#alejandro reina

[clarkkantagain]

alejandro reina

#alejandro reina #selfies #in bed #close #nubs

[rosaliavt]

Rosalía - TUYA

#rosalia #motomami #rosalía #2023 #rauw alejandro #coachella #TUYA #single #perfecta #reina #diosa #idola

[lunarcovehq]

JASMINE ST. CLAIRE (GRETA ONIEOGOU) HAS FOUND.

Connection: Current Dark Coven Member or Criminal who works for her Dad

Suggested Name: UTP

Age Range: UTP

Species: Preferably a witch, but UTP

Suggested FCs: UTP, but some suggestions are Aaron Johnson, Adeline Rudolph, Alejandro Speitzer, Bruna Marquezine, Burak Çelik, Daniel Henney, Deepika Padukone, Mark Consuelos, Nathalie Kelley, Reina Hardesty etc.

Connection Description:

Jasmine was raised in a Dark Magic Coven in Boston, MA as a dark magic prodigy. Her father Silas Chamberlain created the Dark Coven as an off-the-record organization that operated against the Official Lunar Cove Coven and ended up turning himself into human prison in order to avoid dealing with the repercussions of the Council. But, still operates behind bars.

Your character is someone who is currently working for Silas. They could be a witch who was or still is a part of the Dark Coven who knew Jasmine growing up or your character could be a criminal (this would work for any species) who does odd tasks for Silas now and again (whether because they have been blackmailed into it, owe Silas themselves, or another reason). But, either way, they know of Jasmine’s existence and have come to Lunar Cove to monitor Jasmine and be there to make sure Jasmine follows through on the favor she owes her father when Silas comes to collect it. But, until then, they can live out their life as normal in LC. 

I could also imagine Jasmine not wanting anyone to know they know each other when your character comes to town and your character putting a rift into the fresh start Jasmine has been trying to create for herself since moving to Lunar Cove.

Would Also have a connection to the Reeds given that Silas is their dad.

We will be bringing Silas in as a temp villain at some point to which your character could interact with their ‘boss’.

Please be sure to contact the player before applying:

Becca is available for DMs on @cantfightmoonlight!!

#aaron johnson fc #alejandro speitzer fc #adeline rudolph fc #bruna marquezine fc #daniel henney fc #deepika padukone fc #mark consuelos fc #nathalie kelley fc #reina hardesty fc #all wc #werewolf wc #witch wc #human wc #vampire wc #fae wc #misc wc #rival organizations wc #burak celik fc #closed connection

[ducavalentinos]

El Chapo: 2.07 // Narcos Mexico: 3.03

#el chapo netflix #narcos mexico #joaquín guzmán #el chapo #marco de la o #alejandro edda #my edits #rewatching el chapo lately made me want to make this parallel set #bc it cracks me up how in both versions we had chapito rigging the miss pageant contest for his reina to win lool #tontamente enamorado ya lo estaba él :)) #and elba all happy with her crown is the cutest thing :))

[armatofu]

#🇪🇸 El primero de los escudos que puede considerarse como Escudo de España es el que adoptaron Isabel I de Castilla y Fernando II de Aragón #el 15 de enero de 1475 #concebido como la representación de las soberanías que ejercen En ella se dispuso que las armas combinadas las llevarían con iguales derech #de modo que pertenecerían conjuntamente tanto al rey como a la reina y no dispondrían de armas personales diferenciadas #lo cual es un caso extraordinario en España y con casi total seguridad #en Europa.El yugo. Mezclado con un cordón grueso #hace referencia a la leyenda del famoso nudo gordiano que cuenta que cuando el emperador Alejandro Magno llegó al templo de Gordio #halló un yugo atado por un nudo muy complejo del que se decía que quien lo desatase sería señor de toda Asia. Alejandro #sacó la espada y cortó el nudo #diciendo: “da lo mismo (tanto monta) cortar que desatar". Otros autores añaden que es además un juego de palabras cortesano de la época #cuando se adoptaba como emblema la inicial de la persona amada. Fernando adoptó el yugo #cuya forma coincidía con la de la inicial “Y” #por la que entonces comenzaba el nombre de la reina Ysabel. A su vez #ella adoptó las flechas como emblema de la “F” de Fernando.Las flechas: representadas unas veces #sueltas y otras #paralelas en número variable. Hacen referencia al viejo cuento del padre que al morir dice a sus hijos que #permaneciendo unidos como el haz #serán más fuertes.El Águila de San Juan: símbolo de la reina Isabel la Católica #representa a San Juan Evagelista #al que la reina profesaba gran devoción. Tanto Monta Fuente ABC.

[mundillotaurino]

Les résultats du Samedi 1er avril 2023 : Almendralejo, Pozoblanco, Navas del Rey, Villa del Prado

Tous les résultats de ce Samedi avec le retour dans les ruedos de Luis Reina

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#Alejandro Talavante #Almendralejo #Emilio de Justo #Juan Pedro Domecq #Luis Reina #Navas del Rey #Pozoblanco #Ubrique #Villaluenga del Rosario

[cristinabcn]

La Macanita: Versionando a Manuel Alejandro

La Macanita: Versionando a Manuel Alejandro

La Macanita: Covering Manuel Alejandro TERESA FERNANDEZ HERRERA Prensa Especializada “Querer y Amar” canción del jerezano más universal, Manuel Alejandro, compuesta para el llorado cantante José José, da título al gran espectáculo que como no podía ser de otra manera vio la primera luz en Jerez de la Frontera en el otoño de 2021, en el Teatro Villamarta. “Querer y Amar”, a song by the most…

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#CHICHARITO DE JEREZ #CULTURA FLAMENCA #ELENA LÓPEZ #ESPAÑA #FERNANDO SOTO #IRENE ORTEGA #JAVI PEÑA #JOSE ZARZANA #LA MACANITA #lomasleido #MANUEL VALENCIA #MARIA LOMAS DE GOÑI #PERICO NAVARRO #QUERER Y AMAR #ROSARIO MONTOYA "LA REINA GITANA" #TERESA FERNANDEZ HERRERA MEJOR PRENSA ESPECIALIZADA 2021 #TOMASA GUERRERO #VERSIONANDO A MANUEL ALEJANDRO

[l0velylecter]

Could you do headcanons on what nicknames the cod guys have for the reader? ALSO EATING UP ALL YOUR COD POSTS ISTG THEYRE SO SMACKING >:]

— the cod : mw ii men + nicknames !  characters : simon ‘ghost’ riley, john ‘soap’ mactavish, alejandro vargas, captain john price, phillip graves, kyle ‘gaz’ garrick, rodolfo parra  fandom : call of duty modern warfare ii tags : f!reader, not proofread  rating :  g for general , sfw! 

01 | Soap would call you hen, bonnie, and love. He’s a big ol’ sap, so pet names are definitely on the table, and when he’s especially moved or feeling more affectionate than usual, he’d call you  mo ghràdh, which is Gaelic for my love. Nothing makes him happier than teaching you the language, laughing as the words clumsily roll down your tongue.

02 | Graves calls you baby, babygirl, sugar, darl’, and sweetheart. He has a bunch of other nicknames for you, the list goes on, and they’re always so coy and smug as they roll down his tongue with a southern drawl. He's definitely big on pet names as a form of affection. 03 | Alejandro is known to be romantic, and he's old school, going with cariño, mi vida, amor, princesa. And sometimes, when he's feeling a little playful, he'd call you mami with a knowing smirk or a grin plastered across his face — leaving you flustered and blushing. 04 | Gaz calls you love, babe, darling, and hun, and you tease him about how painfully British he is. But your favorite has to be doll or angel, something about how he looks at you as he says it: eyes filled with awe and quiet admiration. It’s 10/10 guaranteed to earn him a kiss. 05 | Price refers to you as the missus and goes along with darling, sweetheart, honey, love. You love how the words sound out of his mouth, his voice gruff and heavy like whiskey. You especially love it when he hugs you from behind to whisper them against your ear, beard tickling your neck and making you squeal.

06 | Rodolfo is absolutely infatuated with you, obsessed if you will, so he is always calling you sweet names like corazón, mi celo, mi reina, bebé, and the list goes on. He sometimes sings a tune with it, showing just how excited he is to be home and next to you. And you love him all the more for that. 07 | In the beginning, Ghost wasn't big on pet names, and he will never call you them in the presence of others. But when you're alone, and he's sitting by the couch to listen to the vinyl you've just put on and cleaning his equipment, he'd call you from the kitchen — " would you pass me the screwdriver, love ?" You'd immediately drop everything you're doing to be by his side. He had stared at you, slightly surprised, eyebrow raised curiously. From then on, he'd let slip a couple of names like love, girl, princess, and even sweetheart.

a/n : anon you’re so sweet !!! a thousand smooches for you !! i’m so happy to hear that you’re eating up my work 🙈 the chef is blushing !!! i hope you enjoy this one too <3 it’s a bit short but sweet so i hope you like it + i made it f!reader because you did not specify and i freestyled, HOWEVER, if you had wanted it to be gender neutral let me know and i don’t mind making another one xx 😙 thanks for requesting, i had fun writing this !! 

#call of duty #call of duty modern warfare #call of duty modern warfare ii #call of duty imagine #call of duty fanfic #call of duty imagines #call of duty headcanons #call of duty hc #simon ghost riley #simon riley #simon riley x reader #simon riley x you #john soap mactavish #soap cod #soap x reader #soap x you #john soap mactavish x you #john price #john mactavish #john mactavish x you #captain jonathan price #jonathan price #captain price #captain john price #kyle gaz garrick #kyle gaz garrick x you #kyle gaz garrick x reader #gaz x reader #ghost call of duty #ghost mw2

[sprout-fics]

@sliverwolf20 who requested: Aftermath, "I belong to you. Only you... I'll always be yours. No matter what.", Price or Alejandro x reader

The soft, dove gray light of morning filters through the tall windows of your chambers, carrying with it the promise of hours ticking down until your inevitable fate.

The maids around you busy themselves quietly, silent just as you are standing before the ornate silver mirror in the corner of your room. You can hear them talking quietly as they busy themselves fetching pins, jewelry, offering woeful, hushed remarks to each other. You stand still as a statue, observing yourself in the mirror, taking in the red rimmed eyes and dark bags that speak of a night spent restlessly weeping into your pillow.

The wedding dress is a beautiful thing.

You’ve dreamt of this day for so long, told yourself that the day would ring with church bells and heavenly choirs, flowers thrown upon you and your beloved with well wishes meant for eternity. It should be a time of joy and peace, but now the solemn gray sky seems to mirror the interior of your heart.

The war is over, you’ve been told. This marriage to a man you don’t know, kind though he may be, will guarantee peace for a generation. You’ve known since long ago it was your destiny to be used as this- an instrument of alliances and trust, even though your heart will forever remain elsewhere. 

With the final battle, you’d waited by the castle gates for days, hoping and praying that each knight that rode home would be your beloved. Yet as the days passed, and the riders trickled down to few, your hope began to wane with the slow dawning of grief. The man you loved, the man who had kissed you gently and spoken utter adorations, had tucked your handkerchief against his breastplate and told you he’d return victoriously, had yet to return. Now, you realize he never will. Instead, you will be wed to a stranger for the promise of everlasting peace, and in the shadow of his memory you will forever grieve the beloved you have lost.

The veil settles ethereal over your face, and it manages to at least hide the brimming tears in your eyes. The maids say nothing, for they too know of your loss. You hear them sniffle and hide their swimming gazes away from you, but they can offer no words of comfort- for they know just how much you and the man who has been taken from you were meant to be. 

The church bells ring solemnly on the other side of the castle, signaling the hour. 

“It’s time, my lady.” One of your handmaidens whispers to you, and you nod mutely, tearing your eyes from your reflection. 

“Just a few moments.” You whisper to her, gently squeezing her hand when she offers it. “I wish to be alone.”

She nods, eyes downcast, and withdraws with the other maids. You’re left alone, staring at your beautiful reflection, and wishing it was any other day than this. 

You dreamed of wearing this dress for him, of taking his hand at the altar and for him to lift the veil from your face to kiss you softly. You dreamed last night, in your fitful slumber, of his wolf-ish smile and sparkling gaze. Even now, you think about his calloused hands and daring gaze that has forsaken death many times over. Your thoughts whisper his name for you- mi vida, corazón, cariño, amor, and you try to remember his breath on your skin as you lay bare against him in your bed.

The door opens.

“Please.” You whisper, voice raw. “Just a little longer.”

A pause.

“I thought perhaps you’d be pleased to see me, mi reina.”

When you turn, the tears are already streaming down your cheeks.

“Ale.” You whisper, scarcely breathing.

Your beloved knight smiles at you, weary but adoring, and wastes no time in crossing the room in several broad strides before lifting your veil and taking you to his lips. You taste your own tears there, a sobbing, almost hysterical sound bubbling up your throat as his lips find yours, your cheeks, your brimming eyes, peppering you in blessings as he coos adorations against your skin. 

“I thought-” You hiccup, clutching at his stained armor, caring not for the way the blood that isn’t his drips onto your pale dress. “I thought-”

He hushes you with another kiss, tucks you to his chest as you cry, rocking back and forth on his feet as he presses his nose into your hair. You whisper his name in a litany, breathing in the scent of leftover blood from his enemies and the sweat and grime of battle. 

“You really think I’d leave you so soon?” He asks, pulling back to wipe a gloved thumb across your cheek, and despite his grin you see his eyes are swimming with emotion. “Especially when some other man is here to take you from me?”

You sniffle, draw in a trembling breath, lean your face into his palm where it rests against your skin. "I belong to you. Only you... I'll always be yours. No matter what." You tell him in a gasp, words tumbling forth, gripping at him so severely you wonder if it would almost wound him. 

“I never thought for a moment otherwise, mi vida.” He rasps in Spanish, kissing you with such passion it steals the air from your lungs. “Peace or war, I will always come home to you.”

When the church bells toll once more, and you fall into his embrace, it feels like a vow.

#alejandro x reader #alejandro vargas x reader #valentines day fic requests #ask game #alejandro x f! reader

[mactavishwritings]

could you do more alejandro fics pls <3

totally! when I get off tonight, i'm hoping to write alehandro x cia/spy!reader. here's a lil something till then

You giggled as you watched Alejandro and Rudy drunkly argue with Soap and Gaz about who could pull you. You and Ghost were sitting a bit of ways away, but still close enough to hear the group of men 'whisper' amongst themselves. "Well, this should be interesting." You said to Ghost as you took a sip from your beer. "Even more so since Alejandro is coming over." Ghost responded, nodding towards the drunk man, who was swaying his hips towards you.

"Well hello." You smiled as he sat down. He leaned close to you with the biggest grin on his face. "Soap has bet me $50 that I can't get your number. If you give it to me, I will either split it with you or take you out on the nicest date you've ever been on." You heard Ghost choke a bit on his drink and you giggled even more.

"Deal. Make me dinner instead." You winked and the man lit up even more. "I'll use the money to take you shopping then." You were taken aback and shook your head. "No no no. Your money. Use it to make me food." You leaned closer to the man and looked over his shoulder to see Soap, Gaz, and Rudy all intensely watching, waiting to see if Alejandro would make out with the prize.

"No, mi amour. I refuse. Let me respect you and treat you like una reina." Alejandro took your hand and lightly kissed your knuckles. You blushed deeply and grabbed a pen from the bartender, writing your number clearly on a napkin and even added hearts on it to really spice it up for Soap.

"Gracias corazón. I look forward to our dinner." Alejandro said loud enough for the peanut gallery watching to hear and sauntered back over, leaving you and Ghost staring at each other with grins.

#alejandro x reader #alejandro #alejandro vargas #alejandro x you #alejandro fluff #alejandro vargas mw2 #alejandro vargas x you #alejandro vargas x reader #alejandro vargas imagine #alejandro vargas headcanons #cod x reader #codmw2022 #alejandro cod #ask

[forjongseong]

enchule // jay (ENHYPEN)

pairing: secretary!jay x CEO!fem!reader (part 11.5 of the series)

genre: office!au, fluff, smut (minors dni) // warning: older reader; Jay calls reader “Boss”; profanity; oral sex (m. receiving); fingering; unprotected sex; rough handling; Jay got too carried away :( // wc: ~8.5k (I also got carried away)

previous chapters:

part 1 - carmesí part 2 - mi reina part 3 - millones part 3.5 - hasta los dientes part 4 - vente conmigo part 5 - tusa part 5.5 - apaga y vámonos part 6 - versos de placer minisode part 1 - cuando nadie ve part 6.5 - yo te quiero más minisode part 2 - la niña de mis ojos part 7 - aeropuerto minisode part 3 - falling autumn minisode part 4 - night night part 8 - ambulancia minisode part 5 - subtítulos part 9 - al caer la noche minisode part 6 - after last night part 9.5 - the way you look tonight part 10 - mon soleil minisode part 7 - daylight minisode part 8 - subside minisode part 9 - your princess, my queen part 11 - qué bonito

next chapters:

click here for the masterlist

summary: Jay had taken you to Greece for your birthday, so you decided to take him to Australia for his.

author’s notes: welcome to part 11.5! this one is 3k words longer than the original half episodes. (oops)

HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY, JAY! my one and only, my sun and stars, the moon of my life, the air that I breathe, and my reason to wake up every morning... initially I planned on releasing this special .5 part right on his birthday, but a lot of things happened, and I kept getting creatively cockblocked for some reason, so here we are 5 or 6 days later with a half episode that, hopefully, with its length, can quench the thirst for you readers (my dear carmesimps) out there.

after the love I received in part 11, I hope this part also suffices! warning: don't forget to regulate your breathing and stay hydrated because the smut scenes here are hot...ter than usual, if I can say so myself...

behold! the song title for this part:

will you just look at the lyrics???

I don't know what happened that my mouth liked it when I stole a kiss from you it was just a game that got out of control, the rules were broken now your name doesn't leave my mind if you want to repeat it, I remember where Baby, I show up even if it's far I feel despair if I don't see you

tell me that's not Jay?????? literally???

taglist: @jaylaxies @thots4hee @jayked @end-hyphen @nyanggk @yoursjaeyun @maggstar @bucketofhiros @dimplejaehyuncutie @excusememissiloveyou @shinkenprincess-oh @mochimchimo @jongseonglogy

(send an ask if you want to be added)

From the corner of your eye, you spotted a figure walking towards you steadily, and when he arrived right in front of you, you recognized the pair of shoes and immediately looked up.

“Remind me again why Jake is tagging along for our honeymoon?” Jay asked as he held a cardboard cup holder filled with three different drinks.

“Oh, thanks, mate,” Jake said, reaching out for his iced americano. The force of his hands almost tipped the whole cup holder, so you calmly held it in place by supporting the bottom with one hand.

“Sorry, Noona,” Jake continued. It seemed like he did not hear Jay’s complaint and was merely happy that his beverage order had arrived.

Jay sighed as he took his seat beside you, letting you hold both his drink and yours. He melted to your side and rested his head on your shoulder, to which you softly chuckled and patted his cheek with your free hand.

“This isn’t our honeymoon, it’s your birthday trip,” you explained. “We’re only gone for six days, and I want our actual honeymoon to last at least two weeks.”

“Sounds like a dream,” Jay muttered. “Do you think the company will be fine without the both of us? For fourteen business days?”

You shrugged and it made Jay’s head shake in place. “We probably need several meetings before we leave and during the honeymoon, I’ll have to check in once in a while.”

“That seems unfair. I don’t want you distracted during our honeymoon,” Jay said, pouting.

“Then I shouldn’t have married my secretary, don’t you think?” You brought your hand up and squished Jay’s cheeks, forcing him to pout his lips even more.

“If you need help and if you have a vacant position, you can hire me, Noona,” Jake chimed in, nudging your left elbow.

“You say that, yet you’re here with us,” Jay commented. “It’s because the destination is Brisbane, isn’t it?”

“Bingo,” Jake replied.

“Exactly,” you said at the same time.

Then both you and Jake snorted at the same time, and it made Jay wonder if the two of you were actually siblings.

When Jake told you a couple of weeks ago that he was going to visit his brother’s family in Brisbane, you immediately asked him a thousand questions about his plan—when he’s leaving, how long he’s staying, whether you should go and visit Brisbane with him, all the sorts. It took you a minute to realize Jay was staring at you the whole time, with a disapproving look, almost like he was hurt that you had forgotten his existence.

You found a less packed week that overlapped with Jay’s birthday, so without even asking if he approved, you cleared out both your schedules and planned your trip ahead, only notifying him three days before your flight so he would have enough time to pack. On the one hand, he was happy that you surprised him this time with a trip. On the other hand, he wished you had told him at least a week before, so he could participate in planning too.

“Just to be clear,” Jay began, clearing his throat. “You’re not tagging along for the whole time, right? Like we’re not gonna see you every day?”

“Of course not,” Jake answered. “But I’ll be on standby whenever Y/N Noona needs a tour guide. I can ask my brother for recommendations.”

“If it’s a city she grew up in, I bet she’ll be a good enough tour guide, but thanks anyways,” Jay said as he took a sip of his iced tea.

“You two speak as if I’m not sitting in between.” You shook your shoulder once and Jay immediately straightened up. “I think we’re boarding soon.”

The two guys redirected their attention to the gate, and as the staff made the announcement, the three of you stood up at the same time, gathering your belongings.

“Noona,” Jake leaned into you. “Thanks for the upgrade to business class.”

“Thank me too, the fuck,” Jay groaned, stretching his arms to the side. “It’s my birthday trip, remember?”

“Can you two stop bickering so I don’t feel like a nanny on duty?” You complained, staring at Jake and then Jay.

“Yes, Ma’am,” the two said in unison.

---

You had made the mistake of posting your trip on your private Instagram stories, and around the same time, your auntie—who was not really your aunt, just an old friend of your parents—replied to your post and demanded you come to see her. She even sent her husband to pick you up at your hotel, and you were too flustered and too polite to refuse.

Luckily, Jay is a natural at initiating conversations with new people. He offered to sit beside the driver, which was your auntie’s husband, Tim, and they began talking about the most random things regarding living in Australia, particularly Gold Coast. As the car drove along the more crowded streets, Tim explained a lot about the important places like he was a paid tour guide. It gave you enough time to respond to your family group chat, updating them about your trip.

“Are the boys not here, Auntie Nina?” You asked, looking around the room and noticing how quiet it felt.

Jay sat beside you at the dining table while you watched Tim and Nina prepare drinks and snacks. Jay leaned to whisper to you.

“Auntie Nina only has sons?”

“Three.”

“They’re all busy with work and college. My youngest is getting his master’s,” Nina smiled, walking towards the table, and placing a pitcher of iced tea and four clear glasses in the center.

“That’s wonderful,” Jay responded. “I bet he’s good in school too, huh?”

And just like that the conversation flowed naturally again. You updated them about your parents and told them a little bit about your work, and once they learned that Jay works for you, they both asked how you two met. You eyed Jay, who then tilted his chin to let you tell your version of the story, so of course, you did and had to censor some parts. Particularly the kiss in your office.

“He was just paying so much attention to me that I couldn’t help but notice him too,” you finished, tracing your finger on the outline of your glass. “I think I got lucky.”

“You’re gonna make me cry right here,” Jay said, stifling a sob.

Tim and Nina laughed at Jay, who literally had his lips quivering, and you brought your hands up to cup his face and comfort him, pouting at his cuteness. The rest of the night went by in a flash, with a delicious dinner prepared by Nina and a safe ride back to the hotel with Tim.

---

“I had a lot of fun today,” Jay said, making himself comfortable on the sofa, lying behind you.

You changed the channel on the TV, searching for a good movie. You felt like watching cable in hotels was somewhat a nostalgic activity, and you also found it quite therapeutic to just have the TV on while you keep yourself busy.

“I’m glad you did,” you replied as you placed your hand over his arm, which was now wrapped around your waist. “Jake is going to take us to the beach tomorrow.”

“I love that,” Jay muttered, kissing your shoulder. “Thank you for planning everything, babe.”

“It’s about time I return the favor.” You closed your eyes for a minute before turning your head slightly to your right, inhaling his scent. “You smell good.”

“Must be because I showered,” Jay replied nonchalantly. “You smell good too,” he said, kissing your cheek.

“Well, I haven’t showered yet, so I don’t know what you’re on.”

“I love the way you smell when you’re sweaty,” he said, tracing his finger along your shoulder and down your arm. “Reminds me of something in particular.”

You sighed heavily before you chuckled, feeling Jay’s fingers tickling your waist. “We’re not going to watch this movie, are we?” You asked.

Jay shrugged. “We can try.”

You exhaled in defeat and Jay chuckled lowly, placing his lips on the back of your shoulder, and staying there for a while. Your eyes focused on the TV and your fingers started stroking his arm that was wrapped around your chest. After a while, Jay settled into a more comfortable position, resting his head on a stack of pillows higher than yours so he could watch the movie too.

“Jay,” you called. He hummed and squeezed your waist. “After we go to the beach tomorrow, will you come with me to—”

“Yes,” he interrupted.

“You didn’t let me finish.”

“You don’t have to. ‘With me’ was all I needed to hear. I’ll go with you anywhere.”

Jay’s voice was close to your ear, and when he finished speaking you felt like you were covered in a soft and warm blanket. You smiled to yourself before bringing his hand up for you to kiss. You then carefully turned around to face him, still lying down on the sofa, and he pulled you closer to him to keep you from falling off.

“I’m so lucky,” you whispered, tracing your fingers along his jawline.

He smiled widely and your mouth mimicked his expression.

“I’m glad the feeling’s mutual,” he said, before leaving a chaste kiss on your lips.

---

Jake’s eyes widened in wonder as he observed you and Jay belting notes to Yuuri’s Shutter, which was on the playlist that you chose for the drive. Jay insisted on driving, since Jake’s brother was kind enough to lend you all his car and because Jake was not confident enough to be the man behind the wheel. Naturally, you rode shotgun and did your best to navigate the map and handle the choice of songs.

The song reached its bridge and climax, and Jake giggled at the way you and Jay both inhaled dramatically before hitting the final chorus which had a key change. The whole performance became even more dramatic with the wind blowing through the open windows, and you had to push your sunglasses up to wear as a headband to keep your hair from flying all over the place.

You heard the sound of Jake clapping from the backseat, and you turned around and looked at him in confusion. Jake grinned at you.

“Was that a sad song? It sounded sad,” Jake spoke, eyeing the screen that showed the playlist. “You both sound devastated.”

You snorted and Jay shook his head. “It’s Yuuri! What do you expect?” He protested, carefully bringing the car to a stop.

Several people crossed the street, and you quietly observed them. Jay tapped his fingers on the steering wheel and adjusted the volume of the speakers.

“And since when do you speak Japanese, Noona?” Jake asked, poking his head through the gap between you and Jay at the same time the light turned green.

“I don’t?” You said, slightly confused.

“She just has the lyrics memorized,” Jay explained. You nodded in agreement.

You proceeded to play more of Yuuri’s songs and Jake happily bobbed his head while listening to them until you all arrived at Surfer’s Paradise. It took a while to find a close enough parking spot, but when you did, you and Jake instantly turned into kids.

“Oh my God,” you gasped, watching the soft waves coming up the sand. “I’ve been wanting to come back here for ages.”

Jake jogged towards you and his hair moved up and down. “Noona! Race you to the water.”

“Aaaaaah!!!”

Jay was startled at the way you and Jake both shrieked and laughed uncontrollably as you made your way to the shore. Jake almost tripped and lost balance, and you had to stop and squat to laugh properly. You then crawled your way on the sand, only to stand up and catch up to Jake as soon as his feet hit the water.

When you turned around, you saw Jay holding up his phone, recording everything. There were wrinkles on the corners of his eyes from the way he was smiling, and it seemed like he was trying not to laugh to prevent the phone from shaking too much. Jake caught your attention by slightly splashing you with the salt water, and you flinched before you chased him down.

“I won! I won!” Jake shouted, flapping his hands around to counter your attacks. You were flinging your arms in hopes that it would hit him.

“Okay, that’s enough!” Jay raised his voice, putting his phone back in his pocket before walking towards you. “Don’t tire her.”

Jake furrowed but at the same time you started coughing, and in between coughs you explained to him that laughing and running, or talking and walking up the stairs at the same time, was one of your asthma triggers. He immediately felt bad, and he hesitantly patted your back gently as you tried to control your breathing.

“Sorry, Noona,” Jake said before eyeing Jay cautiously. “We can just sit down and chill now.”

Jay was about to nudge Jake, but you stopped him by grabbing his arm.

“I’m fine!” You insisted as you watched Jay unfold a picnic mat. The two of them waited for you to sit before taking their places beside you.

“How do you like Brisbane and Gold Coast so far, mate?” Jake asked, peering over you to look at Jay.

You smiled and lay down completely, and Jay looked at you for a split second before answering.

“I get why you two are attached to this city,” Jay replied. “It’s the perfect balance between quiet and crowded.”

“Exactly,” you chimed in, squinting your eyes to avoid the sun.

Jake continued the conversation while Jay took out cans of soda and packs of sandwiches to munch on. Whenever you started to giggle, Jay was quick to pull you up back to your sitting position, and Jake also put his hand on your back out of reflex. The three of you ended up talking about a lot of things even long after you finished your snacks, and if it weren’t for Jake checking the time, you all would have stayed even longer.

“I need to take my hyung’s car back, but before that, I can drive you guys to the hotel?” Jake offered, dusting his pants from the sand as he stood up first.

Jay looked at you and you looked back at Jake. “I actually need to drop by a friend’s home and then the pharmacy. It’s fine, we can take the train.”

“Are you sure?” Jake asked, more towards Jay than to you.

Jay nodded. “Say hi to your brother for us,” he said.

“Alright then,” Jake responded. “I’ll text you again later.”

On the train ride to your friend’s house, you fell asleep on Jay’s shoulder, and he was determined to stay awake and alert, taking over the navigating duty that was supposed to be yours. Initially, you did not want to stay for longer than an hour at your friend’s, but she and her husband insisted, and Jay was more than happy to chat more with the new people he just befriended. Before going back to the hotel, you made a stop at the local drugstore and went through a list of products that your mother had asked for.

You both arrived at the hotel later than planned and by then you were exhausted. As you were taking off your makeup, Jay leaned back on the wall beside the bathroom door, looking at you.

“Can I help you?” You asked as you realized he wasn’t going to stop staring.

Jay chuckled before putting his hands in his pockets. “Just waiting for the bathtub to fill up. What? I’m not allowed to stare at my wife?”

You smiled softly and held a cotton pad over your eyelids. “So for tomorrow, I don’t have anything grand planned. We’re just gonna stay here and go for a walk if you’d like. But then the day after that is your birthday, so you get to choose whatever you want to do.”

“Really?” Jay replied, his eyes lighting up. “Great, then I can use some time tomorrow to look up stuff to do.”

“Mm-hm.” You wiped off the residue on your face before stretching out your arms. “Are you going to take a bath now?”

“Do you wanna join me?” Jay asked as he took a couple steps towards you.

“I’m…” you paused to look at your reflection, “I’m really tired, actually.”

Jay placed his hands on your shoulders and started rubbing you gently. “That’s my point. I’ll give you a massage. Come on.”

“You know I should be the one pampering you, right?” You looked at Jay through the reflection.

He brought his hands to cup your chin and tilted your head upwards before planting a kiss on your forehead.

“It’s not my birthday yet. Just come relax with me, okay?”

There was no way you could refuse your husband, especially when he was asking so politely.

“Just a bath,” you demanded as you stood up. “Nothing more.”

Jay chuckled, but then you gave him a sharp stare and he nodded. “Nothing more,” he said, clearing his throat. He then took one step back. “After you, my love.”

---

You slowly opened your eyes and found yourself staring at the dark. When you turned your head to the right, you noticed the faint light from the sun rising outside, and you guessed that it was still way too early in the morning to be doing anything. A second later, you remembered that you had a horrible dream where you got lost in a maze, and you called for Jay, but he never appeared.

To your relief, when you turned to Jay’s side you found him there, still fast asleep. You took a deep breath before bringing your hand up to caress his face, also brushing his hair back in the process. His breath was steady, despite his eyebrows forming a frown, and you stroked his cheek before you leaned in to kiss him.

Your kiss woke him up. He stirred before he opened his eyes, and you melted right beside him, grabbing both his hands and holding them tight between yours.

“Hey,” he greeted you, his voice croaked. “Good morning.”

“Morning, baby,” you whispered, placing his palm under your cheek, and resting your head back on the pillow.

He moved his thumb across your cheek before clearing his throat. “Is everything okay?”

You nodded, and Jay shot you a tired smile. You snuggled closer to him, caging yourself in his arms and moving close enough until you could touch your lips to his neck. His arms wrapped around your waist naturally, and when you kissed his chin he chuckled, squeezing you gently.

You moved your hand to his arm and squeezed him there, and with that, he looked down at you with his eyes only half open. You tilted your head slightly, bumping your nose to his chin before you carefully grazed your lips over his. You felt his lips slowly part, and that’s when you dived in for a passionate kiss.

Holding his face close to yours and letting him press your body onto his, you kissed him deeply. You felt his tongue swipe across your bottom lip, and as you opened your mouth you moaned when you felt his tongue tug against yours. You stopped for a split second only to catch your breath before you kissed him again, your leg thrown over his waist, latching your hip onto his.

Jay’s hands traveled underneath your camisole, bunching up the fabric until his palms were the only thing keeping your back warm. He stroked your back softly and ran his fingers down your waist and to your hips as he continued to lock lips with you. For a moment, the sound of your lips smacking was the only thing you could hear, aside from the soft sound of the clock on the wall ticking.

“I want to try something,” you confessed, pulling away only to find a strand of saliva connecting your lips and his.

Jay leaned in for one last kiss before he replied. “What is it?”

As much as you wanted to stay in his arms, to feel his hands run through your hair and along your back, you wanted to pamper him. You wanted him to feel more pleasure, so you had to fight yourself from staying in place.

“Just a second,” you whispered before pushing yourself away from him. His arms stayed there for a while as he watched you take off your top and sit straight, leaning against the headboard. “Come sit between my legs,” you demanded.

Jay’s eyes squinted in confusion, but his body was quick to react. He shuffled out of the covers to go to you, but before he could settle, you clicked your tongue.

“I want you naked, though.”

“Yes, Ma’am.”

His tone of enthusiasm, in contrast with his messy bed hair, made you chuckle. He got undressed in seconds, and you reached out your arms when he made his way between your legs, resting his back against your chest.

“Oh,” he sighed, “this feels good.”

“I haven’t even started.”

“No, I know,” Jay rested his head on your right shoulder. “I just know it’s gonna be good.”

You had to hold yourself back from rolling your eyes, so you grabbed his chin and pressed your lips roughly against his, earning a light chuckle from him.

“Just relax, okay?” You mumbled against his lips.

“Are you comfortable? I don’t want to be leaning or pressing too hard on you,” Jay said, his eyes flickered from your lips to your chest.

Unbelievable, you thought. On the verge of receiving pleasure, he was still thinking of you.

“I’m fine, baby, thank you,” you replied, kissing his temple. Jay then relaxed and placed his hands on your thighs.

You began caressing his chest, trailing your fingers from his nipples, down to his abs and the v-line that always drives you crazy. You noticed his breath hitched once he saw your hands moving downwards, and you had to press your lips to his ear to give him reassurance.

“Relax,” you whispered.

You reached for his penis with your left hand, bringing your right hand back up to his nipple to pinch and play with it in hopes that it will get him hard fast. He flinched before he relaxed in your touch, occasionally whimpering when he felt that you were pinching too hard. Your hand moved up and down his shaft, continuing the motion until you felt him gradually harden in between your fingers.

“There he is,” you chuckled softly, lips grazing his earlobe. “A good morning to you, Sir.”

At this point, Jay was moaning at your every touch, and he even shifted in his seat once he felt your lips pressed against his neck. You began sucking softly, determined to make him feel enough pleasure but without leaving a noticeable mark. You continued kissing him down his shoulder while stroking his cock, which was now fully erect.

“Show me how you like it,” you requested. “Use your hands and show me.”

“What?” Jay asked, confused. He didn’t realize that his breath had become heavier. “But I’ve barely touched myself since we started—”

“I know,” you responded. You kissed his neck again for reassurance and he sighed contentedly. “I just want to see how you used to pleasure yourself.”

You had moved your hands up to his biceps and you were stroking him there. With one squeeze, he began palming himself with one hand as he adjusted his position between your legs. You observed quietly as you paid close attention to the motion of his hands—the way he took long strokes from top to bottom, the way he ends each stroke with a slight squeeze towards the tip, the way his head fell back when he increased the speed. You noticed how he was almost panting like it was too much and he was trying to hold back.

“I don’t… Do you… Should I do this until I cum?”

The uncertainty in his voice and the submissive nature of it made you fall for him more, as if that was even possible. You nodded and gently nudged the side of his head with yours.

“You can cum if you want, baby.”

“But,” Jay paused before he opened his eyes and looked at you. “I want you to make me cum.”

And how could you refuse?

“Okay,” you whispered, kissing his lips. “Do you want my hands?” You kissed him again. “Or my mouth?” You kissed his jawline. “Or do you want my pussy?” You kissed his earlobe.

You could basically feel Jay shiver under your touch before he answered you, only after taking a considerable amount of time to decide.

“Your… mouth,” Jay muttered. “Can I?”

“Of course.”

You stretched out your legs and moved from behind Jay, making him rest his back against the headboard. He leaned comfortably after you placed a couple of pillows behind his back, and once he was set you crawled your way downwards, taking your position this time between his legs.

The sight of you on all fours with your ass up and your head over his crotch made him groan. You saw his cock twitch and decided to put him out of his misery. He had been a good boy, after all, listening to your requests and delivering, so you kissed the tip of his cock before putting it into your mouth.

You almost gagged from the way his length quickly filled up your mouth, and you could hear him shudder from the single move. You began bobbing your head up and down, coating his shaft with your saliva, and you felt his fingers very carefully brush your hair away from your face before bunching them up into a ponytail. He kept holding your hair as you continued your ministrations, and every whimper or moan that you heard from him served as your sole motivation.

You tried taking his whole length in, and you felt your jaw stretch a little too wide. The pause in your movements made him concerned, so he tried his best to comfort you by reaching out for your hand. You took his hand in yours, and you continued to suck him, alternating between kisses and kitten licks too.

“I’m c-close,” Jay whimpered. His body was shaking involuntarily, and you were secretly proud of yourself that you were able to make him feel this way.

You pulled your lips away from his cock with a pop, and you wiped your mouth with the back of your hand before you spoke. “You can cum in my mouth, baby.”

“Are you sure?” He asked.

You hummed and quickly put his length in between your lips again. You heard him mutter several curse words as you continued, and when you felt his hips start to thrust upwards, you held him in place by gripping his waist. The grip of his hand that was holding your hair up began to loosen, and after one last suck, you felt him release in your mouth. You were lucky you braced yourself, otherwise it would have ended in a choking mess.

You couldn’t take all of his cum, so when you pulled away some of it was dripping down your chin. You swallowed the rest, though, and when you looked at him, he was looking back at you in awe.

“It’s not my birthday yet, is it?” He asked, breathless.

You wiped your bottom lip with your thumb as you chuckled, and you shook your head as you made your way up to him, straddling him in the process.

“Fuck. Thank you for that,” Jay said as soon as your face was level with his. “Kiss me.”

“You sure?” You halted, hovering over his body before he pulled you in by the neck, licking your lips clean and kissing you feverishly.

“Wait,” he said all of a sudden, pulling back. You frowned. “Your turn.”

He placed his hands on your hips and slammed you down on his crotch, earning a surprised yelp from you. You then chuckled and he did the same, kissing you only after you relaxed on top of him.

“If you keep kissing me like this, I think I can cum,” you whispered against his lips.

“Is that a challenge?” Jay taunted, his fingers moving down to push your panties to the side. “If it is, get ready.”

You moaned into his mouth as soon as you felt his fingers graze your folds. With just one touch, you were already shaking from pleasure, and it didn’t help that he was nibbling your lips and kissing you like oxygen was only coming out of your mouth. He inserted one finger, and then two, and when he put in his third finger you gasped for air, unlatching your mouth from his.

“Jay,” you panted. “It’s too much.”

You felt his fingers curl inside of you and you whimpered, your body shaking as your head fell to his shoulder. You rested your forehead there as support, and you were grabbing his arms for dear life.

“Jay,” you whined helplessly.

“Oh, come on, baby,” Jay spoke right into your ear. Somehow you could hear him smirk. “You always take my dick so well. Surely, three fingers are nothing?”

You moaned again as he began moving his fingers in and out of you faster, and although you had already lost track of time, you knew that it took you less time to cum compared to him. Within a minute you were already a shaking, moaning mess on his lap, and you couldn’t even complain when you heard him chuckle proudly, his chest moving against yours during the process.

Jay’s fingers slipped out of you and as he brought them up to his face, you could see the way they were coated with your cum. But then he swiped his index finger over your lips, as if applying lip balm, before taking all three fingers into his mouth and sucking them clean.

“You’re fucking crazy,” you sighed, one hand latched onto his shoulder and your head resting against the crook of his neck.

He chuckled and your body moved with his.

“You’re welcome, baby.”

---

You walked out of the bedroom and into the living room all dressed up and covered in a light coat, and when Jay noticed you, he had to do a double take, completely abandoning his attention over his phone.

“Where are you going?” He asked, quickly eyeing your outfit from head to toe.

“I just need to pick up something from the lobby,” you said, waving your hand to emphasize that it wasn’t something of his concern.

“You’ll be back soon, right?” Jay asked again, sounding slightly worried.

You nodded. “Of course, I will, baby.”

You blew Jay a flying kiss and he made smooching faces back at you before you headed out the door. Jay then picked up his phone and continued his search for must-do activities that might fit into your schedule tomorrow. He must have been completely immersed because the next thing he knew you were already back, while he felt like you left only two minutes ago. You were holding a suspicious box, and you smiled as you made your way to the coffee table in front of the sofa Jay was sitting on.

“Now I know your birthday is tomorrow, but I figured we could get the cake a day early and eat it when the clock strikes midnight or something,” you explained without waiting for him to ask. “That is, of course, if you want to.”

Jay had never heard you sound so unsure, or were you being nervous? Either way, he found you absolutely adorable, and he smiled widely as he put away his phone and leaned in.

“What cake is it?” He asked.

“Chocolate,” you replied. You saw him raise an eyebrow. “Your favorite. The expensive kind.”

Jay chuckled lightly and shook his head. You excused yourself to put the cake in the fridge and you trotted back to your original spot, standing in front of the TV. Jay looked up at you in question, tilting his head, while you took a deep breath.

“I can’t believe I’m doing this,” you muttered to yourself while at the same time checking that it was two hours left until Jay’s big day.

“What is happening?” Jay said, his tone curious.

You sighed, taking your phone out and setting the volume to the max before choosing a song that definitely sounded seductive. You placed your phone on the table and began undoing the belt of your coat.

“Mr. Park Jongseong,” you spoke. “This dance is for you.”

You began moving your hips to the beat of the song and Jay’s jaw dropped. As you pulled the belt off and tugged the coat down, it pooled to the floor and revealed the tightest dress you have ever worn wrapped around your body.

“Oh my God,” Jay said under his breath.

The dress, colored in Jay’s favorite shade of green, hugged your curves in all the right places. The spaghetti straps were barely holding it over your chest, and you were fully aware that Jay was already looking at your protruding nipples. You lifted your leg to take off your shoes, and the tight skirt of the dress rode up your thigh. Jay licked his lips and leaned back on the sofa, amused and obviously ready for whatever you had prepared for him.

You continued to sway slowly, trying your best to keep your moves subtle and in sync with the music. You made a gesture of hugging yourself, and in the process, one of the straps slid down your shoulder. You heard Jay take a deep breath, and you looked at him as you pulled the other strap down before taking a step closer to him.

“Y/N,” Jay muttered, adjusting his position on the sofa. It was clear that your little dance was making him hot and bothered, exactly how you wanted him to be.

Very carefully, you kneeled on the floor, feeling the softness of the rug brush against your knees. You reached for Jay’s hand, which was resting on top of his thigh, and tugged on it slightly just to kiss the back of it, like he was a king that you worshipped. You then moved back and sat on the balls of your feet, stretching your arms to the side and up before bringing them back down like it was one of the most important moves of your rehearsed choreography.

Then, you sat and faced the side, bringing your knees up to your chest, which obviously made the dress ride up even further. You could feel Jay’s eyes glued on you, and you rested the palms of your hands to your side, pushing them to your back as you slowly lay back down, keeping only your ass on the floor and your back arched.

Jay scoffed before he palmed his erection over his jeans, and you smiled as you sat back up and began crawling your way to him. You put both hands on his knees and he immediately grabbed them, pulling you up and onto his lap. You whimpered when you felt his clothed hard-on rub against your bare cunt, and he realized you were not wearing underwear only after he slid his hands on your thighs and under your dress.

“Fuck, baby,” Jay hissed. “You really came prepared.”

You hummed and he smiled, strengthening his grip on your thighs. You took one of his hands off and brought them up to your chest, tugging on your dress. He immediately pulled it down, revealing your tits and erect nipples.

“God,” he whispered. “Thank you for this meal.”

Jay latched his lips on your tit and you giggled, welcoming him in your embrace and resting your hand on the back of his head. He licked, sucked, and kissed your boobs so hungrily yet also so tenderly, and there was no way you could keep your eyes open throughout the whole process. His other hand pulled your dress down completely, making it bunch around your waist. His hips began thrusting upwards, and you winced as you felt the rough fabric cause friction between your folds.

“You know,” you began, breathless, “this would be better if we took it to the bedroom.

Jay did not stop kissing you. In fact, he moved his mouth upwards and started sucking your neck while his hands traveled down to your thighs, gripping them tightly before he stood up with a grunt. He bit down on your neck, and you stifled back a moan, and as he maneuvered the both of you to the bedroom, you had to be his eyes and his ears.

“Don’t drop me,” you warned. “Don’t bump me into a wall either.”

Jay smiled and moved to kiss your chin, and before you knew it he had thrown you on the bed, gently, if that was even possible. He wasted no time in undressing, pulling the top of his white shirt over his head and unbuttoning his jeans. When he started unzipping, though, he paused to look at you.

“Wait, babe,” he began, “you were done with your dance, right?”

You chuckled. “The goal was to get you to carry me to bed, so yes, mission accomplished.”

Jay smirked as he pulled his jeans down with his boxers. He then tugged on your dress around your waist, and you lifted up your hips so he could take it off completely.

“Did you just buy that dress for me to take off?” He asked.

You nodded innocently, and Jay let out a breathy chuckle before he hovered over you.

“Thank you for the little show, baby,” he said, caressing your face. “You’re so fucking sexy.” He kissed your lips. “I mean, fuck.”

You couldn’t help but giggle, and he smiled so wide that the corner of his eyes crinkled. “Practicing that was so embarrassing for me.”

Jay frowned. “You practiced?”

“In my mind,” you clarified. “It almost took a toll on me. Could you tell that I was nervous?”

Jay was kissing your neck as you spoke, and he laughed onto your skin. His finger then trailed down your waist and quickly reached your core, and he drew a line along your folds which instantly made your breath hitch.

“From this, I can tell you were just aroused as I was,” he whispered, sucking softly on your neck. “Am I right, baby?”

You whimpered before nodding slowly. “Yes,” you whispered back.

Jay then grabbed you by the waist and flipped you over, making you sit on his toned abs as he relaxed and placed his hands under his head.

“Ride me, baby,” he requested. “Give me an encore.”

You placed your hands on his shoulder and scooted downwards until you felt his shaft press against your core. Jay groaned and moved his hips up, and you had to palm his chest to keep him from moving.

“Go on,” he continued. His position was relaxed, seemingly determined to just watch you do your thing.

You began slowly rubbing your folds along his shaft, from the bottom up and then back again. With every stroke, you moaned softly, and your eyes were closed but Jay was observing your face closely. It drove him crazy how you practically looked intoxicated, and he was motivated to watch you keep going.

“That’s it, baby,” he commented. “Just grind on me like that.”

Your movements became faster, and your moans gradually became louder too.

“Keep going,” Jay whispered. “You look so beautiful, baby.”

You whined as you continued rubbing against him, and you were desperate for more.

“I don’t want to cum yet,” you muttered. “Not now.”

“Put it in, baby,” Jay said, bringing one hand to your thigh to stroke it. “We can take it slow.”

You lifted your hips and reached for his cock, aligning his tip to your entrance. You then sank slowly on him as your eyes rolled back, and you heard Jay letting out a shaky breath as he completely filled you up.

“Oh my God, Jay,” you whined. “You’re stretching me out so good. You’re so big.”

Normally you would leave the words of affirmation in the form of desperate whines and moans, but for tonight, you wanted him to hear exactly what you were thinking of, and from the way his Adam’s apple bobbed you knew it was something he liked.

“Tell me how it feels, baby,” he said, squeezing your hips.

“So good,” you whimpered, feeling him twitch inside of you. “You feel so… so good.”

Seeing how you, a woman who is usually good with words, repeat the same thing three times already boosted Jay’s ego. His hands moved to your ass, and he squeezed you there, earning another lewd moan from you.

“J-Jay…”

“Mmhm, baby,” Jay replied as he began thrusting. “Tell me more.”

Jay pushed himself up with his elbows and you rested your arms on his shoulder until he sat all the way up, staying inside of you. Your chest was now pressed against his, and he moved his face closer to yours, only close enough for your noses to brush against each other.

“I…” you began after licking your lips, “I want you to fill me up all night.”

Jay smiled before giving your lips a peck. “Do you think you can handle that, baby?”

His hands squeezed your ass harder, pushing them towards him and guiding the way you grinded your hips. Your breath gradually became heavier.

“I want to,” you continued. “I want you inside me. I want your lips on me. On my lips, on my neck, on my—”

You moaned when you felt him lick and suck on the skin beneath your jaw. Your grip on his shoulder tightened.

“On my pussy, too,” you finished your sentence with great effort.

“Hmm?” Jay hummed in response. “Do you want me to switch and put my lips down there now?”

“No!” You replied without missing a beat and sounding way too pathetic. “Not now, you’re still filling me up so good.”

Jay chuckled. Again with ‘so good’, as if those were the only words you could use to describe the feeling.

“Tell me what you want me to do right now.”

“Your hand on the back of my head,” you said. Jay did so. “Pull my hair and make me tilt my head so you can—”

You breathed shakily when you felt him suck on your skin, bruising your neck even further. You were sure you would be left with hickeys all over, but you didn’t care.

“What else, baby?” Jay mumbled against your skin.

“Stop asking me and just be rough,” you answered. “Please?”

Jay kissed you passionately and slid his tongue along your lips before pulling away. He held your ass up and slid out of you, only to hold you by your hips and turn you around. You immediately got on all fours and pushed your ass up, and when you felt his cock align with your cunt again you bunched up the sheets in your hands.

You moaned with every thrust Jay made, and his grip was strong on your hips. Your ass slapped against his pelvis, and the lewd sound echoed throughout the room along with your whimpers and his grunts. He heard you whisper ‘harder’, and he was more than happy to do so, hearing your moans go even louder.

You felt Jay’s hand move down from your hips to your thighs, and it took you a while to realize he was maneuvering you both to lie down on your sides. He pulled you towards him until your back was pressed against his chest, and with one hand he lifted up your leg before entering you again. The position allowed him to hit you on the right spot, and you screamed his name almost a little too loud. He continued to thrust into you, his skin slapping against yours, his grip firm against your thigh, and his teeth sinking into your skin like you were his prey.

“Jay…” you called, running out of breath.

Jay maintained the same pace but exerted more strength, pushing your leg even further up.

“Jay,” you called again, feeling tears beginning to pool in your eyes from the mixture of pleasure and pain.

You heard him grunt against your ear and you felt his other hand squeezing your boob a little too hard.

“Jay,” you tried again. “You’re hurting me.”

His movements stopped in an instant. His grip on your thigh loosened and you slowly felt him sliding out of you.

“No,” you reached to grab his hand in yours. “Stay inside.”

“Baby,” he called, his voice hoarse.

You rested your leg and brought your hand to your nape. Jay immediately put his hand over yours as he slid out of you completely. You were about to protest, but you were met with his eyes full of worry.

“I’m sorry,” he said as he hovered over you. “I’m so sorry, baby.”

You licked your lips before bringing your hand up to caress his face. “Just give me a minute, okay?”

Jay nodded and you closed your eyes. You then felt him kissing your forehead ever so softly, making a soft smacking sound. He then kissed you down your nose, to your left cheek, and your right, before moving down to kiss your jawline. He kissed your neck next, lingering on the parts where your skin started to turn purple. You caressed the back of his head, almost encouraging him to continue. You felt his lips against yours and you pouted, reciprocating the kiss.

“I’m sorry,” he mumbled against your lips.

“It’s okay,” you reassured him despite the single tear trickling down your left eye.

“We can stop if you want—”

You shook your head quickly and palmed his cheek. He placed one hand over yours as he held himself up with his other arm.

“I want to finish with you,” you begged. “Please?”

You felt Jay’s breath hot against your face when he nodded. He brought himself down on his elbows and kissed your cheek once again before he entered you, causing you to wrap your legs around his waist.

“I promise I’ll be gentle,” he whispered before brushing your hair back.

You nodded. “Please keep kissing me.”

Jay kept his word and his lips latched onto yours as he resumed his strokes, going a lot slower and deeper compared to before. Your hands caressed his shoulders and moved down to his biceps, and you tried your best to reciprocate all his kisses while touching every part of his body that you could reach. Your hands rested on his back as his hips began to stutter, and when your walls clenched around him during your release, he groaned into your neck and came soon after.

Usually after a long session, Jay would collapse on top of you and relax as you brushed his hair, but for now, he was quick to move to your side, relieving you of his weight. His eyes concentrated on your face as he started to stroke your waist softly with his hands.

“Y/N?” He called. “Baby…”

You licked your lips before rolling to your side to face him.

“Forgive me, love,” he whispered. “I really wasn’t thinking—”

“It’s okay, Jay,” you chuckled weakly. “If anything, I feel sorry for killing the mood.”

“You did not kill the mood.”

“For being too weak then.”

Jay frowned and immediately propped himself up with one elbow. “You are not weak.”

“Fine,” you smiled, closing your eyes. “Maybe I’m just a little too old.”

You didn’t hear a response, so you opened your eyes, and you found Jay staring at you with teary eyes.

“Please don’t say that,” he muttered. “I feel horrible for hurting you. I swear I’m never going to be rough—”

“Now hold on,” you stopped him. You then chuckled lightly before tugging on his arm gently, making him lie down again. “I liked it. When you were being rough. Maybe we just need a safe word, that’s all. I think I called you three times to get you to pause.”

“Fuck,” Jay groaned. “I’m going to punish myself.”

“Look at me.”

The switch in your tone immediately made Jay comply, and only then you noticed how his face was covered in sweat, and maybe some tears mixed with it too.

“I don’t want this to change anything,” you said. “Promise me?”

Jay shook his head, and it made you frown.

“You need to understand that hurting you is the last thing I want to do. Actually, it’s not even on my list. So next time you want me to go rough, I’ll do so but very carefully.”

You snorted. “So, not rough then?”

“My beautiful, beautiful wife,” Jay whispered, scooting closer to you. “Please forgive me for now and we’ll use this as a learning point for future sessions.”

Jay pulled you into him and began leaving kisses all over your face, not the gentle feathery kind but the wet and aggressive type, making you chuckle and close your eyes as a precaution.

“Okay, okay,” you finally said, placing a palm over his chest. “By the way,” you continued after taking a quick peek at the clock, “Happy birthday, my love.”

Jay turned to find that it was three minutes past midnight and when he looked back at you, you were smiling at him and looking at him with full adoration.

“I can’t believe I ruined my own birthday present,” Jay said. “Your dance was so good and I had to go and ruin it.”

You grew tired of him feeling bad, so you exhaled and pushed yourself away from him, and he frantically tried to keep you in his embrace.

“Okay, okay! I’ll stop apologizing. Just stay in my arms.”

“I said happy birthday,” you mumbled against his chest.

Jay began running his fingers through your hair gently. “Thank you, baby. I’m lucky I get to spend it with you for the rest of my life.”

You couldn’t help but smile so wide. Jay then cleared his throat.

“You’re smiling, aren’t you?”

You smacked his arm, and he winced out of surprise. After a short session of soft slapping and tickling, he began caressing your thigh that was now thrown over his waist.

“Do you like your birthday trip so far?” You asked, resting your palm on his cheek and caressing him there with your thumb.

Jay nodded. “It’s been lovely.”

“Good. Then you need to outdo it later when it’s my birthday again,” you demanded, gently slapping his cheek repeatedly with your hand.

“Ma’am, yes, Ma’am,” Jay said, saluting you.

You giggled and pinched his cheek. “Kiss me, you dork.”

“Yes, Boss,” Jay whispered before sealing your lips with a kiss.

As you felt his plush lips against your lips and his tongue dancing with yours, you were reminded once again about how much, and how deeply your husband loves you.

"Should we have some of that chocolate cake now?"

Jay's voice broke your train of thought, but even if he could break every part of your body, you would still love him just as much.

-END-

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[hunterbunter3000]

Omg finally found a black reader focused account I’m so happy I found you 😭 Okay but hear me out:

Sweetheart is getting braids and they ain’t cheap so who paying!? My money’s on Glucose Guardian Price (he loves seeing her in different hairstyles) or Alejandro because “anything mi reina wants, mi reina gets” 🤭🤭🤭

Heyyy!! I'm glad you found me too! Babes all my content will be black girl and black gender neutral focused, you can count on that 😎😎😎

STOP-- GLUCOSE GUARDIAN PRICE😭😭 IM DYINGGGG

Honestly, Price ain't the one paying for em (Yes, he ADORES the hairstyles on her but Sweetheart made it clear that she doesn't want him spending any of his money on her, so he respects that... to a point AHA)

It's Sir Skeletor Ghost and my babygirl Alejandro paying for them salon appointments.

Sweetheart: I KEEP TELLING YOU BOTH YOU DONT NEED TO PAY FOR THIS- I HAVE ENOUGH MONEY TO BUY A MANSION WHY DO I NEED YALL TO PAY FOR MY THINGS STOP IT

Ghost and Alejandro: never >:]

Sweetheart: you both get on my nerves 🙄

I mean Ghost pays for her nails so might as well make it everything else LOLL

Gaz buys her the accessories! Like gold jewels to put in her braids, or cuffs. He even buys the oil, gel, and crochet hooks if she wants to do it herself

If she does it by herself:

They all chill in her room, listening to her music playlist that she's playing on a speaker, and just watching her doing her hair

Roach and König are bug eyed studying her do it, like-- wow! 🧐🧐 what is this magnificence? 🥺🥺🥺 LMAO

And then when she's done, she takes pictures, and some of them help take pictures (only Ghost, Gaz, and Alejandro can take pictures. Soap is banned because he only takes blurry pictures and silly ones, not that Sweetheart minds it but Price banned him anyway. And König, Roach, and Rodolfo are banned from taking pictures because they shake too much. One time König dropped her phone and head-butted her in the face when he was reaching for it. That day was filled with chaos and tears. AHAHA)

Horangi just gushes on how wonderful it looks on her everytime 😍 whether she got it done from someone or she did it herself, he will always say how beautiful she looks in any kind of hairstyle she gets

And Krueger-- well

He just immediately praises her and becomes so damn possessive and over protective of the hair 💀💀

Kruger: DON'T FUCKING TOUCH HER HEAD OR I CUT OFF YOUR FINGERS AND SHOVE THEM UP YOUR ASS (starts to cuss in German)

Sweetheart: Would yoU C H I L L

#Krueger is so funny to me #black fem reader #x reader #cod oc #cod incorrect quotes #cod x y/n #modern warfare x reader #ghost x reader #alejandro vargas x reader #gaz x reader #john price x reader #roach cod #konig x y/n #konig x reader #krueger x reader #141 sweetheart

[idioticcrow]

Biting Alejandro

No warning

Reader is on their oeriod but GN reader

Vomit mention, no Y/N mention, Reader has a shitshow of a period on this, maybe a bit longer than the other biting ficlets, i dont know a lick of spanish so, goggle transelate

lllllllllllllll

You were on your period and you were feelinh like absolute shit, a warm bottle of water against your abdomen, and dont even the meds help, Alejandro was away on deployment and you didnt know when he will come back home.

This was hopeless, you already threw up 8 times this day, and as the last resort you jokingly betted yourself that you cant do 10. You were laying in the bed in fetal position, in his hoodie and in a shorts.

You had the AC on because you craved cold and the warm bottle kept you warm enough so the cold was a comforting cold, so you could fall asleep faster, the monotone noise of the AC soothing you to sleep, the pain and vomiting had drained you out to the fullest.

Then you hear a door shut, Alejandro has came home, you can barely make a noise as you can her him coming up to your shared bedroom as he takes is gear down the way there.

He doesnt say anything as the cold hits him, like the fact that you have a period, he climb over to you in bed and cradles you to his chest.

"How many days are you in, mi reina?"

He asks as you quietly say "two" as you uncurl a little so you can wrap yourself around him, then you take on the chance and bite his chest, like not that hard, but he can feel it.

He just looks down at you, then kisses you gently, not wanting to ask anything as bkth of you drift to sleep.

#idiot drabbles :d #modern warfare x reader #alejandro mw2 #alejandro vargas x reader #alejandro vargas

[pricescigar]

Alejandro Vargas X chubby F!Reader

(Civillian)

A Persephone & Hades retelling ...

CW: Implied NSFW 🔞

Requested by: @shadofireshinobi

The following pronouns are She/Her

[Info:

Alejandro - Persephone (Personality)

You - Hades (Personality) ]

Hades was depicted as stern and pitiless, unmoved by prayer or sacrifice (like death itself). ! Hades is most often portrayed as borderline emotionless and stoic !

Persephone belongs to the Vulnerable Goddesses, thus she is innately receptive and attentive to others.

♡

○ Alejandro had known you for a while now, almost a year pratically. You didn't like him at first, despite the man he was and the kind of job he did. While you, you had a normal job which wasn't a bad thing at all. Despite it being a small job you loved it, it had it's ups and downs. You liked your colleagues, and that was enough.

° You met him through your best friend - Rodolfo, you knew him for a long time. He mentioned his friend Alejandro. And you agreed to meet him one time, not that you regretted it ... But Alejandro was definitely a ray of sunshine as you'd say.

° Alejandro didn't mind the fact you was more reserved and serious, such things never bothered him. After all, he was really happy to meet you.

° He had a bubbly and caring personality. The one you wasn't quite used to seeing, he'd always check up on you every day on how you were doing. The same little text messages you'd always see...

° 'How are you mi amor?'

'You look beautiful today Princesa.'

At first you rolled your eyes at the little text messages, but over time you warmed up to them. But you didn't admit it to yourself.

° Outside of work life, Alejandro always wanted to see you. Sometimes you'd be working or you'd actually have a day off for once.

° There was one time when he visited you at work, happy as he could be with a bouquet of flowers that you liked in his hands and handing them to you. (That was definitely the work gossip of the day) The embarrassment on your face was palpable.

° How did he know you liked those flowers? Probably Rodolfo told him ... Godamnit.

° Over time your relationship blossomed and the familair feeling in your stomach, the butterflies. It pissed you off - God, why was he so handsome?

° Alejandro had always been into you, since the first day he had met you. He wasn't one for being discreet... That is one thing for sure.

° For your first date you went out on a coffee shop date with him, it wasn't much bit it was meaningful... And nice, and as always he spoiled you with flowers and other little gifts. Deep down, you loved the attention.

° People always realised how your personalities crashed, complete polar opposites ... How could this ever work!?

° But it did ....

◇

NSFW

♡ The first time you two did sex was actually at a small party, both of you was drunk. And the alcohol may have taken part of it, but also your deep love for one and another.

♡ You was frustrated in how much you loved him, the sed you two did that night was a mix between anger, love and absolute passion.

♡ "I fucking hate you." You'd say as a moan parted your lips, and you remembered the way Alejandro chuckled... "I love you too."

♡ The next morning hit you like a train , the aftermath with the hangover. Both you and Alejandro knew what happened last night. As adults, you talked, you two decided to give this relationship a try.

♡ It was one of the beat decisions you ever made, you didn't realise how much you loved him. It made you feel good, to have someone. To see you for who you are, to love you for who you are.

♡ Alejandro is an attentive, caring and passionate lover in the bed with you, he loves how he can squeeze your thigs so easily, marking you and biting the skin.

♡ At times you were a little self conscious, Alejandro always understood how you were feeling. But his words would always reassure you ...

"You're beautiful to me Muñeca, every waking moment, every night, you are mi reina."

♡ Though basic, both of your favorite sex positions are missionary, cowgirl, doggy. It doesn't take much for Alejandro to be turned on.

♡ Happily he would let you sit on his face, while he gripped your thighs and lick your walls, the pleasure makes your legs shake in anticipation.

♡ Of course you give Alejandro his share of pleasure as well, more or less it's teasing. Sometimes you'd take photos of you in your blue, black or dark coloured lingerie, and you'd hit the send button to Alejandro ... And you was well aware of the consequences.

♡ You'd give him blowjobs, the whole lot, when he's stressed? Blowjob. If he's been a good boy? Blowjob, there's never a time where you'd please Alejandro, the way you rile him up and tease him always has him whimper and begging for more...

♡ The after care is a bliss... Alejandro would always kiss your body, praise you, massage you where he'd been too rough on you. He'd out his shirts on you, and cuddle you for the rest of the night.

♡ Sometimes you'd run a bubble bath and you two relax together, the warm water relaxing your muscles sd the two of you relaxed.

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[hecateslore]

love reading a Alejandro fanfic and when he addresses the reader it sounds like, “hola mi novia! I am going to war, te quiero mucho mi Alma, mi vida, mi Reina corazoncita chulada albondiga, te quiero mamita, los amo preciosa!!! love you so much you little Latin freak gosh I’m so Mexican and I’m extremely fluent in espanish. HASTA PRONTOOOOOOOO!!!! WOOHOOOO VIVA MEXICOOOOOO !”

It’s so beautiful.

#alejandro cod #alejandro vargas #task force 141 #cod mw2 #spanglish #AlejandroVargas x reader #Maybe I’m a hater idk #las almas #call of duty #ijustbetalkingbruh!

[bestfrozenskittles]

Mission Complete: Missionary 

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When we arrived back to the base they took the woman into a shipping container and Alejandro, although he looked pretty pissed off, set up a chair for me. “Here sit down hermanita, we’ll be out in a little bit” He reassured and walked in after the other men. The chair I was sat at was in front of a foldable table that I rested my head on, all the running and bombs I’ve had to deal with made me forget how tired I was. 

I could hear them in the container, Alejandro was yelling at the woman, I now knew as Valeria, about how she was a disgrace to the army and what not. I leaned back on the chair as I listened to their not so quiet conversation before Alejandro bursted through the doors in a rage and walked out. He shut the door behind him and took a deep breath before glancing over at me. 

“Are you ok?” I asked after a little, breaking the minimal silence thanks to the other mens conversation being muffled. He sighed and nodded before pulling up a chair beside me. “What I would give to be 17 again, you still have your whole life ahead of you hermanita” He chuckled, clearly trying to forget about whatever they had discussed inside the container. 

I looked away and nodded “Yeah” he gave me a worried look at my bland answer “You’re excited to go home right? The times almost here” I nodded. “You don’t look very excited” He mumbled, I shook my head “I am, It’s just, you guys haven’t taken down the guy who’s doing all this and I’m worried” I lied. 

He hummed “That’s not something you should worry about, leave all that worrying nonsense to us” I nodded “Let’s see, lets take your mind off of that, how are you doing in school? Straight A’s I hope” I shrugged. “A’s and B’s” He smiled “That’s not so bad, almost perfect” I nodded. 

“How are things with your parents?” He asked “Good, maybe a lot better when I get back” I answered, he nodded. “I know that if I had a daughter who went missing I’d treat her como una reina una vez que regresa” He sighed and leaned back into his chair. 

It was strange coming up with imaginary parents who were worried sick about me being kidnapped, and an imaginary school that I was doing so well in. Once this is over, I’ll be alone again. Of course I’ll be filthy rich, but completely alone waiting for another call to go kill someone. 

The other men suddenly came out of the container making both of us turn to them. “Alejandro we got a hit, lets go” Graves stopped beside us, he looked down at me and then at Alejandro. Alejandro stud up and sighed “We’ll be back, you can tell me more about your parents when we return” I nodded. 

“See you soon F.N” Soap smiled and waved at me and felt my lips turn upwards as I nodded back at him “See you soon” he stared at me for a little before ruffling my hair and walking off. “Don’t go near that container, if she says anythin to you through the door remember it and tell us when we get back” Ghost pointed at me. “Ok” I replied before he patted my shoulder and walked off with the others. 

They left quickly, I could hear Graves’s helicopter taking off. I waited for a few minutes before standing up, the garage-like place I was in had the shutters open. I looked around a little to see if anyone was around before shutting the shutters and picking up my chair. 

I walked to the container and opened it, Valeria looked up from her hands and tilted her head. “Coming to rescue me, little one?” She smirked, I stared at her for a moment before walking in and slamming the door shut behind me. I sat my chair down straight across from her before sitting down. 

“You helped Hassan move the missiles he was supplied with by the Russains, did you lie to those men about where they are right now?” I asked, she tilted her head “I knew there was something about you, they said you were an innocent civilian my men kidnapped pero no, eres una maldita espía, a fucking spy” She cursed before chuckling. 

“Y esos pendejos no tienen idea verdad? They have no clue, who do you work for huh?” She glared at me “Mercenary” I corrected “Who I work for isn’t any of your concern, what should be your only concern is that if you lied to them and you actually know where the missiles are, Las Almas won’t be safe anymore. Not with Sin Nombres protection or Los Vaqueiros” She scoffed “I’ll personally see to it that It’s burned to the ground with everyone inside, and with it your empire”  Valeria stud up. 

“¿Quién crees que eres hija de puta! Threatening a whole city like an idiot!” She circled around me mumbling and yelling curses at me while doing it. “Did you lie to them?” I asked again. She spat on the ground and took her seat again “No” She glared daggers into me “Who are you, your name isn’t really F.N is it?” She hissed, I stood up and picked up my chair. 

“It is, pero prefiero cuervo” I said as I left the container and shut the door behind me. I yawned as I put the chair in place again and opened the shutters, I sat back and decided to take a nap to wait for the men to come back. Hopefully all together and intact. 

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The sound of gunshots woke me up. It was raining and night time already, I quickly stood up and made my first priority to get out of the compound. I looked around for any kind of weapon and found a stack of throwing knives. With them in my pocket I peaked out of the garage and realized that the gunshots were coming from what I think was the cafeteria which was a separate building further into the compound. 

I frowned and started walking to the exit where shadows stopped me. “What the hell are you doing?” They stepped back “We didn’t realize it was you” One of them mumbled as they let me through. I glared at them as I walked out of the exit and onto the road that led straight to it, I could see three army jeeps driving up it. They got out and I waved at them. 

I moved to the side to let them into the compound but one of the shadows waved his arm to stop them. I frowned and walked over to the jeep that Alejandro stepped out of, Soap got out and put a hand on my shoulder as Alejandro walked up to Graves. “What’s this?” Alejandro asked, gesturing to the shadows that blocked the path. 

“This is the immediate future, step away from the gate” Graves ordered as the shadow that was riding with them got out holding his guns. “What?” Soap asked in confusion still holding onto me “You heard me” Graves said smugly “You’re crazy, this is my base” Alejandro chuckled in disbelief as he gestured to the compound. 

Graves smirked “It’s not a base, this is a sizable covert facility and I admire it….so I’m taking it” Graves explained. I frowned in disbelief, what the actual hell was happening. “You boys have been relieved, thank you for your service” Graves announced. Alejandro scoffed “No, no, no I don’t take orders from you” Graves sighed and shifted “Didn’t Valeria say that? Now that makes me wonder what else I don’t know about your affiliation with a drug-lord” Alejandro turned to us for a moment. 

He turned back to Graves “What the fuck did you just say to me, pendejo….” Alejandro started walking closer to Graves but Soap let go of me and grabbed onto Alejandro’s shoulder to stop him. I looked at the scene in disbelief, the missions not done, Hassan is still out there what the hell is this dumbass doing!

“You’re out of line Graves” Soap warned “Don’t do that, Don’t…do that” Graves pointed at them before pointing at Ghost. “No one needs to get hurt here” Graves smirked a little “Are you threatening us?” Ghost’s voice echoed through the rain “Soldier, I don’t make threats' ' Graves called out back to him “I make guarantees, so let's not do this” He finished. 

 They stood in silence for a bit “I’m calling Shepherd” Soap turned back to the car “Generald Shepherd sends his regards” My eyes widen “He told me y'all wouldn’t take this well” Graves announced. “He knows about this?” Ghost called out, Graves nods “He’s put me in command of this operation from here on out. So y’all need to stand down, It’s time to let the pros finish this” He said. 

I noticed Ghost and Soap exchanging a look “And why the hell are we talking like this is some kind of negotiation, It’s not, I’ve got my orders and now you have your” He pointed at the men. Alejandro shifted “And who the fuck do you think you are, cabron? My men are inside!” he yelled, Graves stared him down “I’m afraid not, your men have been…..detained” He sucked his teeth. Alejandro tensed up “Cabron!” he yelled before charging Graves, I stepped back as they pressed him against the jeep and handcuffed him. 

Graves pointed a gun at Soap and I while a shadow held Ghost at gunpoint too. “Graves what the fuck!” Soap yelled, Graves sighed “I told you not to do it” Then he looked right at me “And we’re going to need our little errand runner back” Soap let out a confused noise.

“Crow, let’s go, come on now, you’re no longer needed to keep an eye on these boys” My blood ran cold as he called out for me. “Who the fuck is Crow?” Soap asked, I flinched at his question and at Graves’s snicker “Well, she’s Shepherd’s and I’s little errand runner, thanks for keeping her safe” Ghost glared daggers at me. 

“What?” Soap asked breathlessly, Graves gestured to me. “No, she’s just a kid” He put a hand on my shoulder and slightly pulled me closer to him “Just a-? Just a kid?” Graves laughed at Soap and shook his head. “That ‘kid’ you’ve been protecting is a mercenary Shepherd hired to keep an eye on y'all, that ‘kid’ can take down five of my shadows with a knife alone” He snickered. 

One of the shadows held out my vest with my Crow patch attached to it. “No” Soap mumbled under his breath “She’s a child Graves!” Alejandro struggled against the shadow holding him against the jeep. “A deadly child, yes” Graves corrected, I hesitated, technically I did my job. I spied on them and made sure they didn’t figure out that Shepherds idiotic and illegal mistake was exposed. 

So technically I should be putting that vest on and leaving with Graves and his shadows to continue the hunt for Hassan. I shrugged off Soap’s hand and walked over to the shadow that was holding my vest. “F.N no!” Soap called out to me “Atta girl” Graves snickered as I slipped it on “F.N you don’t have to do this, we’ll get you back to your parents safe and sound” Alejandro struggled again. 

I glanced at him and put a hand on his shoulder “Thank you Alejandro, you shouldn’t have resisted though” I mumbled feeling uneasy about my decision. “Take them out” Graves ordered “What?” I turned my head in shock as the shadows shot at Soap and Ghost. Soap grabbed one of them as a hostage while Ghost attacked another one. 

Suddenly, Soap was shot in the shoulder “Soap!” I called out but he quickly rolled off the edge of the road and down below. I quickly ran to the other side of the jeep with my pistol out to look for Ghost, I shot down the shadow that was on top of him and helped him up. 

He suddenly lunged at me with a knife in hand. I held my wrist under his to prevent him from stabbing me as I struggled against him. My back was pressed to the cold wet road as I looked up to see more shadows coming towards us, I mustered all my strength and all the adrenaline to move the massive man. 

I held onto him tightly as I rolled us off the edge of the road and down the hill, holding his wrist up to prevent from getting stabbed and getting deja vu in the process. Soap was injured and alone and I’m stuck with a massive man that towers over me and sees me as a threat.

#modern warfare 2 #modern warfare 2 x reader #mw2 x reader #cod mw22 #mw2 #alejandro #graves #simon ghost riley #soap #valeria #x reader #x female reader