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Burnin’ For You by icantsleeplololol
Fandoms: X-Men - All Media Types, X-Men '97 (Cartoon 2024)
03 Mar 2026
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"Ya starin'. Do yer want one, kid?" The first words Mr Logan had spoken since leaving the school. Almost forgetting that the mutant next to you was capable of speech, you jumped out of your skin, only bringing a humiliating chuckle out of your mission partner's mouth. "Ain't gon' bite," he shuffled forwards, chest brushing the steering wheel, and grabbed a cigarette from his jeans pocket before tossing it your way.
You had never smoked before, had no idea what to do with the cylinder gripped between your sweaty fingers. In fact, you were a breath away from shaking your head, only Mr Logan had been quicker.
Or: Mr Logan puts his cig out on you and fucks you dumb <3
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03 Mar 2026
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Clark struggles to ask for what he truly needs— to be small, to not have to be strong, to surrender— and you give it to him without hesitation.
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14 Sep 2025
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Absolution by bringthesmut
Fandoms: Superman - All Media Types, Superman (Comics), Superman (Movie 2025)
21 Jul 2025
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Clark Kent introduces himself on the train after he compliments your shirt.
And, that's really all it takes.
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14 Sep 2025
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clark really liked when you made him feel small, but you could never be too mean.
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14 Sep 2025
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God, you really do love him like this though.
“Sorry,” he pants, forehead pressed to yours, dark curls mussed. “I’m sorry, I can’t—I can’t stop. You feel too good, baby, you’re so good.”
Clark’s voice breaks on the last word like he’s begging you to understand, but the thrust of his hips says otherwise. There's nothing apologetic about the way he’s fucking you—like it’s the last thing he’ll ever do. Like his survival depends on it. The bed’s screaming under the weight of his body, your body, his strength.
Your spine arches off the bed as his hips slap against yours hard enough to sting, wet and relentless. “Clark,” you gasp, nails raking down his back uselessly. “Don’t stop. Please—don’t stop.”
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06 Sep 2025