN: Hope you enjoy cus writing it was fun.

If Kiryu ever thought Majima was downright crazy before, he certainly thought so now. For in his hands he held a sparkly, semi-clear, very sexual object. He held back his disgust behind his usual poker face. What on earth could that ridiculous man have been thinking when getting this device for him? 

Sitting on his bed in his small apartment, he was stone faced. He simply didn’t know what to do with the object. He knew Majima loved to play his pranks, but maybe he would need to tell him not to get him stuff like this again. He swiftly rose from his mattress to hide the object in his closet. Out of sight, out of mind. Besides, it would be rude to throw away a gift, no matter how crazy it was.

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You open the door to your shared living quarters, shopping bag in hand. You set your belongings on the kitchen table. 

“Hey, Kazzy, I’m home!” You announce. He peers his head around the corner. His expression softens when he sees you. “Ah, you’re home,” he walks towards you to wrap you in a small embrace. “Let me help you put your things away.”

A short while later after you finished unpacking, you get started making dinner. You focused on cutting up veggies while Kiryu stirred the broth while adding in spices. While delighted by the calm atmosphere, you start humming a tune. His ears perk slightly as he recognizes the song. While he doesn’t look at you, you know the smile on his face is meant for you. 

When you finish, you start plating up the food; Kiryu does the dishes. Setting the dishes down, you both sit and say your thanks. 

He was aware that you had a business trip coming up. He helped you pack your bags after dinner. Tomorrow arrived and you gave him a kiss before catching your taxi. He stayed by the door till your cab drove around the corner. He then headed inside to go on with his day. . . 

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It was three days after you left. Kiryu was off from work today. Although he usually has something to entertain him, today he couldn’t think of anything but you. 

He was thinking about going for a walk, but it was too cold outside to go very far. He thought he might try reading a book, but he only had access to the books you read. Lord knows what he would find in those forsaken texts. 

After thinking about what he could do for so long, he hadn’t realized it was so far in the afternoon. You would return in a few hours and he could see you again. While he was content with that knowledge, his mind was not.

He couldn’t stop his mind from thinking about you. At first his thoughts were pure. Thinking about holding you while you talked about your trip. How you would cuddle with him after being apart for so long. How you would touch each other after being apart. 

His mind devolved into all the things he would do to you when you got home. How he could pin you down and see you squirm for hours. Seeing your body beneath him as he gives his love wholly to you. The thought of you alone made the tent in his pants unbearable. It had been forever since he touched himself as he always had you. 

He laid back on his bed, firmly grasping the bulge in his sweatpants. A huff left his nose as he dragged his hand up and down. Easing and increasing the pressure he uses. He palms himself through his pants for a while before allowing himself to escape the confines of his boxers. Pulling both articles of clothing down his long, strong legs, his aching cock springs free. 

His eyes flutter shut as he begins languidly stroking his cock with his large hand. He pumps his hand up and down. He lets out a breath of pleasure as he imagines it was your hand pumping him like this. He rotates his wrist and squeezes the base of his length for his added pleasure. After a few slow strokes, he huffed in frustration. It’s not enough.

What else could he do to satiate his burning desire? His hazy mind raced with what else to do. It was then he stopped. He could use the gift that Majima gave him. He had forgotten completely he even had the thing. Standing up from his bed, he walked over to the closet where he hid the item. Squatting down, he rummaged through boxes toward the back to pull out the gift: A fleshlight. 

He had never used one before so he was curious how it would feel. He swiftly walked back over to his bed, erection bouncing as he walked. He laid back and unboxed the toy. It was bigger than he expected, and the silicone part was very pliable. He didn’t stop to question the object any further as he pressed the entrance to his head. 

His cock jumped in excitement at the foreign touch. He gently but quickly guided the rest of the object onto his dick. When he reached the hilt of himself, he couldn’t help but let out a wavering sigh of pleasure. He was struck still for only a moment before he started moving the toy up and down on himself. 

His face flushed red as the feeling was better than he expected. It was so different from anything he had experienced before. He only wanted to keep moving it on his length. He began to huff as the tension was rising slowly within him. He threw his head back once more as he could only focus on using this new object. So focused, he didn’t hear you open the front door. . . 

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You were excited to finally be back home. These business trips for your job exhaust you to no end. You entered quietly as it was getting late and you didn’t know if Kiryu was already asleep. You set your bag and keys by the door, listening for any signs of life in your quiet apartment. 

There’s only one light on, it’s from your shared room. As you approach the door, you hear faint heavy breathing noises. That’s strange. Is he working out this late? You quietly move to the door, it’s slightly ajar so you can peer in. What you saw stole the breath from you: Kiryu jerking off. 

You had never known him to touch himself very often, if ever, let alone use a toy. It seems he missed you a little too much. As the scene continued, you felt bad being a voyeur to your husband, but the sight was mesmerizing. 

You didn’t realize you were so close to the door until you almost fell through, knocking it wide open. You froze, but Kiryu looked petrified. He was embarrassed to be caught using this sex toy thinking of you. But you have never found him to be hotter than at this moment. 

“Aww.. Kazzy, did you miss me that much?” You purr as you walk over to his spot of shame. He tried to unsheathe himself and hide the toy from sight, but you firmly grasped his wrist and held it down. “Don’t be shy, baby, show me how much you were enjoying yourself.” His eyes shot wide at your words, but the devilish look in your eyes gave Kiryu no room to disobey. 

You sat on the edge of the bed as he swallowed the lump that had formed in his throat and did as you told him. He slowly moved his hand up and down on his aching cock. His shame coupled with the pleasure made him desperately want to moan out to you. His embarrassment made him choke back his groan of bliss. 

You gripped his wrist harder to start jacking him off with the toy. It was too much for him, he had to tilt his head away from you. However, you gripped his chin with your other hand to turn him back to you. “Look at me when I pleasure you so well. You’re doing so good for me Kazzy.” 

The look of pure ecstasy on his face at your words made him impossibly harder. Beads of sweat were beginning to form on his brow. His breath picked up pace and pitch. He was getting close to the pinnacle of pleasure. It was then you ceased your motions. The vile moan that left his mouth was loud enough you heard, and he couldn’t take it back.

He was about to complain when you silenced him with a ravenous kiss. Consuming his mouth and tongue within yours. While swirling your wet muscles together, you unbutton your blouse and make quick work of your bra. With a wet pop, you break from the heated kiss. You prop yourself to sit on your knees and push Kiryu’s head to lay on your lap. 

You resume your prior actions on him while petting his hair. Gently cooing him to relax and to let you take care of him. You resume your steady pace, moving your hand up and down. Using force when twisting your hand to send him reeling. 

With your exposed tits in his face, he leans up to latch his mouth on a supple bud. You let out a soft moan at the feeling of his mouth on you. Every so often, he would release your breast and gently flick the bud with his tongue. The noises you made were like sweet honey to his ears. You were the only person he would submit to, and you knew he was putty in your hands. 

You could feel your panties growing more slick with each passing caress of his mouth. You would have your moment, but right now it’s about him. You speed up your pace, being so cruel to his poor cock, just aching for release. “Ahh, it seems you missed me more than I thought,” he could only hum in agreement on your chest as his mouth was occupied. The vibrations felt like a slice of heaven to you. “Do you want to cum? Wanna cum for me?” 

Your words alone could send him over the edge, but he had to wait just a little longer. He pulled off your chest and nodded in agreement. All his focus was on not coming until you say so. You leaned in and pulled him close. Not once slowing your pace, you whisper gently into his ear. “Then cum for me, be a good boy.” 

Oh god. He couldn’t stop the orgasm flowing over his whole body like a tidal wave. His body stiffened and relaxed in flashes as he shot his load into the toy. The moan he so desperately was trying to contain escaped his lips. His noises were like a symphony to your ears. You most certainly would get him to make these sounds again even if it killed you. 

Once he finally relaxed, you pulled the toy off his softened length. Even that small action made him let out another small cry of overstimulation. He looked absolutely dazed as he looked into your eyes with sheer adoration. You put the toy on the nightstand and left only for a moment to retrieve Kiryu a glass of water. 

You would have plenty of time to talk about your trip later, for now, you both needed much deserved rest.

Johnny Cage x reader x Kenshi Takahashi

CW: Smut (18+ content)

Word count: 1527

PART 2

Straight horny ngl

How you ended up in this situation evades you, but god . . . were you glad it happened.

You were gently shoved onto the bed by the Hollywood actor, and pinned down by your wrists. “Eyes on me baby,” he spoke. He takes a free hand and roams your torso freely, squeezing lightly on your breasts. You let out a soft moan as he circles his finger around your clothed nipple. Johnny removes your top and looks awestruck while staring at your half clothed body. “Quit staring at me like that” you say impatiently.

“Let him stare all he likes, I can pick up the slack” says someone behind you as he cups your face in his hands from behind you. You tilt your head back to see Kenshi gazing at you seductively. As you are staring at each other, Johnny takes this moment to pull your bra down and start sucking at your breasts. You let out a surprised groan. Kenshi takes this opportunity to kiss you open-mouthed. As your tongues clash for dominance, you feel a rush of heat go straight to your core.

You move your tongue in circles around in the swordsman’s mouth, occasionally letting out breathy moans. His stubble is scratchy against your face, but you can’t find it in you to care as two handsome men ravish you. The lighter haired man slowly trails kisses down your upper torso toward your naval, sending shivers through your spine. He massaged your hips with his large hands, causing you to buck your hips upward into his head. He smirked, “Someone’s needy tonight.” You tried to wiggle your hips but he held you firmly. “Let me take my time sweetheart,” he lets out a chuckle, “we have all night.” This made you squirm even harder as he then dragged down your pants and panties, revealing your whole body to the two starved men around you.

Kenshi moved his ministrations to your lonely chest and began tweaking and pinching at them. At the same time Johnny drags his strong tongue up and down your clit causing you to writhe in their arms. The taller man leans down into your ear, “Uh uh Uh, no escaping this time,” he breathes out. You can’t control the desperate moan that escapes you. He goes down farther to suck on your neck, surly leaving dark spots by the morning. While Kenshi works on you from above, Johnny makes good use of his big mouth down south. He laps and sucks at your lips and clit like it’s the only thing he’ll ever eat again. He groans while inserting his tongue into your sopping cunt. Grasping onto Kenshi’s arms for support, you feel tears prick at the corners of your eyes. They fall down your face as you look down and see the actor staring up at you with the most fucked out expression on his face. This causes you to go over the edge and squirt all over his face. He happily starts lapping at all the juices and helps you ride out your orgasm before he pulls away.

“Holy shit, Johnny” you can barely speak as your legs are still shaking. “You look so beautiful when you cum on my face, babe.” You feel your face flush as he says that unabashedly. Kenshi wipes your tears from your face as he lets out his words of agreement. Johnny kisses your mound and stomach again as he sits up and straddles your waist. You feel something hard poking your back and see Kenshi looking into your eyes with pure lust on his face. While you're distracted, Cage flips you over onto your stomach. Wobbly, you rise to your hands and knees and are met with Kenshi pulling you in for another sloppy kiss. You hear the sound of clothes rustling as they start to undress themselves, hands or lips never leaving your body for too long.

You start to palm at the darker man’s shirt to help him get it off quicker. Spreading your hands over his pectorals, dragging his garments over his strong, tattooed arms, and off him completely. You’re lost in the feeling of his mouth on your when you feel something long grind up against your ass. You let out a gasp as you turn around just as Johnny spits on his hand and rubs his hard shaft languidly. You move your hips backward to meet his hardened length, but he lands a harsh smack on your ass instead. You yelp out in shock. “Needy little slut, so ready to take my cock aren’t ya?” He degrades. Your pussy throbs at the insult and your breath starts to pick up. Kenshi pulls your face toward him by the chin, “I want you to look at me darling, I wanna see your pretty little face around my cock, sucking me off like the whore you are,” you stare at him as your face flushes deep red, “can you do that for me, baby~?” You desperately cry out yes and nod your head eagerly as he palms his stiffening cock in his hands. “Then be a good girl and stay quiet, we don’t want anyone else finding us now do we?” You feel Johnny’s hands all over your ass as you spread your legs further apart to give him access.

He teases the tip of his shaft against your entrance making you cry out in frustration. “Come on Jo–HNNY UGH!” He gives you no chance to finish your sentence as he shoves his dick into your tight cunt. You barely get to recover from the intrusion as Kenshi pushes your jaw open and thrusts his hips to your lips making you gag around him. The two earthrealm defenders let out groans and sighs of pleasure simultaneously.

Kenshi fucks your mouth hard and fast. Wanting to give him more pleasure, you hollow out your cheeks and suck harder on him, he lets out groans in pleasure at how good your mouth feels. He grips his fist into your hair and tugs hard making you moan out around his dick. Johnny grips onto your hips for dear life as he rams into you as hard as he can. He’s very vocal about his pleasure, spewing out words about how you feel so good and he can’t get enough of your pretty little pussy. His words of nasty praise make you clench around him, making him even louder. Kenshi starts to silently berate Johnny as he’s being too loud. Johnny just looks at him and smiles his signature grin. Being fed up, Kenshi pulls Johnny into a heated kiss, which quickly devolves into sloppily making out. They moan into eachothers mouths as their hands find their way around the other’s bodies.

The pleasure you feel is overwhelming, that damn inside you welling up, about to break. You’re helplessly moaning around Kenshi’s cock and Johnny is plowing you like there’s no tomorrow. The two men finally have released each other’s mouths to give you their full attention. Johnny is panting heavily as he leans down, covering your back, moaning in your ear. “Baby,, hah,, I’m so close. Nghh- I’m gonna c-cum. Baby you’re so pretty, can’t believe I haven’t done you sooner hah.” You squeeze him tighter at his words, crying out around the shaft still going in and out of your throat at lightning pace. Kenshi's eyes are screwed shut and he’s breathing heavily. “Ohhh, Y/N, your mouth is so good. Hah, I’m gonna shoot my cum so far down your throat. You want that? You want my cum in you?” He speaks through gritted teeth, trying desperately not to bust right then and there.

With a little more sucking on your part, you get Kenshi to go first. You feel the hot seed before you taste its salty flavor. He grips your head on both sides and shoves it down till you’re deepthroating him. You can’t breathe but the feeling of his cum sliding down your throat is too good to care about anything else. Johnny brings his hand down to circle and press against your clit once more and that throws you both over the edge. Your mind blanks and you swear you black out for only a moment. Johnny bites down on your neck to keep his sound level in check as he spills inside your heat.

Your juices mix together as he fills you to the brim. He stills inside you as he pushes every last drop into you. Kenshi falls back onto the bed, you and Johnny following suit. You’re squished between them, feeling Johnny slowly pull out of you with an obscene squelching noise. You groan at the feeling and loss of his length. Kenshi pulled you closer into his chest, wrapping his arms around you. He was warm and comforting. You could hear muted grumbling behind you as Johnny complained he wasn’t getting any attention. “Get over here, Cage” you and Kenshi both say at the same time as he pulls you both closer (unintentionally squeezing you into his tiddies :3.)

(I hope you enjoyed🤧 I had fun writing this)

Johnny Cage x reader x Kenshi

CW: NSFW (18+ content)

This is my first fic so it may be bad😅

Word count: 2283

PART 1

Your morning has gone as usual; wake up early, get dressed, and prepare for training. You had been eating by yourself on the training grounds waiting for the others to show up when you felt a tap on your shoulder. You look up to see Kenshi silently asking if he can sit next to you. You nod happily as you munch on your breakfast. You’re chatting idly for a little bit until he gives you a challenge. “I bet you can’t beat me in training today.” He smiles at your offended expression. You swallow your last bite before you spit back reasons why you could.

After faux insults were thrown, you took it as a personal goal to take Kenshi down a notch. You wrestled him down to the ground and tried to pin him, but he was quick to roll around from underneath you. He was too quick for you to grapple, but you weren’t fast enough to dodge him. He grabs your upper arm and pins it behind your back. He almost had your other hand if you hadn’t shifted your weight to pull your arm from his grasp. You grabbed his wrist and flipped him over upside down and onto his back. You then slid down to put him in a head-leg lock. You squeezed your legs tight together to get him to give up. What you didn't know, however, is that Kenshi was horribly turned on and had a hard on.

He tried to get out of your grasp but to no avail. He tapped you on the thigh, signaling that you won, and you let go immediately. Sucking in a deep breath, he sat up and composed himself. You had already gotten up and extended your hand to help him up. You turn your attention to the other three trainees and the man beside you takes this moment to adjust himself.

Johnny comes up to you first and throws fake punches at you while laughing. “Are you ready for training today?” “Of course!” He gives a cheesy smile as you turn your attention to the two other guys beside you. You hold up two fists and they respond by giving you a fist bump back. “Ready to get your asses whooped today? I’m not going easy,” you stated confidently, “Kenshi here said I couldn’t beat him, so I’ll beat everyone else and still come out on top!” Lao chimes in first, “No way you can beat me Y/N.” “We shall have to see about that.” You retort. Raiden responds to the challenge as well, “I would be more than glad to spar with you today Y/N.” “Glad to hear you won’t be upset to lose!”

As you all playfully smack talk each other, you all get ready for a long day of training ahead of you. At one point, you start your battle tier and your first opponent is Johnny. Smug as ever, he talks your ear off. Unfortunately for him, you easily best him and tease him as you leave him in the dust. Lao and Raiden were more of a challenge. Lao with his chakram hat and Raiden simply had more years of combat experience. After valiant efforts, they admit defeat (some more easily than others.) You look at Kenshi with a big smile on your face. “Think you can still beat me, Pretty Boy?” You knew that your words would get under his skin, and the look on his face was evidence enough that you were right. He brushed off your comment and said, “Let's see what you can do.”

You had been sparring with Kenshi for close to an hour now. He has been on the offense as you throw punches and kicks at him fast, he can just manage to keep up. You eventually wear him down enough you fake him out, sweep his legs, then pin him down. He is able to shove you off due to body weight differences. Both of you get up and he tries to throw quick punches at you, one lands and it throws you off your balance. You tumble backward and he tries to land his ‘Question Mark’ kick when you catch his ankle and shot put him away.

Chants of laughter and awe can be heard from your posse of three other men, that being Johnny, Kung Lao, and Raiden. “$20 says Kenshi wipes the floor with her.” The cockier man claims. “No way, I think Y/N has got this one no doubt.” The darker haired boys shoot back. Their bickering was cut short by the sound of Y/N getting tossed to the ground.

Rolling on the ground, you try to catch your breath. This fight had been going on longer than you anticipated and it was wearing you out. “Is that all you got Takahashi? Or was earlier all you could take, hmm?” you tease. He rushes forward and fakes out to the side before you could react or block, he lands a hard blow to your side. He never hit this hard in training before, you wonder what has got him so worked up. However, before you could linger on that thought he goes in for another blow to your hurt side, but you block his advance and land a punch square to his jaw. This takes him aback and makes his eyes water a bit. Having had enough of this argument, he advances and throws you off balance, dropping to the ground to pin your arm through his legs and cuts off your air with his calf.

You struggle for what seems like forever. WIth the way he has your arm positioned, you could almost feel something poking at your forearm. However, you didn't have much time to think about what that was before he pulled your arm tighter causing you to cry out in pain. Just as he did earlier, you tap his thigh to signal that you lost. He immediately lets go and gets up, storming off to his room and bumping Johnny’s shoulder rather hard as he went. The two shaolin stare at Kenshi in disbelief that he brushed the fight off so easily and without a word. You, too, were confused at his grumpy attitude. What also confused you was that Johnny had a shit eating grin on his face. Slumping his arms around Raiden and Kung Lao, he nonchalantly says, “So, you two owe me $20 hah.” Groaning in annoyance, they begrudgingly pay up.

“Wow,, were you guys seriously betting on who would win that fight?” You stare in fake disbelief. Johnny quickly chimes in before the others can speak “Whaaat? A little friendly betting is all in good fun.” He shoots you a signature smirk and you roll your eyes. Changing the conversation topic you ask, “Hey, is Kenshi okay? He seemed out of it.” Johnny glances at you playfully and shrugs, then says, “I’m sure it’s nothing, I’ll go check on him.” WIth that, he leaves you, Raiden, and Lao to train more before the day is over. After a quick spar with Raiden and Lao, you decide that you need to make sure Kenshi is ok yourself. So you bid the boys adieu head to the man in question’s room.

As you come up onto his door, you can hear muffled sounds. Curiosity getting the better of you, you lean into the door to listen. You can hear Johnny and Kenshi slightly arguing about how he acted earlier, so you listen more to their conversation. At one point the door peeks open, so you can see them too.

“Ken, it was obvious you were distracted. I’m guessing it has to do with Y/N?” He asks with a knowing tone in his voice. “What? Cage, I have no clue what you’re talking about. And what I think about is none of your business.” He snaps back. “Come on, don’t lie to me,” he grins, “you popped one when she tried to pin you, don’t think I couldn’t see that.” The dark haired man quickly looked away when a deep flush on his face, “Was it. . . that obvious?” “Dude, it was obvious.” He deadpans. “She is attractive, I will say that. Hell, I may have gotten heated too if I was in that position. I saw you too earlier, she had her thighs locked around your head right? Damn that was sexy.” “Knock it off, Cage.” He says with an exasperated sigh. Cage moves over to straddle Kenshi, harshly grinding down on the man, making him groan out. “You know Ken Doll, we can always ask to share~.” “I, ugh, Johnny. We can’t, hgnn.” You gasp out in shock at the revelation. They shoot their heads toward the door only to see you running away from embarrassment. “Nice going Cage!” Kenshi says, the exasperation in his voice evident. “What? Come on, let's go talk to her.” With that, they run off after you.

You slam the door behind you as you catch your breath. Holy Fuck! Did they see me? Oh god they saw me, how do I explain why I was listening? And how do I explain what I just saw? Are Johnny and Kenshi… — Your thoughts were cut off as you heard soft knocking at your door. “Hey! Y/N, we need to talk to you real fast. Can you let us in?” You heard it in a loud voice. OH FUCK IT’S JOHNNY! SHIT! What should I do? You breathe slowly to help yourself calm down. Hesitantly, you walk to the door and open it to see Johnny and Kenshi standing there, both somewhat out of breath and looking slightly flushed. The actor starts before you can speak, “Yo Y/N, uhm, what you just saw… I—“ “I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to listen in on your conversation like that. I just wanted to see if you were ok,” you nod toward Kenshi, “You seemed off during our spar and I was worried. You guys can come in if you’d like. I can make tea.” You turn on your heel with haste to start making tea (Also to avoid eye contact with the men behind you.)

Kenshi speaks up to rid the room of the awkward silence, “Y/N, I’m sorry if I worried you during our match today. There’s a lot on my mind.” “I know—“ You said before you could catch yourself. You want to crawl into a hole and perish. “Ah, so you did hear most of that conversation.” You turn towards them with the tea pot and cups in your hands. “Like I said, I’m sorry. It wasn’t my intention to pry into your conversation, but I…” you trail off due to lack of words in your mind. “You what?” They both inquire. “I heard what you both said about me.” You state simply as you pour your tea and sip on it idly. They look at each other with a loss for words. Johnny moves to sit down across from you and Kenshi, after a few moments, does the same. You pour them a cup and sit in comfortable silence, but only for a moment.

”So, you both like me?” You smile gently at them, causing them to blush harder than either would like to admit. “I’ll agree to that statement.” Johnny says, trying to get some of his swagger back. Meanwhile, Kenshi can only elbow Johnny in the side, but nods in agreement. Feeling bold in the moment you can’t help but chuckle a little. “What’s so funny?” Johnny asks with a sly grin on his face. “Nothing, just that this information makes this all the more easy.” Before the boys can react, you lean over the table and pull Kenshi in for a quick, but heated, kiss. You pull away already breathless and heart racing. You hear Johnny give a prolonged wolf whistle and you go for him next.

He, however, is ready for it and pulls your face deeper into his. You moan slightly as he bites your bottom lip. Pushing the cups aside so as to not knock them over, you continue to lean into Johnny. He paws at your chest and gently squeezes you through your training shirts. After a few minutes of sloppily kissing the narcissist you release his mouth and pant heavily. It felt as though the room suddenly got 100 degrees hotter. Looking over to the swordsman, you noticed he’s harder than a rock. This gives you a lusty grin on your face as you move to straddle him as the other man did earlier.

”Kenshi, would you like for me to help you with your little problem here~?” He looks lost in your eyes as you pull him closer. You lean to the side to breathe into his ear. He then bucks his hips up and groans out. Hands roaming across your hips, ass, and torso, never in one place for too long. You grind down on his thick bulge as he goes to suck on your neck. You’re so engrossed at what is happening, you fail to hear Johnny sneaking up behind you until you feel large hands grabbing your breasts.

”I need a little attention too.” He coos. You chuckle at his words and reach your hand behind you to fondle at his clothed crotch. You break the kiss with Kenshi and he looks dazed as he’s painfully hard beneath you. You snake your hands up to both their faces and gently caress them. Their undivided attention is on nothing but you. Only then do you speak, and that little phrase gets them breathless: “Want to take this to my room?”

Me, letting my mutuals know they’re valid