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You know the drill guys: smut warning: fem reader who's also a mag, and either hank is a bottom or switch lol

Okay so, being a mag has its pros and cons, and it's safe to say, mag agents are on of the biggest out there. (Don't believe me just look at this)

(I FEEL FUCKING SMALL MAN)
(But for the sake of the story, this will be the height comparison)

(Yes I used mag agent Torture's height for yours, this way it's more simpler to Imagine)

And to say, you were an abandoned mag agent, because you deemed as 'useless' mainly because AAHW had no use for you so the disposed of you, which to some mag agents they accepted the fact they weren't useful, some take it personal. You took it as in between, like yeah they disposed of you for reasons, but they didn't need to be asshats about it.

So as you wondered the lands of Nevada, you happen to walk into the rebellion, they thought of you as a threat but when you shown no signs of threats, they began to question you, you told them the whole thing and what not, and you began to walk around Nevada again, mainly sleeping in old wear houses and using old huge junk pieces as training material. They rebellion soon took you in as a teammate, the base was semi big enough for you to be in.

You have a room, the bed was mad of several little beds that were tapped together, and led lights to a small light switch. It wasn't much but it's something. Over time you went on missions with crew, mainly being extra help if it got to bad, and you usually were left with your thoughts afterwards, sometimes the gang would go up and talk to you. Deimos would be a laugh, and funny conversations, Sanford is a good pal, and casual convos, doc pretty chill and okay communications, hank, you guys didn't really talk but got along well, he would just sit with you until he had to leave, it would be a comfortable silence.

One day after a mission, you were in your room reading a book in your size, it was on the ground, the book was about romance, that also made your mind tick, it gets lonely ya know? But you knew you weren't able to be with someone with your size, so you just put the book down with a the page folded. And with that hank knocked in. "Oh, hello hank." You said, your head turned to him. "Hey." He replied before walking in and sitting besides you, but more closer than usual. "What brings you here hank?" You asked, noticing the small detail. "Well, I lost a bet to Deimos so I have to do this." He said before looking down and then up again.

"And that is?" You said. "Can I...can I lay on top of your head?.." he said lowly looking down, seeming embarrassed. "Oh,, uh sure I guess" you replied, lowering your hand to hank for him to climb onto. He climbed on to your hand, soon you lifted up your hand to your head where hank soon laid there, flat on his belly. "It's actually pretty comfortable here." He mumbled. "What was that hank?" You looked up. "Nothing! Nothing at all-woah!" Hank said before accidentally falling off, hitting your face and landed on your chest.

"...""..." there was silence before hank quickly got off, waving bye and speeded walked out of the room. Leaving you flustered a bit.

/two weeks later/

You and hank weren't talking for obvious reasons and it lead to sexual tension between you and hank. Like mans fell on your chest, he bounced a little too, of course that's gonna leave some tension between two people. And hank decided to end that tension between him and you.
So around 11pm, while everyone is asleep (maybe Sanford and Deimos are fucking lmao) hank quietly knocked on your door and walked in when it opened. "*yawn* hank? What are you doing up?" You mumbled out, half asleep in a way.
"Look, I know I'm not the type to do this but, can we just fuck?" That sentence made you fully awake and eye widen. "Wait hank is this about the time where you lost a bet to deimos? If it's that then I'm sorry that left an impact on you- mhmp!" You were suddenly were cut off by hank kissing you. Hank J Wimbleton. Kissing. You.

He soon pulled away, you two were now hot and bothered. While you two undress, hank took the chance to lay on your chest again. He slightly put his head between your breast, enjoying the soft flesh of it, then getting squished by them by you pushing them softly between hank's head. He quietly moaned at the feeling, taking off his briefs, cock being 6'1 in length and with some girth. "Hahhh, I know your half my size but I'm not sur- ahhh!" You were cut off by hank shoving it in without warning. "Next time a warning please..." you said. "Sorry, I just.. wanna get this over with..." hank said, holding on to your big thighs.

Hank soon began thrusting in and out of you. You began moaning quietly, putting your head in your pillow, breathy grunts and huffs coming out of your mouth. He soon began to rub your clit with his hand slowly which drove you more insane with lust. It didn't help you were more sensitive than usual mag agents.

Soon your juices began squirting down your thighs and hanks cock, your face was a deep red, Maroon to be exact, you couldn't help it, your having sex with your teammate, you couldn't think much off it while your guts were getting rearranged by him, which lead to more harsher thrusts, you squeezed your boob adding a bit more pleasure to the experience.

You two soon came, hank pulling out and you squirting a bit on hank. "Hahh.. sorry" you apologized. "Ehh don't...mention..it..ugh.." hank rested on your leg, exhausted from the session. You patted his head with your finger giving him a smile, making him blush a bit.

And let's just say that Deimos, Sanford and doc didn't get much sleep that night.

Chapter done! Finals are coming up and I'm going to exhausted during that time period so- updates will be slow until June! You can still request! But it will take time! Anyways cya in the next chapter!
-Ari Author