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Simon "Ghost" Riley - NSFW Alphabet
Considering I haven't made these yet, I figure I will now.
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A - Aftercare (What they're like after sex)
Diligent. There's a misconception that he would leave you stranded and wanting. But after taking care of you he's gentle with cleaning you up. Often runs a bath for you and then tucks you into bed under his arm. Knowing you're safe and warm against him.
B - Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and yours)
If there's any part of him he flaunts the most it's his biceps. He knows those get you going, and he isn't afraid to rile you up when he's in the mood. His favorite body part on you is easily your ass. Small or large he doesn't mind, so long as he can squeeze both cheeks in his hands and keep you close to him while he fucks you or gives you oral.
C - Cum (anything to do with cum)
He enjoys cumming on your face. He likes cumming anywhere on you. He enjoys watching you wait in excitement and anticipation as he strokes his cock until he's shooting ropes of seed across your belly or your face. When it comes to you, he loves to make you cum. He could do it all night, he considers it foreplay. Will on occasion use it as lube over the condom.
D - Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory)
Has always wanted to try roleplay even if he's always hesitant to bring it up. Something about you going back to being his good little sergeant in bed. Calling him lieutenant and sir, and asking his permission to do things. Not like you don't do that already, but it gets him riled up thinking about it.
E - Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they're doing?)
It takes him some time to get back into it once he's with you, but once he gets his groove going, HE KNOWS WHAT HE'S DOING.
F - favorite position (Self explanatory)
Cow-girl/boy, sometimes reverse cow-girl/boy, really any position where he can see your face and know you're enjoying him.
G - Goofy (Are they more goofy or serious in the moment? Etc.)
More serious. It's something he's worked on but he's either rather stoic or extremely needy. Unless he's drunk as shit, then you may get a few giggles.
H - Hair (how groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? Etc.)
He is well groomed, sweat on hairy balls while walking around in tac-gear is not fun in the slightest. Makes it more bearable, but for you he absolutely keeps himself groomed well. The carpet is slightly darker than the drapes.
I - Intimacy (How are they during the moment? The romance aspect.)
Simon is working on the intimacy part. He's very very loving and open to intimacy. He prefers looking down at your beautiful face and gently stroking your hair. He enjoys listening to your pillow talk after you're both exhausted and laying in each other's arms. He likes the intimacy of having his mask off and your hands through his hair. He enjoys kissing every inch of you until you've fallen asleep.
J -Jack off (Masturbation headcanon)
He gets off to every photo you send him while you both are apart. It doesn't matter what photo it is, could be you in your robe with a warm cup of tea or fresh out of the shower and teasing him with never enough skin. Part of him feels dirty and part of him doesn't give a fuck, you're hot, you're so fucking hot, you're his, and he loves each photo you send him.
K - Kink (One or more of their kinks)
Overstimulation, light bondage (handcuffs, velcro, etc), facials, and praise.
L - Location. (Favorite places to do it)
Anywhere private. He sometimes fantasizes of getting a little risky like a bathroom stall but he's too much of a germaphobe for that. In his home or yours, a place he knows is safe to bring his walls down and give the best of himself to you.
M - Motivation. (What turns them on? What gets them going?)
Just look pretty/handsome. If he buys you something and he sees you wearing it the next day he's going to want to at least get his hands on those assets. If you're wearing his hoodie to bed there is no guarantee he won't get a boner when he sees you snuggle up in it for warmth. And of course, your teasing. Especially if he's had a long day, teasing him with your words or your actions is enough to get him going.
N - No. (Something they won't do, turn offs)
Giving up control is a huge no no. Simon doesn't like to feel like he's out of control for too long. It feels like it strips him of his autonomy even if he knows he could easily say no. Daddy/Mommy kinks, not a big turn on, not his favorite, will probably kick him right out of the mood. Anything that severely hurts you, he may do some spanking and breathplay, orgasm denial and whatnot but if it really hurts you then it's a no no.
O - Oral (Giving or receiving, how good are they? Etc)
He enjoys receiving oral, but likes giving it back more. Once he knows what makes you tick there's nothing he could enjoy more than hearing you squirm while he takes care of you. And he's good at it, whatever he has to work with, he'll make good use of it.
P - Pace. (Are they slow? Rough? Soft? Sensual?)
He tends to be a mix between rough and sensual. If he's had a long day there's no guarantee he won't fuck you deep into the pillow until your voice is breaking from crying his name is pure pleasure. But on slow nights he takes his time, letting you slowly sink down on his cock while he kisses you up and down, praising you for each inch you take inside you.
Q - Quickie (Their opinion of quickies, how often, etc)
He's down for quickies. But depends where it is. If it's too public, he won't do it, but if he can get both of you somewhere sanitary and secluded he's all for giving that hole of yours a nice pounding if it means keeping his babe quiet and satisfied for the next hour or so.
R - Risk (Are they ok to experiment? Take risks, etc?)
He's ok to explore, within his means. You and Simon both know each other's boundaries and as long as those aren't crossed Simon will do anything that little devilish head of yours wants.
S - Stamina (How many rounds can they do? How long can they last for?)
It really depends what he was doing. If he's just come back from a long commute he may not be down for more than one round and it feels long because he mostly focuses on you.
But when he's energized and ready he can do at least 3 rounds within respectful time between each other. Will pound your brains out each time, lasts a decent time, but it does feel longer since he spends time on you.
T - Toys (Do they have toys? Have they used them? Would they use them on you? Etc)
Simon has had toys in the past. When he was younger he used to have one of the best fleshlights he ever owned in his bag. Had to chuck it after a couple years and never got a new one. Hasn't really used them since. He would use toys on you, but only ones he could control. It's part of the fun right? Watching you squirm, but feeling like he's still the reason you're making those pretty sounds.
U - Unfair (How much they like to tease)
Oh, he likes to tease all right. And he teases well. He likes giving you looks, poses, any low toned command that he knows makes your blood pump. He likes making you look, knowing you can't touch. It's all part of his little waiting game, gets you going. And that's not even foreplay yet.
V - Volume (How loud are they? What sounds do they make? Etc)
Simon is pretty quiet. The occasional grunt or moan while breathless. Moans desperately while begging you to keep riding him until he's cumming hard inside you.
W - Wild card (Random headcanon for the character)
A bit of a health freak, gets tested for STDs and such every year with his annual health check-up, even if he doesn't like hospitals. Knows he isn't messing around with anyone but you but still likes to do it. Cleans his goods religiously.
X - X-ray (What's under the clothes?)
9' inch, uncut, thicker near the base.
Y - Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)
It's fairly average. Although sometimes he does have bouts of extremely high sexual drives. Other times he's just horny for no goddamn reason.
Z - Zzz (How fast they fall asleep afterward)
Depends when you do it and how tired he is, but he never falls asleep before you do. If you need something he'll make sure he's awake to hear it until you're fast asleep. Likes to take some time settling down and stroking your hair gently.
I haven't done this list before so please be nice to me, let me know if you liked it and want other characters. ☺️
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We all know amazing “little Simon” is. But no one ever mentioned about his adam apple! Just stare at it during foreplay, ask him to lean his head back and suck it with fervor. Put the whole bean in your mouth, tease it with your wet tongue while playing with his plump nipples. Would he whines loudly? Would he pants like a dog in heat then devour you until the bed broke? Would he be overstimulated when you assault his neck & cock at the same time? uwu
Hold up.. I'll let you cook. Hopefully I did my ideas on this justice.
The throat of a man.
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Cw: Smut, deep throating and face riding. Choking, overstimulation, smut is given varying examples for both genders. Just being slutty with Simon's throat. Spit swallowing.
You love to play with Simon. Every inch of him was made to be eaten up without remorse or regret. His body was made for him to step on you and force you to apologize. If asked what really makes the statement piece of such a man? You'd only have one answer.
That pretty little throat. The way his Adam's apple vigorously bobbed after kissing you for what felt like an eternity. The way it felt against your palm, able to squeeze and smear your juices all over it.
No matter the time you loved his throat. Sliding the tip of your cock into his throat, having him lay on his back so you can watch. Watch the thick length slide down his throat, bugling around you and swallowing. Slapping your hand across his throat and watching him tense and jump. Watching his lips take you with all the will he has to please you.
Simon knew you were infatuated with his throat. You had fantasies of what you wanted to do to it. Whether it be making him choke on your cock and make his throat bulge out, forcing him to swallow and watching what the muscles do for you.
Or forcing his mouth to work overtime across your clit. Watching how his Adam's apple bobbed repeatedly as you withheld his oxygen until your cum was on his face.
His tongue lapping up between your wet labia. Throat pulsing and tensing as he suckles and licks. Your groan, gripping his collar or holding his throat as you grind your hips against him, watching his neck flex and carry the weight.
Simon didn't mind. He didn't mind at all. He was happy to watch your eyes sparkle with desire as he swallowed a drink, knowing what that action did to you. He liked knowing what it did to you when he lifted his mask to show his neck. Knowing your eyes were dragging up the muscle and watching his pronounced Adam's apple bob.
He forced you to wait. It wasn't often in public he let you have a taste. Unless you were headed back from somewhere in the backseat. He'd let you climb up onto his lap, his hands playing with your hips while you lift his mask. The smell of his sweat dripping down the meaty length can't stop you from kissing the flesh and licking. It makes him shudder and exhale a quiet breath to keep composure.
Your arms wrap around his neck, whispering that you just need a little bit before you devour his Adam's apple between your sweet lips.
It's not like Simon didn't feel the same way. You were his weakness. He had fantasies of your throat as well. Fantasies of making you scream and watch that throat move and vibrate against his palm. He wanted to see your eyes water and tears stream down your cheeks. He wanted to fuck you, watch his cock slide in and out of you.
It was a perfect game of give and take.
Simon, however, would be a liar if he said he didn't find the same level of eroticism in your own throat. That slender neck, able to swallow up his cock, takes his fingers with no complaint. It was a sense of mutual attraction. But you usually kept his hands at arm's length when having your fun. He lay across his firm chest in bed, feeling his chest rise and fall almost as fast as his stomach. His breaths come out hot and feverish as you lap and suck on his throat.
Nipping the rough skin around his Adam's apple and sucking on it while it bobs. Licking up between his collarbones and clamping your warm lips around it. It makes Simon squirm and whine. He pants like he's in heat every time. Whether it's your knee digging into his pants or your thumb expertly teasing his tip it always gets him feverishly hard. His cock leaking all over your fingers and you don't even have to try.
The way you play with his swollen nipples doesn't help either. Forcing him to writhe and wait out the please as you groped his pecs. Squeezing and pinching his soft nipples and nipping at the skin of his neck. Tracing his collar, feeling him swallow, hearing him moan and beg. It makes it all come together. Feeling his Adam's apple bob against your tongue while he begs of you.
It's like a game. A game where one person takes control and the other is just a mess of pleasure. He's usually the first one to crack. You can take your hand away and deny him the climax he desperately desires. But, not this time.
"Y/n, please!" He begs, his hips arching to your touch. You can feel the muscles in his legs strain and flex, trying to hold himself back from just humping your leg. Your insides twist with the full sense of accomplishment. Hearing his whines, you saw his cheeks flared up a beautiful pink. "Easy big boy," You lick his neck, sucking a hickey into the flesh against the shaved, prickly hairs of his jaw.
His head tilted back just as you had asked, with no intention of moving until you allowed him. He lets you have fun, watching him struggle to swallow with the angle of his neck turned you on.
"Doing so good for me, aren't you. Sitting so still." You teased against his ear.
Simon lets out a frustrated moan and tries to hide his face in your hair. His fingers twitch and claw at the bedsheets and his teeth clench. Simon could never keep his hands to himself. Even when he tried to keep them on your waist. They would roam all over.
His fingers would sink into the flesh of your ass, or he'd pull you forward by your hips to get that perfect angle. Feeling your warm thighs grind up against the base of his shaft. Any sort of friction with your leaking warmth had him on the edge of his orgasm. He wanted to sink so deep inside you that you couldn't remember your own name. His cock weeping desperately. Your hand teased the shaft for the third time as you had your fun.
Arching up above him and down across his face. He pants, opening his mouth without you needing to tell him. Jolting slightly when you spit into his mouth, forcing his jaw closed and watching him swallow. The way his swollen, slimy throat closed and bobbed around your saliva.
Your free hand comes down, gently flicking his nipple, making him shudder. He whined and you pulled a little harder. Slowly swirling your finger around it and flicking the hard bud.
He shudders and moans, his cock twitching painfully. Pre-cum spilling up over the head of his swollen cock.
"Good boy."
The way his eyes dilated when you praised him. That look in his eyes. The look of pure need and desperation. His voice cracked when he spoke. "I need you, please Y/n."
He sounded like a wounded animal, a wolf howling in the middle of the night. His voice was a mixture of a beg and a plea. His cock was aching, red, and desperate for you. You kissed his swollen pretty lips, down his jaw, and over his swollen Adam's apple. He kicked it vigorously, breathing heavily against his neck.
Simon whined, jolting his hips up, the base of his shaft rubbing against your skin ass cum spilled out from the head of his cock. Leaking across your hands and his stomach. Twitching and writhing, Simon panting and groaning.
"Good boy." You praise once more. He's not a mess. You could easily clean him up and have him ready for another round.
But Simon was a mess. A mess you loved to create.
He pants more, watching you with a lost puppy-like gaze. Just begging for a morsel of your attention again. You smile softly, cupping his throat and spitting into his mouth, planting a loving kiss onto his wet lips afterward. Entertaining his tongue begging to be let into your mouth.
"Don't worry, you're getting what you deserve." You whispered, kissing his temple and running your hands through his messy hair. You wiggle a little, lightly patting his chest. "Come and get it, boy. Come on." It's almost mocking but it works so well on him. Finally having permission to flip you over and fuck you. He pins you against the bed and kisses your nape. His hand tightens in your hair as he arches and knocks your legs apart. Sliding his cock deep into your warm entrance and moaning loudly.
"Good boy, you can do it. Fuck me."
"Oh God," Simon groaned, biting his lip and bucking his hips. "You're so good."
His hands held your wrists tightly, keeping your chest pressed down into the mattress. His hips work against you, holding you firmly as he rocks deep inside your warmth. Groaning and fucking you hard. Getting back at you for making him cum like a pathetic man in heat.
Prepared to make you cum all night. And maybe if you behave well, he'll flip you over and let you keep looking at his neck.
I hope I did your idea justice, I really wasn't sure how to take the direction but I knew I had to do something!
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fallenneziah · 8 days
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If you are excepting requests? May I request a ghost x reader where he sees reader working out and at first he thinks she’s doing it because she wants( he lowkey doesnt want her to lose the weight, 🩷he likes her chubby :((( )but then she just stops eating and doing things she normally does because she’s insecure and he just comforts her. kinda long but only if u wanna do it🫶🏼🫶🏼 feel free to change some thingsss
Aww, thank you anon. Requests are open, I'll happily write for you guys (please send me stuff 😅😂)
Beauty standards.
Cw: unhealthy weight loss, unhealthy coping mechanisms, eating disorder (in standard), Ghost taking care of you. Just fluffy.
Ghost is absolutely enamored by you. As a 6'4 man with muscles for miles, he absolutely adores you to be somewhat opposite of him.
There's just something about your soft tummy and despite how much you workout and how strong you get you never lose that soft plush to your skin that makes him want to pick you up and cradle you for hours.
There was something about your warm thighs. He loved holding them. He loved when you sat on his lap and he could pull your thighs in and squeeze the soft skin in his calloused hand.
What he would give to feel your tummy in his hands, sleeping with his head on your chest and your hands on his skin.
Your body is everything to him. He would love it, kiss it, and worship it every day. He just thinks you're absolutely beautiful.
But lately you haven't been feeling as excited about your body as he is. You'd promised yourself you would stop going on Instagram just to split compare yourself so much to the obvious filtered oblivion that were the supposed supermodels. And you promised you wouldn't let any of it get to you.
You were chubby, and sometimes being labelled as simply cute hit a little nerve inside you. Especially in military.
Slowly falling back down that hole. First staring to with a random weight suggestion board that had been cycling around. You decided to try it, and soon exercise took up a huge chunk of your day. More than it usually did.
Grabbing a half a bite of breakfast to leave for your ass crack of dawn morning run followed up by the crazy workout routine you'd been suggested.
At first Simon commented on the stride and how he was impressed you were stepping up. Under the impression you were taking care of your body's needs.
But it only got worse. Until you felt no change in the workout routine and simply decided you would just stop eating.
You had to get thinner somehow and you wouldn't stop until you could confidently post a picture looking like one of the Karcrashions.
You skipped out on meals and simply gave the excuse of being tired and that you'd get food later. But this only flew for so long. How you thought you'd get away with it with the others let alone your own boyfriend was a wonder.
Once again, laying in your bed after rejecting dinner, hearing the door open. You recognized the heavy footsteps as he approached, kneeling onto the bed.
"Hey Simon..."
Simon hummed, his arms wrapping around you, pushing the blanket back and laying down behind you, kissing your neck.
"Tell me what's wrong." He whispers, pressing another soft kiss behind your ear.
"I'm fine baby, I'm just not feeling hungry."
Simon kisses your nape again. "You're never hungry anymore..."
"Just on a new diet..." You mumbled, wanting to tell him and wanting to hide at the same time. Simon squeezed you gently, his hand splaying across your stomach. His kisses slowly stop and he lays his head there, just listening.
The moment of silence passed before you finally managed out. "I feel Hideous..."
Simon shifts slowly. "Why? What makes you feel... Hideous."
You roll onto your back, giving him a firm look. "You know exactly what. Look at me... No matter what I do I can't get rid of this stupid fat!"
Simon remained silent, nodding a little. His heart sank. Simon understood what it meant to hate yourself. He still remembers the time when he felt like he would rather die than live in his body.
But he loved your body. He could never see you as hideous.
"What? You mean your stomach?" He gently rubbed the plump area. You scoffed though. "It's everything. My thighs, my arms, my stomach..."
Simon looked you up and down, effortlessly lifting you up. He kneeled in front of you, gently wiping a tear before it could fall far.
"Fuck what anyone else says. Fuck it." He leans forward, wrapping his arms around your waist and gently kissing your thighs.
"I love every inch of you." He whispered. "The world can burn before I give one fuck about what they say about you."
You sniffled and grimaced. "I hate it... I wish I was skinny."
Simon looked up at you. "Sweetheart, you're beautiful. You're perfectly healthy. What woman wants a bloke with abs and no fluff. Like sleeping on a goddamn xylophone." He gently kissed your stomach, holding your thighs.
"Everyone likes a little bit of fluff."
"I know I do."
He stood and swept you up again, making you gasp and grip onto him, legs curling around him. He played back down on the bed and postures you on top of him.
"No woman's stomach is completely flat, thigh gap? I couldn't give less of a fuck. All I care about is that you're still healthy, and ultimately, you're happy."
Your eyes brimmed with more tears, sniffling. "You don't... Think I'm ugly?"
Simon leaned up, sliding you down into his lap. He wrapped your legs around his torso and kissed you softly. "Not a day since I met you."
A lot of times, seeing your body in a positive light is a hard thing. Even with people around you who encouraged your proportions. Simon knew this. He knew he could help, he could love you and reassure you that he wasn't here just because of your body.
He loves his fluffy princess 😊.
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fallenneziah · 10 days
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Hi hi! Its me again hehe~ can I be 🩵 anon~? Oh! And I also have another question 😭 (im sorry) uhh do you know any youtubers who does the whole call of duty modern warfare trilogy ? I’ve been exploring still and it really confused me😵‍💫 i never realized there was so many!
Ah! Hello anon! I'm so sorry that I abandoned you like that. I lost this in my drafts while researching for you and I completely forgot! 😅😅 Ok, ok, so for your question I was going to answer, I don't know many people who do the whole trilogy. Instead of linking channels I'm going to link direct videos to see if that helps.
Dangerous boy. Does a run through of the OG trilogy games, 2007,9, and 11 I believe. I don't think there is commentary so you should be able to do that one...
Ernest Gamingway does a full walkthrough of the reboots 2019, 22, and 23 that you can watch.
Aculite does a run through of the newest 2023 game I believe.
Hollow does a run through of the full remake second title game. There isn't any commentary so you can watch at your leisure.
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fallenneziah · 10 days
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Nice to see you again you beautiful lad
I am here to tell you, that you are very talented and amazing
Aw, thank you ☺️☺️🫶🏻
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fallenneziah · 10 days
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Hello I saw your Alpha Ghost x Omega reader fics and I was wondering what if reader was an alpha and Ghost was the Omega
(If you can make reader a timber wolf and make it fluff no smut)
Aw, I love making these things. You'll get all the fluff.
Alpha!Reader x Omega!Ghost
Omega!Ghost who actually was very sheltered about telling people he was an Omega. He didn't tell anyone for a long time and went through years just to try and hide it.
Omega!Ghost who after being captured and held by Roba couldn't help seeing his body as nothing but an object, wanting to hide it more.
The generational shame that came with being an Omega and wanting to hide himself continued for many years that he was like this.
Alpha!Reader whose distinct senses and abilities made them a prime recruit for the military. Joining without incident and pushing through rank.
Omega!Ghost whose been used to hiding so long the feelings he's attempted to keep dormant deep down bubble back up slowly when he sees you.
Your capable, your strong, your scent hits his nose and it's like his knees are weak and he can't get enough.
Alpha!Reader who sees the big lieutenant and it's honestly scary to see him looming and watching you. He's an alpha probably, making sure you don't cause shit for the others.
Alpha!Reader and omega!Ghost don't get too close yet, Ghosts intense heat blockers keep most of his identity a mystery. If anyone got so close as to figure it out that was an accomplishment.
Alpha!reader who starts trying to prove themselves for the alpha watching every day.
Price can only laugh, looking over at Ghost whose watching behind the mask with the lovesick eyes of a puppy finding a new owner. "Do they know?"
"No."
Price looks back at you, flexing your hardest and trying your best to impress. "Didn't think so."
Omega!Ghost who is relishing the attention. He knows you're showing off for him, and whether he will admit it or not, he likes it. He enjoys watching you flex your muscles and show off the wolfish side of yourself.
This gander goes on for a while between the two. Ghost watches as he feels that Omega inside him purrs and leaps. Like a cat awake from a nap ready to stretch its back legs and take off.
Alpha!reader who's tired, a day of showing off to the man who won't even speak to you. They head back to their common area and whose there?
Omega!Ghost whose finding that his omega is much more prone to cuddling than he remembered. Snuggled up in a blanket watching whatever was on tv.
"Sir, lieutenant." You attempted to greet casually as you sat down. The taste of peppermint and lemon citrus. The scent makes your stomach twist and your head whip around.
Omega!Ghost who could care less hunkered in his blanket like a turtle poking his head from his shell while your instincts stir and confusion sets in.
Ghost is very used to your scent because he smelled it first. But as you smell this new smell you realize it's coming from him.
Alpha!reader who realizes the man you've wanted to impress all this time has been an omega. Which, honestly? Not a bad thing. Not at all.
Omega!Ghost smells your growing scent, looking over at you. Your scent swarms the room like a thick cloud. And you look over at him. His pupils expand and close, as if trying to resist relaxing into the presence.
Alpha!Reader who lets the scent fill the air and swarm his nose. You smell of woods, fresh dirt and the familiar smell of a mutt wet from the river.
"You think this is that easy?" He asks curiously as he flips through his book.
You watch his fluid motions, seeing the way his fingers grasp so gently at the pages. You look at his face, seeing his beautiful lashes casting over his brown eyes.
"I didn't realize I'd have to be chasing you.."
"Does that turn you off??" He asks, and looks to you briefly.
Your canines show behind a smile. You reach your hand over and rub his thigh, feeling the muscle tense under the subtle touch. "No, no it doesn't at all." You reply, moving boldly closer to him.
Omega!Ghost usually didn't let people into his space, but hell, you'd worked your ass off for it. "Mm." He replied and you snuggled up to him, your hand drifting around his lap to capture his waist. When that didn't make him move, you nuzzled his scent glands, shifting his mask and giving them an experimental lick.
Ghost jumped, his cheeks going bright red. "That's enough you- mutt."
"Ouch, Ghost... You like it."
Alpha!Reader who proceeds to gently groom Ghost. Ghost hadn't ever been groomed before. Maybe the occasions head scratches from Price but this was... So much different.
Omega!Ghost who can't help whining for your attention and affections. His resolve is slowly crumbling beneath him as your smell is the tip of the treat. He's held it off as long as he could, now he just needs the experience he's missed out on from people he can trust.
Alpha!Reader doesn't pull his mask up too high, but enough to lick and kiss around his neck and shoulders. There was no intention of lust behind them, merely to help his shoulders relax with warm, sweet lips tending to them.
Omega!Ghost who sinks into it, nuzzling against you. Every instinct in his body he'd pushed down for years over years pooling out in an instant. His trust issues scream at him, and he partly pulls away. "Keep your hands where I can see them... Mutt." He mumbled, attempting to make it clear where his line drew.
Alpha!Reader who fits him in their arms, nuzzling him. As any wolf would, you continued to groom him. "I wouldn't do anything you wouldn't want." Ghost is completely lax. Whatever you did... Fuck you did it right.
Something felt so... New. It felt like your arms were a barrier between him and everything else. Your arms kept him safe, your scent, your presence, this was safety.
Alpha!reader who watches his eyes so effortlessly flutter closed. They nudge his cheek and press a quick kiss to the mask, feeling their heart jump for joy.
"We'll take it slow ... But I think I've found what makes you tick." You chuckle, seeing him fully blissed out, getting a mere taste of what true safety feels like. After years of hiding, worrying and screaming. You've given him just a smidge of what he could have with you.
Safety and companionship.
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Overheard at the rec room.
Gaz: If you had to go into battle with only the items tattooed on you, would you survive?
Soap, who got Ghost's name tattooed on his lower back: Everyone is so, SO dead.
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fallenneziah · 13 days
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Talk about honorifics in bed, they all like when you call them sir, or pull out their rank when they've overstimulated you to the point your brain is melting. Or when they pull out and watch the cum pool from your slicken entrance and hear you thank them. "Sir, thank you sir..."
But no one is more prideful than John Price. He loves making you call him all sorts of names. He loves hearing you call him captain in bed. Letting you worship him and call him captain and sir.
When you ask to suck his cock, begging to service your captain. He'll call you his pretty little girl/boy.
Leaning your head back and spitting in your mouth, stroking his cock. "Go on Love, give it a taste."
"Yes captain." You say breathlessly, taking the head into your mouth and down your throat.
Tears form on your eyelashes and drip down across your cheeks. Your lips swell and pulse around his thick cock.
He groans, hands tightening in your hair and yanking you closer. "Suck it baby. Fuckin' suck on it like you mean it."
He listens to your tears, hearing you desperate to honor him. To say yes sir, or yes captain.
He gently shushes you, cooing as he strokes your hair and bunches it just above your neck, guiding you on his cock.
"That's good... Easy."
He suddenly pulled you off, watching you gasp and choke up saliva, dripping down your chin between your chest like a mural.
"Get on the bed, sweetheart."
You coughed and nodded. "Yes sir,"
He frowned and grabbed you back by your hair, tilting your head back. "Say it loud and clear, sweet girl/boy."
"Yes sir, captain." Your tears continued to fall, and it made his stomach twist and his smile grow.
"Atta darlin'. Now get up there. Show your captain how he likes to see you."
You scramble up onto the bed, grabbing the pillow to hold under your chest as his hand runs up under your thigh. He reaches between your pretty wet legs and gives you a harsh slap, making you gasp and jolt.
He leans over you and brushes your hair away from your face. "Stay still for your captain, love. After all... I always call the shots."
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fallenneziah · 14 days
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Clingy beans they are.
Alejandro: so who’s the most clingy in this relationship?
Ghost, with Y/n and Soap hanging on to him tightly: I don’t know. They’re both so independent
Rudy: well I think it’s adorable
Alejandro: Rudy get off me!
Rudy: everyone else was clinging to someone. I didn’t want to be left out!
Y/n: can we go cuddle now, Si?
Soap: yeah, Y/n and I are a little cold
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Ik you have some writers block at the moment, but could i still request stuff?
Absolutely! I may not get to everything as quickly as I'd like, but ideas from other people help me with writer's block, especially if the idea really clicks. So send away 🤗
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fallenneziah · 14 days
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Thank you! I sadly don't have any other mutuals 😞, but I love these little games!
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Tagged by the wonderful @steph-luvs-klaine 🤲🏼❤️
This picrew + last song you heard!
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fallenneziah · 14 days
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Hiiii
How's your day going?
Hello! I'm doing well, writer's block is a bitch lately. But I'm going on a hike later so I hope it helps me feel better to write!
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Cw: Just fluff, making out, gender of the reader isn't specified. Just trying to get something out.
Simon and you often went for hikes. It was something you'd done even before you'd confronted your feelings about being in a relationship with him. Hikes helped calm him and give him a sense of peace of mind.
And Simon was willing to share those things with you. He wanted to share the tranquility he found in the trees. He wanted to have you with him as the fresh air drifted over his warm nape.
He wanted you with him.
Hand in hand, you and Simon walked along the trail head up to a large rock incline. Simon had seen a photo posted of the rushing waterfall that would greet you at the top. Overlooking the drop off into a small valley dip with more trees and trails.
"You getting hot in that thing??" You asked, seeing his sweater mostly soaked though from the collar down where the fabric clung to his massive chest.
He hummed and shrugged. "I'll take it off when we get up there."
You continued up the trail. The warm sun now causes sweat to pool from your arms and neck. Panting softly as your hearts pound.
Finally you make it up, and are met with the sound of rushing water. Your smile brightens and you squeeze his hand, trying to pull him toward the noise.
Rounding a small corner of trees and seeing it. Up on the rock wall pouts down the waterfall. Surrounded by a pool of slightly calmer waters filling into a small crack that fed further into the valley. You went over, marvelling in it.
"Wow..."
Simon comes over, looking up with you. "Told you it would be better in person."
You smile and pat him. "Come on, let's test the water." You eagerly pull off your bag and your belt. Simon blinks, frowning slightly. "What?? Where are you going??"
"Hopping in obviously! It said we could on the trail sign." You pulled your shirt off. Simon's eyes followed your contours. His eyes dragged up the small line in your back toward your shoulder blades. Your shirt tossed into the pile with the bag, along with your pants.
Simon watched you step toward the edge and hop in. He expected you to gasp or shriek and swim to land, but you surfaced and smiled up at him.
"How's the water?" He asked, and crossed his arms.
"It's not bad. Come on, get in!" You beckoned him with a loving smile.
He'd be lying if he said that smile didn't work miracles on him. So with a sigh, he undid his sweater and threw it in the pile. Your eyes watched him every moment he undressed.
Throwing his sweat soaked shirt aside and undoing his belt. He dipped his foot into the water, wearing nothing but his underwear.
It wasn't too bad. So he slid in, easing down into the water. He slid his shoulders under the frothing, steady sloshes of the waves.
You fixed your hair, waiting for him a little further out. He came to you, shifting in the water until you were almost chest to chest.
"Hey." You smiled softly.
"Hello..." Simon looked down at your lips, his wet hand coming up to cup your jaw. You slowly parted, feeling him slowly ease closer, finding his place against you.
Your arms ran up his biceps and over his shoulders, squeezing him and kissing him deeply. Simon groaned and frowned at your usual eagerness, his breath sucked into your soft as peach lips.
He dragged his mouth across yours, kissing your chin and your bottom lip, attempting to pull away. But you dragged him gently back in, nipping his bottom lip and guiding his mouth into yours.
Your tongues slid and locked. Your gentle moans drowned out by the sound of the rushing waters. Simon reached down, plunging into the cool water and squeezing your ass in his hands.
Cupping the fat of your sensitive flesh within his hands like you belonged in them. His fists squeezing around you, causing your lips to twist up, tugging gently in his locks of hair.
The water sloshing and shifting around you as your tongue continued to prod and map out his warm mouth. It made your core jump in excitement. But not here. Not yet anyway.
Simon slowly pulled away, pressing his forehead to yours. "Fuckin' hell..." He panted. He heard your gentle laugh and your smile from again.
"I love you, y'know?"
"I think I've figured that part out." He moved your jaw slightly, kissing your neck and up to your ear, licking your jaw.
"Come here you." You grinned and tugged his hair slightly. He grunted and pulled back, leaning his neck back. His sign of letting down his walls to you, letting down his guard for only you.
You kissed him again, savoring the gentleness. His rough lips, each scar felt like a gentle burn on your mouth you'd never be able to live without. Water runs down the bridge of his nose and drips down your cheek.
His long eyelashes bat away droplets that kiss your skin.
"I love you." He mumbled, finding his breathing in the wake of your kiss.
You leaned against his sturdy chest to hear the beating, defiant thrum that took place in his chest. Feeling like the luckiest person in the world.
"I love you too, Si."
Simon kissed the top of your head gently. A moment of silence went by before Simon cleared his throat, "Lovie, we should get out now. My toes."
"Oh, yeah, yeah." You pulled away and swam to the edge to pull yourself up. Simon stood on one of the rocks and smacked your butt lovingly as you climbed.
"Hey!" You turned back to give him a playfully dirty look. He winked and got out, going over to his clothes. Now just to dry off in front of the amazing view.
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Thank you for bringing this to my attention.
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fallenneziah · 26 days
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Gaz: So why do you do your paper work in the gym? Y/N, sipping iced coffee whilst watching Ghost do hip thrusts: For the aesthetic? I dunno
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fallenneziah · 26 days
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🫶🏻🫶🏻 lmao 😂 I'll stop
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@fallenneziah
Booping the life out of me😮‍💨
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