Batim X Reader Lemons And One-shots (Requests Closed)

Shawn Flynn X Grant Cohen (🍋)

   ((Its starts a little crappy, just a fair warning.)     

(Shawn's p.o.v)

       I sighed happily as I shut down the toy machine for the night. I Hummed and skipped my way over to Grant's desk, sitting on the edge of it. He sighed. "You know Shawn, sometimes your too cute for your own good." He stopped his work to look over at me. Thats when I decided to try something. "Hey, Grant?" I asked, hopping off his desk, and sitting on his lap. 

              "Hmm? Uhh, what are you doing?" I giggled a little. "Well, I was wondering if i could do you~?" I ground my crotch into his, feeling a slight bulge start to form. I also felt my own pants tighten a bit. He smirked at my attempts to make him exited. "I thought you were shy about all this~" I shrugged my shoulders and leaned in to kiss him. We both felt our pants tighten a little more.

     "Lets shed these useless peaces of cloth, shall we Grant~?" He smirked and unbuttoned my shirt, and attacked my collar bone with kisses, leaving small hickeys all over it and my chest. "A-Ah!" I moaned. "You want more, my little Irish potato~?" I tensed up when he called me that. "I told ye not to call me yer little Irish potato! But, since ye seem so content to disobey, a punnishment is an order~" I slid off his lap, and unbuckled his belt pulled his pants down, leaving him only coverd by his boxers.

              I wet my lips, as I toyed with his "little" friend through the cloth resraints that were his boxers. "C-come on, Shawn! S-Stop teasing me, and just get to it!" I chuckled and grabbed him through the boxers. "S-Shawn~!" He moaned out my name and moved his hips a little. "Fine. Ill give you what you need~ just promise me one thing." I said, sitting back down on his lap. "W-whats that?" Ieaned in close to his face and stared into his beautiful cerulian blue eyes. "Dont evar call me yer wee Irish potato again." He nodded sincerely.

         "Good." I put my hands on his chest. "Now~ Were were we~?" He smirked again and thrusted his hips upward. I chuckled. "No no, Grant~ were doin' somethin a bit different tonight~. You got that, little puppy~?" He looked at me with a bit of a dumbfounded look on his face. "Well~?" He blushed. "S-sure, Shawn." I chuckled again. "I'll be right back~" I winked at him then got off his lap. I was halfway to the door, when he stopped me. "Wait!" I turned back towards him. "Where are you going?" "To get some toys~" He looked confused. "You'll see when I get back~" I booped his nose and walked off.

(Grant's p.o.v.)

        I sat back down at my desk to wait for Shawn to come back with his... "Toys". I swear, if he comes back with a box full of Bendy plushies, I will not be impressed. Ughh! That little shit is such a tease! I know he wont be too happy if he comes back to see that I'm *ahem* soft. But I know that he also wont be too happy to come back and see that I've finnished myself off withouf him... So, what do I do? Well, I could just... 'Ngh~ I love the way his tight little asshole feels around my cock~' I sighed. Just thinking about him makes me so fucking hard~. Ugh! He'd better get back soon, or else I might milk myself just thinking about him!

        Then I herd footsteps coming from behind me. "Took ya long enough~ I was starting to get impatiant~" He chuckled. "Close yer eyes~" he whisperd husklilly in my ear; his Irish accent seeping out, making him all that much sexier. "Stand up, but keep yer eyes closed~" I pushed my chair back some and stood up, whilst keeping my eyes closed. I herd him digging through a box of... Something. But it sounded like ((666 words there lol)) their was at least one pair of hand-cuffs or something in it. I sighed. "Shawn, what are you do- hmmph?!"

         He put a round thing in my mouth, and when I tried to open my eyes, there was nothing but black fabric. "This is gonna be fun~" I started to panic when I heard him walk away. "Fawn, wot are youf gooing?!" I tried to speak through the ball in my mouth. He chuckled again. "Just grabbin' some more things~. But first, I need to get these outta the way~."

             He walked back over to me and pulled my boxers off. Then he put some cold metel thing around my dick. "Fawn, woth gat?" He grabbed my face and kissed me around the ball. I tried to kiss back, but the ball stopped me. "Sit down, love~" I was a little hesitant to sit down, untill I felt hands on my hips. "Dont worry. I'm sittin' right behind ya. You'll land on me lap~" I sighed and crouched then sat down, feeling something proding my ass.

                               ((Intense Lemon warning))

         "Fawn, your not gonna... You are, arwent you?" I assume he nodded, cuz he then shoved his entire lenghth into my ass making me yelp, and try to bounce off his lap, but he held me in place. ((Terrable run-on sentance there, sorry its after 4 am and I've been writing since like 2:30ish.)) He tsked. "Yer not gettin' away that easily, Grant~" ((terrable temptation to say sheep insted of Grant😂)) I winned.

               "Dont worry, ye'll be fine in a few minuets~" He thrusted into me, making the pain slightly more bearable. "Yer a tight little bitch, arent ye~?" He thrusted harder. I fell forward onto my hands and knees, pulling us into a doggy-postion. 

       Shawn pounded himself harshly into me, making me moan loudly. He then reached around and started jerking me off, but that stupid metal ring was keeping me from cumming, making the pressure almost unbearable. My arms started to buckle under me, so Shawn had to put his hand on the floor in front of him to keep his balance.

          "Fawn! I-I need to cum~!" He chuckled again. "Yer gonna have to- umf- hold yer fekin horses, ye fekin tight little fekin bitch~"  A little bit of cum sneaked its way out through the ring. "F-FAWN! P-PLEAFE!" I basically screamed. He thrusted a few more times and came in my ass then fliped us over, and pulled the ring off my cock. He wraped his hand and mouth around me as I thrusted upward, almost making him ckoke on my cum.

             He sucked the rest of my cum out of my dick, then crawled over me, panting. I was trying to catch my breath, and he took the ball off my head making it easier for me to breathe. "Now, wasnt that fun~?" He asked. "G-go fuck your self." He laughed and kissed me, licking my bottom lip for entrance. I let him in, then bit his tounge. "Oy! What was that for?" I looked up at him. "That. Was for keeping me from cumming, You jerk." 

          He laughed again. "I love you, Grant~" I sighed and kissed him sloppily. "I'm never letting you be the dominant one again." He laid on my chest, and rubbed his cock against mine, sending a wave of pleasure through my aching body. "Aww, but I have so many more toys to test and play with ye with~" I wraped my arm around his back. "Hell and no."

                He giggled and yawned. "Yer mean~" "ha! Your one to talk, mister I'm-not-gonna-let-you-cum-till-I'm-done-ramming-into-your-ass-so-fucking-hard-you-wont-be-able-to-walk-right-for-a- fucking-week!" He leaned up and kissed me, still rubbing his dick against mine. "We'd better get dressed again, Grant." I laughed. "I'm not getting up for another ten minuets, thank you!"

              He laughed again and got off of me to go get dressed. "Uhh, you forgetting something Shawn?" I ponted to the blindfold. "Hmm? Oh right! Sorry!" He walked back over to me and pulled the blind fold off of my face, showing off his well toned chest. 'So fucking ireistable~' I thought, feeling my face flair up. 

               He stood stright up, and offerd me a hand to help me up too. I pulled my boxers and Jeans onto my body, when Shawn hugged me from behind. "Are you still shirtless?" He giggled "yep!" You'd swear that he were drunk. "I love you, Shawn." He burried his face into the crook of my neck. "I love ye too~" 

((Forgive me father, for I have sinned😂😂 omg. I cant believe I just wrote that! Over 1400 words! And, no one ever question my lemon-writing abilitys again😂😂😂😂 (1454 words, btw you guys!)))