Uke! x Seme!Male!reader (ON HIATUS?)

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Imagine being a famous Villain known for your crazy attitude and goofy almost insane nature when committing crimes. Mumen Rider has an unexplainable admiration for you that he can't seem to get to the both of. You had been out of costume causally wandering the streets of the city when stumbling upon your secret "admirer". He had as well been out of costume, cute brown eyes that went along his short cut hair that was in the same color. Instantly you couldn't help but find the stranger cute.

You lick your lips, setting the cutie as a target. Your plan had gone fast, You had acted out the panic well enough to get him to follow you. You had known he was Mumen Rider ever since you'd seen the badge on his forearm, it had looked like an average badge to an average citizen but you knew better. You had ran up to him rambling about someone getting threatened in the public bathroom around the corner.

You showed the way, he determined to help, followed. And as soon as he had entered said Restroom you had stopped, letting him ran past. You had locked the door behind you and let the smirk you had been holding in show. Mumen had looked around confused until he heard the click of the lock. He turned towards you and let the truth sink in. Your body erupted in green flames and you now where fully clothed in your Villain outfit. Mumen swallowed as you took long strides to him, backing up when you came close enough. He was scared but strangely excited to meet the Villain in person. You put your arms by his head, trapping him. "That badge was quite the showoff, Hero" You mused as you tipped his chin with your finger. "is that what you are hero? A Showoff?" You whisper and grip his face, mushing his cheeks together. You give a giggle and giving him a long lick across his face and mouth. "Bittersweet," you say before pulling both his hands over his head and keeping him there as you push your lips together with his. He arched his back, turned on. Who knew that this crazy sexy Villain was such a good kisser.

You pull away leaving him dazed. You push him into a stall and he lands on the lid of the toilet weakly. You start unbuckling your belt and with a lust filled grin you grumble "Be a good boy for Daddy and take off your shirt, hero" He hesitantly complies, His big brown eyes staring at you embarrassed, he wasn't built like a hero, very average. But that was more than good enough for you. You grip him by the hips and pull him close, reconnecting your lips, before dominating his mouth with your tongue, licking every nook and cranny. He gives a weak moan, his face beet red. (god this is taking long, Imma skip some) You push him against the toilet, his legs spread wide apart, stretching out the fabric of his lime green underwear as his pants were throwing over the stall wall.

Your belt was tied around his head, covering his sight. You pull down his last layer of clothing and give yourself some quick strokes before pressing into him gently. But the gentle didn't last long after he adjusted to the above average size of your cock. You were soon pounding his plump small ass into the wall. Rumbles of moans and gasp echo through the restroom as Mumen has trouble catching up, drool dripping from his chin. Who would've thought, a hero getting mindlessly fucked by a Villain! (maybe dream do come true for some~) (God If felt very Rapey throughout writing this, I'm so sorry, I'm getting rusty with rough sex and it just sounds bad, I hope you guys at least like it)

Imagine being a curious fucker and after moving to Derry you start investigating everything around you, until you stumble upon an old house and seeing no "no entering" signs, you enter. It ends up with you in the basement of the house, staring blankly at a semi-broken well. And being the stupid cunt you where you went down it, carefully making sure you entered the small crack halfway down.

The sewers was the last place you had thought you'd end up at, but meh, lucky has never been on your side. Entering the biggest room so far your jaw drops, It sure was a fucking sight, A Huge tower of scrap and what seem to be toys for everyone of age. Wandering around about, flashing your light over as much details as you can, and no you hadn't heard the shuffling behind you and NO you hadn't felt the breathing down your (sexy) neck until an uncomfortable close giggle came from your left. You froze, this is how you die and go to hell for being the gay shit you where, and you hadn't even got to sin yet! A gloved hand was laid on your right shoulder and without thinking much you spun around aiming your flashlight at whoever. An inhumanly tall ass semi-attractive (fucking big ass foreheaded cunt) clown stood before you, a sharp bucktoothed creepy smile on his features.

He let out another giggle at your scared expression, pale baby blue eyes dilating with lusty hunger. You, scared, gave an awkward chuckle. Before suddenly behind roughly shoved backwards, You landed with a heavy thunk on the water covered concrete, the flashlight forgotten. In mere seconds the clown was straddling you, he was grinning wide, almost face splitting, lust rolling of him in waves that you couldn't feel nor notice. He buried his face in your neck as you wide-eyed stared at him the best you could with your head turned. He gave an unexpected low moan and gave your neck a long lick with what you only could describe as a fucking long ass tongue. He stared at you, eyes blown wide in an intense stare when they suddenly started shifting color from blue to orange. What happen after that was fucking fast as fuck boy. He pulled down your pants to your hips and gripped your limp cock in his hand and started jacking you off.Okay, you were seriously fucked now, literally.

Without a second doubt he undressed himself (again inhumanly fast) and pressed himself down on your length. He gave a throaty groan that was followed by a giggle as he gripped the front of your shirt almost to the point that he was ripping it off (which he wouldn't mind doing). He slowly moved himself up and down, letting the hold of your shirt loosen at his hands dragged themselves down your torso slowly. he threw his head back and picked up the pace. And here you were getting somewhat raped by a clown that lives in the sewers, but you kinda enjoyed it so meh, win-win situation, that is, if he doesn't plan on murdering you after. Hesitantly you moved your hands so they were resting on his pale hips. His movements halted but with a deep chuckle he went on ,harder this time. A red hue had come on to the man on top of you's face as it seemed only more and more drool dripped down onto your chest. Well you could live with this.