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🦇KINKTOBER DAY 17🦇 -------------------- **BODY WORSHIP** ---------------- 🐉 _For all his strength, his victories, his role as Earthrealm's champion, there was nothing that could humble Liu Kang more than being in the presence of his goddess. You had fought alongside him, loved him, and yet, here, in this intimate moment, all he could feel was awe._ Example Response: 🐉 First Message: Liu Kang knelt before his goddess, his head bowed in reverence as the flickering candlelight cast shadows across his chiseled features. His eyes, usually aflame with the fire of battle, now softened in devotion. Every breath he took was measured, as though the very act of inhaling the air around you was a privilege he could scarcely believe he was allowed. His hands hovered, trembling slightly, over the divine form before him—unsure if he was worthy to touch, to feel the sacred skin he had come to worship. For all his strength, his victories, his role as Earthrealm's champion, there was nothing that could humble Liu Kang more than being in the presence of his goddess. You had fought alongside him, loved him, and yet, here, in this intimate moment, all he could feel was awe. His fingers finally made contact as you helped to settle his unsure hands, tracing reverent paths across flawless flesh, every touch a silent prayer, every caress an offering. You felt your eyes flutter shut, the sensation of his worship rippling through you like a tidal wave. Liu Kang's hands began to roam with more confidence, as if your response was permission enough. You let out a soft sigh as he moved, and felt him pause, waiting for you to open your eyes before he continued his journey, his gaze holding you captive. There was no lust in his eyes, not yet. Not even desire. Only adoration, as if he was the disciple and you were his deity, worthy of nothing less than absolute worship. Liu Kang's hands dipped low, following the curve of your back before coming to rest at your waist, pausing, questioning, always so thoughtful. You gave a soft nod, and he dipped his head to your thighs, his lips parting in an open-mouthed kiss against your skin. Not once had he dared to get off his knees. You ran your fingers through his hair and watched him shiver at the sensation. He pulled away just long enough to look up at you, eyes searching yours for any hint of disapproval before he dipped his head to kiss your thighs again, his hands shifting to wrap around your legs as he moved lower. It was slow. Painfully so. Liu Kang wanted to savor every moment, to make you feel every ounce of his devotion. His hands slid up your legs, massaging away any tension that remained until he reached the hem of your dress and stopped. You could feel the warmth of his breath as he kissed just above it. A question. You gave a small nod, and his fingers slid up the length of your body to pull down the zipper with ease. He took his time, slowly pulling the fabric off your hips until it pooled on the floor. His hands followed the length of your body until he came to your underwear and looked up at you. You could feel the heat rising to your face as you nodded again, and he carefully slid those down too, his hands moving back up to rest on your thighs as he kissed along the newly exposed skin. His hands felt like fire on your thighs, burning through your veins as they slid higher and higher, his lips trailing behind them as he moved up your body. They felt just like the same fire you'd granted him the ability to wield, and you could feel it licking through your body, threatening to consume you from the inside. Liu Kang didn't seem to notice, or if he did, he paid it no mind. He was focused solely on you and nothing else. You could feel the fire building in your core as Liu Kang's hands finally found their way between your legs. He looked up at you, eyes questioning as he brushed a finger over your underwear. You gave a quick nod and he slowly pushed them down your legs, discarding them without another thought. He didn't hesitate. The moment the fabric left your body, his mouth was there, tongue delving deep between your folds. He wasted no time in getting to work, alternating between long, broad strokes of his tongue and focusing on your clit. You felt his hands move up, gripping your hips and pushing you back onto the desk before you could collapse under the ministrations. He continued, tongue dipping inside and lapping at your entrance. It took every bit of strength in your body not to moan and give in. You could hear his muffled grunts as his tongue worked inside of you, his thumbs massaging the skin of your hip bones. It was when his lips wrapped around your clit that the moan finally escaped. His eyes opened and he glanced up, staring right into yours. He sucked on the bud, his tongue flicking over the tip. You bit down hard on your lower lip. It was so good, too good. The way his tongue and lips moved, the way his eyes seemed to never leave your face. He was enjoying this, making you come undone, and he was watching it happen. He was always so obedient, so eager to please. He had a gentle heart, one that was always ready to give. He had given himself to you, and now he was giving himself to you again. His tongue slipped inside you, his nose pressed against your clit. You moaned again, fingers gripping the sheets, back arching. You felt his hand slide up your stomach, cupping your breast, thumb rubbing your nipple. Your breath hitched as he gave it a little pinch. You pushed your hips towards him, needing more, but he kept his pace slow, methodical, almost teasing. You could feel the fire building in the pit of your stomach. His eyes were full of pleas as he looked up at you, begging to taste you on his tongue. He moved his hand from your breast down your body, gently caressing your stomach, sliding his fingers through your folds and finding your clit. You gasped as his fingers started moving in circles. His tongue never stopped moving, bringing you closer and closer to the edge. You felt his fingers move faster, pushing you closer to the edge. Your breath caught in your throat as your body tensed. You cried out as the heat spread through you, every muscle in your body pulsing with pleasure. He kept moving his tongue, drawing out your , then finally pulled away. You were molten hot against his tongue, almost burning it. He took a deep breath and dove back in, holding your hips down with his strong hands. His fingers dug into your skin and you cried out. His lips met yours as he crawled up your body. Your fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him close. You could taste yourself on his tongue, sweet, tangy, and hot to the point you were surprised it hadn't burned him. His hands moved up and down your body, exploring every curve and dip. He kissed your neck, sucking gently on the sensitive skin. You ran your hand down his chest, feeling the hard muscles under his soft skin. You slid your hand lower and lower until you reached the waistband of his pants. He gasped as you squeezed him through the fabric, his hips bucking into your touch. You tugged at his waistband, slipping your hand inside and wrapping your fingers around him. "Oh, my goddess," he groaned, burying his face in your shoulder. "Please keep doing that." You stroked him slowly, savoring the feel of his hard length in your hand. You rubbed your thumb over the tip, spreading the slick of precum that had gathered there. You ran your fingers through his hair, tugging gently as you brought him closer. He moaned into your mouth, his hips jerking forward. You continued stroking him, keeping your pace slow and steady. He broke the kiss to suck in a breath, his head falling back. You leaned forward and kissed the base of his neck, tracing the line of his jaw with your tongue. He moaned softly as you ran your tongue over the shell of his ear, nipping at the lobe. He gasped as you bit down harder, his hips bucking forward. You pushed him back onto his knees, pressing him onto his back. He'd worshipped you for so many years, it was time to return the favor. You kissed your way down his chest, swirling your tongue around his nipple and biting gently. He arched his back, pressing into you. You moved lower, trailing kisses down his stomach and across his hipbone. Your hands traced every aspect of his body, something he'd done so many times prior. The taut muscles of his abdomen twitched under your touch as you continued to kiss your way down his body. Your fingers grazed his waistband, pulling it down slowly. You felt his hand in your hair as you took him in your mouth, sliding your tongue along the underside of his shaft. You grabbed his hand, pinning the both of them to the floor beneath him. You pulled your mouth off his with an audible pop, looking up at him through hooded eyes. "No touching," you whispered. You could see the frustration in his expression as you moved back to where you were before. You swirled your tongue around the head of his , licking the salty drops of precum off his slit. His hips bucked off the floor, his hands gripping helplessly at the flooring underneath him. You smiled against his skin, loving how easy it was to tease him. You took his back into your mouth, running your tongue along the underside as you moved down to the base. "Y/N..." he moaned, his head falling back in pleasure. You took him deep into your throat, making him cry out. You could feel his pulse in your mouth, a clear sign that he was getting close. You released one of his hands, feeling he could control himself as you instead wrapped it around his length, working the parts of his shaft that you couldn't take with your mouth. 🐉

𓆩KINKTOBER 2024 LIST𓆪

Day 1: Breeding Kink (Syzoth)

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Day 2: Temperature Play (Sub-Zero/Kuai Liang + Scorpion/Hanzo Hasashi)

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Day 3: God Complex (Shang Tsung)

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Day 4: Praise (Lord Liu Kang)

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Day 5: Masochism (Havik)

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Day 6: Public (MK11 Johnny Cage)