Cuphead X Reader Drabbles

greedy [cuphead]

warning! highly suggestive themes, but nothing past that! the s word isn't included lmao,, unless you count things getting steamy as the s word,, trying to work on description! feedback would be very much appreciated!

my friend gave me these kissing scenarios to write for, and i was up for the challenge,, i hope this doesn't SUCK >:^

_____

Your back pressed against the wall behind you, the only thing that seemed to be of your support at this moment. Being chased, along with having a feverish Cuphead was not a good mixture at all. He had his hands on you every chance he got. With every simple yet hectic touch, there came a greater risk, a greater gamble that the two of you would get caught while in the act of doing what was close to fairly dirty. 

Cuphead looked in the direction of where the flashlight was pointed and had you pinned to the spot you were in, body flush against yours, as he observed the men who were chasing the two walk in the opposite direction. You were panting like a dog, on the other hand. His mouth soon quieted you, lips pressing against yours as though he were an animal in heat. The hum in the back of your throat was soft, and it pushed him further. His lips were soft, but the kiss wasn't. With how insensitive he was being with the actions, it caused a few whines and whimpers to fall from your lips, but he ate it up, allowing low moans to echo softly between the two of you.

The kiss was more on the messy side of things, his head tilting to the side in order to devour you from a different angle. You did the same, removing him of his hat and allowing tender fingers to entangle themselves into his messy white hair. You placed his hat on your head, smirking into the kiss. Gloved hands met your thighs and hoisted you up against the wall, causing a small gasp to be heard in between acts. As terrifying as the thought of getting found out by that of higher authority was, it had you wanting more. This was... lust, in the tiniest of forms. "Cuphead..." You spoke in between small pecks, your lips moving desperately up against his as you murmured his name. It was intoxicating.

You were quite literally drunk off of his kiss.

He hushed you, and gently licked the outer shell of your ear. It was odd... but you liked it. It made you feel as if you obeyed, you would be given a reward of some sort. He set you down, catching a glimpse of that same flashlight that was patrolling the area. You two had to move. With your hand in his own, he swiftly pulled you out of sight of the light being flashed in his direction. He pushed you into a small, cramped alleyway, where there was no light, only the noises that came from the two of you, and the ones that... well, didn't.

The boy lifted you up again, having had a chesire grin that even you could see amongst the darkness of the night. What came next was only expected, his hands squeezed and caressed places of immense comfort on your thighs. You were putty in his palms. He knew exactly what would make you tick. He had you right where he wanted you. Before you could actually give him a piece of your mind for drawing you into this odd scenario, he'd again silenced you with a kiss.

This one being more heated than the last. His mouth worked your own in ways you never thought to fathom, the way his tongue pressed up against yours, wreaking havoc in your mind-It had you dizzy. Your arms looped to a comfortable place around his shoulders as he pressed further into your lower half, inviting an exciting, rush of heat. A hand that had previously been at your thigh brushed up against your cheek. You pulled away for a split second, finding yourself lost in the midst of the wet and lewd noises you two were emitting.  "Cups-" A lip lock. He parted, allowing you to attempt another sentence. 

"Please.." He allowed his hand to slowly guide itself from your cheek, to your neck, down your chest, only to rest softly at your lower stomach. He looked up to you, a daring glint in his eyes. You bit your lip, wanting to just give in to the moment.. But the good in you said to keep resisting. "Please what babe?" Cuphead spoke lowly. You shuddered. This was so out of character...

"I don't want to get caught."

"Don't worry hun." He tilted his head to place small, wet kisses to your neck. "I've got it all covered."

"FREEZE!"

That's what he thought at least. He was too caught up in trying to get a taste of you, trying to bite off more than he ever believed he could chew... 

How greedy.