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blingblong55 · 1 day
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Together as one-141& Philip Graves
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Picture credits: @ave661 (right) @/BigMikeMW( left)
Based on a request:
mwIII spoiler! have you watched that scene where graves offers his hand for gaz to shake, but gaz ignores it? 😭 COULD YOU MAKE A ONESHOT OF THAT AND INSERT READER IN IT HAHAHA THANKS!! <33 ---- GN!Reader, one-shot ----
A joint operation…easy no? Well, that's when the trouble comes in. His name is Philip Graves, the same man that the team and you disliked with a passion.
Gaz, Alex, Farah and you walking towards the the man you'd have to be working with. If only everyone closed their eyes and let you do your kind of trouble, oh what a piece of art would Graves' body be.
"We're a go for pre-check." Graves says over comms before he notices the two members of 1-4-1 he recognised easily. Gaz and you, unaware he was already so near you both. He laughs as he approaches you four. "Yeah! We are ready to rumble…?" he says as he extends his hand to greet Farah. "This is a joint operation," Farah says and all you do is send daggers through your stare at Graves.
"U.L.F….141 and Shadow…Together as one.." Farah says and as Graves extends his hand to shake Gaz's hand, Alex is forced to pull you back by your vest.
"Not here, kid. Leave that for off the job," he says to you, hoping he can keep your hotheaded self tamed.
Gaz stares at Graves, not daring to even give him a nod.
Price chuckled as he could see how hard Alex was trying to keep you back. The old man knows you well, after all.
Before Alex loses control of you, Price taps on Gaz's shoulder. Knowing all too well his two soldiers hate liars and traitors. "Gaz…Grim," he says and nods at you guys. Graves still with his hand out, hoping that the problem had already dissolved. It was far from that. He was already on Ghost's red list.
Graves makes a fist and nods, understanding that it still isn't over. As you walk past him, Gaz, in a friendly way, punches Graves' shoulder.
"Together as one…" Alex says as from the distance, he can see you trying to make Graves trip.
"You sure?" He asks once more as he sees that your attempt worked but now you're being dragged like a little kid by Price and Gaz. Graves is being helped up by a shadow member.
Your silhouette only shows how you kept flipping him off.
Together as one…my ass
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powderrr · 3 days
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If you tell me that Alex doesn’t look like a meerkat, and Gaz doesn’t look like an otter... I won’t do anything and go on giggling. FaraGazLex my love! And because of these two animal lovers, Farah (Gaz loves otters, and Alex meerkats and they send a bunch of photos of them in private messages and their general chat...) can’t help but compare them with them, hahaha
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Если вы мне скажите, что Алекс не похож на суриката, а Газ на выдру я... Ничего не сделаю и пойду дальше хихикать. ФараГазЛексы моя любовь! А ещё Фара из-за этих двух любителей животных (Газ обожает выдр, а Алекс сурикатов и они в личные сообщения и их общий чат отправляют кучу фоток их...) не может их самих не сравнивать с ними, хпхахп
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klaart · 8 months
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Ghost and Farah are each other’s sticker dealers🤝🤭
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mctvsh · 4 months
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they are deserve to be happy 🧡
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lingering-42-long · 11 months
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141 + extra Mother’s Day head cannons
A short little Head cannons for all of our favorite boys expressing their love to there girls who are mothers.
COD x Female Character
Warnings: none, fluff, adorable daddies.
Captain John Price
• he wakes you up with a kiss on the forehead and a coffee in hand.
• The little ones are still asleep and he just wants to spend time with the mother of his children.
• when your daughters and son decide that it’s time to get up, they are running around handing you flowers and cards and balloons with the words “Happy Mother’s Day” written on them.
• John is making you breakfast with the girls attempting to help and your son sitting on the counter coloring.
• every year he plans to take you out to a nice restaurant and you to go to watch a play at the local theater
• He gives you lots of kisses and tells you how amazing a mother you are.
• He gives you a spa treatment to use whenever you need and puts a crap ton of money on it as well as also giving you a Starbucks gift card with $100 on it knowing your coffee obsession.
Lieutenant Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley
• you’re a mother to be and about eight months pregnant with your first born son.
• because of the trauma Simon had to go through all those years ago he never really understood what Mother’s Day was and so didn’t think much of it when it was coming around.
• after hearing what some of his friends were doing for their wives he thought it would be best to do some thing for you in a similar fashion.
• he doesn’t necessarily want to go out and do anything too extravagant. He doesn’t see the need to.
• but he understands that you are carrying his child his first born, his son so he feels very obligated and very protective of you.
• he buys you your favorite flowers and does a huge amount of online shopping for things for you and for the baby.
• One might think that just because he has no clue about Mother’s Day that he would be a horrible gift giver when that is simply not true. Simon is trained to study all the little details in life and so he knows exactly what your favorite things are right down to the exact color shade and style.
• this man has read so many parent books he knows exactly what his child needs well before the due date and advise you whatever you could possibly need to make your pregnancy as smooth as possible.
• he will take you to your favorite place at the park where you two can have a quiet lunch together.
• it may not be much but it’s the thought that counts. He’s not a emotionally opened person but for you he is trying so hard to make sure that you know how much he loves and appreciates you.
Sergeant Johnny ‘Soap’ MacTavish
• your son was the first one to wake you both up as he was screaming on the top of his lungs saying happy Mother’s Day.
• Johnny just laughs and gives you a kiss, wishing you also a happy Mother’s Day before getting jumped on by his son desperately trying to wake up his parents so he could have breakfast, and show you his artwork that he had been working on for you.
• he bought you a really pretty and expensive pair of earrings and matching necklace. Don’t ask him how much it was.
• Johnny asks his parents if they could watch his son for the day as he takes you out for a couples massage and goes thrift shopping with you.
• this is a fun hobby that you guys have and enjoy doing.
• sometime during dinner at a simple bistro that you guys like to go to, he whispers into your ear about growing the family.
• let’s just say baby number two is on its way
Sargent Kyle "Gaz" Garrick
• he is very new at being a father only having two months with his newborn daughter.
• like Simon, he doesn’t know what to do for you for Mother’s Day so he calls his mom for help.
• She suggests that he do some thing for you or give something to you to make her feel special.
• he decides that he would watch the baby for the day while you go get your hair done your fingernails done and get a massage as well as give you some money to go buy some clothes and to hang out with your girlfriends.
• he’s not the best cook so he decides to order takeout for you both at one of your favorite pizza restaurants.
• when you get back home he sets the table up real nicely and make sure to get you some really pretty flowers and your favorite chocolate from the store.
• he also orders your favorite wine.
• Once your baby girl has fallen asleep, you both decide to watch a cheesy Romcom.
• it’s really simple but it’s the perfect Mother’s Day gift you could ever ask for.
Commander Alejandro Vargas
• this man is already making you breakfast for the day. His two older children have gone to hang out at one of their friends places while the youngest, a three-year-old, was in her highchair eating breakfast.
• he brings the food to you as you’re just waking up.
• Like Johnny, he bought you a beautiful set of earrings and necklace that the kids helped picked out.
• he’s going to take you out to a really nice restaurant and later dancing so he make sure to get you a nice dress that he knows that you would like.
• he buys every single rose from every single flower shop in Las Almes
• giving you neck kisses from behind as you’re getting ready.
•Asked his single brother to watch the baby while the other kids are having a sleep over at their cousins house.
• he spent the whole night pampering you and telling you how much he loves you and thanking you for his children.
• Spent the rest of the night having spicy time on the couch and bedroom.
Sergeant Major Rodolfo "Rudy" Parra
• because your two year-old son has a severe infection and is in the hospital, you both decide not to do some thing extravagant since most of your money is going towards taking care of the little one.
• with that being said, that doesn’t mean that he isn’t going to try for you.
• he is a simple man but he does what he can for you to make you happy.
• for some odd reason all of the roses in Las Almes are all sold out, so he buys a really nice mixed bouquet that he knows that you like.
• he also gives you a simple gift card to your favorite coffee shop with a cute card to go with it.
• you order takeout and have it delivered to the hospital, where you guys are at making sure that your son is ok.
• even though it’s not the Best Mother’s Day, you too are just happy to be together with your son.
König
• he always thinks really hard about what you would like for Mother’s Day.
• he’s not a social butterfly but he’ll make an exception for you. So if you want to go out to a restaurant he will do that for you.
• this man is just happy that he was able to find someone that loves him, and has given him two beautiful twin girls and one sweet boy.
• you too decide to do some thing super easy with the kids and take them to a park in his hometown in Austria.
• he looks like he’s on the verge of tears because of how happy you have made him.
• he gets overwhelmed easily with emotion.
• after going to the park he cooks you all a really good meal and the girls help him.
•After dinner, the both of you Play board games with the girls as your son is asleep in his bassinet.
• makes some hot chocolate for everyone.
• when the girls go to sleep, he pulls out a book that he wants to read with you.
• you two fall asleep in each others arms.
Alex Keller
• this dude is a Golden retriever when it comes to love. He gets so excited when he gets to spend Mother’s Day with you and his newborn son.
• since you just had the baby you’re still in the hospital, and he makes sure to take care of all your needs while you get pampered by him. He buys you a really cute t-shirt with the words ‘mamma bear’ on it.
• he gets you sushi from your favorite Japanese restaurant.
• plays card games with you and lets you win.
• watches TV with you in the hospital room while holding your hand and telling you how proud he is and he hopes to grow the family more in the future.
Philip Graves
• is a southern boy so his mama always taught him how to treat a lady.
• Think 1940s gentleman
• most people think he would have a son but he has a little girl instead.
• is a super proud daddy of his baby girl and even more proud of his wife.
• unfortunately for this Mother’s Day, he’s away with the shadow company in Mexico so he’s unable to spend Mother’s Day with you.
• he does send you a text letting you know how much he misses you and to have a amazing Mother’s Day.
• he sends you $1000 to go spend on whatever you want for your day since he knows that he won’t be able to splurge on you like he usually does.
• he cannot wait to get back home to you and his little girl.
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deadbranch · 6 months
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Midnight in a Perfect World (Series Masterlist)
A Call of Duty Fandom AU (complete series)
Pairing: werewolf!Alex Keller x fem!Reader
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18+, Minors Do Not Interact
Series Summary: Despite being a soldier, you've inherited a farm. While figuring out disposition of the property, you notice a monstrous beast is prowling the farm and the lands connected to it. This is no ordinary large predator problem. You had no idea about the hidden culture of werewolves until one figurately fell into your lap.
Series Warnings: 18+ MDNI, unprotected p in v sex, knotting, cream pie, edging, manual stimulation of genitals (m & f), oral sex (f receiving), suggestive language, fluff, flirting, angst, whump, mention of blood, canon-typical violence, breeding kink, impolite language, reader is cishet female, more warnings to be added as chapters are published.
Series Notes: No use of Y/N. Enemies to lovers trope.  The title was borrowed from the eponymous song by DJ Shadow. This series will reference the hidden culture of werewolves among humans, but without overt use of A/B/O dynamics.
PAST MIDNIGHT: WEREWOLF LORE
*= Suggestive content
** = 18+ MDNI content
*** = Filthy smut, turn back while you still can
Only published chapters have been rated.
Chapters in purple font are active WIP.
MASTERLIST (All @deadbranch Fanfic Content)
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CHAPTER 1*
A monstrous beast has been prowling the farm you inherited. 
CHAPTER 2
The man-beast from your barn meets you on post, in uniform.  His explanation of the current situation doesn’t help matters.  Selling the farm won’t prevent future conflict with a hidden culture of which you were completely unaware.
CHAPTER 3
You’ve been avoiding Alex for the last two days.  An unexpected event prompts you to reach out to him for help.
CHAPTER 4*
Alex accompanies you to the farm to ensure that it’s secure.  In a show of intention, he literally marks his territory.
CHAPTER 5*
You find out that Alex has kept some important information from you.  It breaks your heart, but you have a choice to make.
CHAPTER 6**
Alex explains some things.  It’s not everything, but it’s a start.  Your clothes are on the floor before he’s done.
CHAPTER 7***
Alex reveals something personal about himself, something that makes him vulnerable in the werewolf community. 
CHAPTER 8**
Something disturbing happens in the forest surrounding the farm.  Kirkpatrick and McIntyre come to your aid.
CHAPTER 9***
Kirkpatrick & McIntyre advise you on the way forward after last night’s attack.  While they’re out hunting, you and Alex find some private personal time together before returning to post to regroup.
CHAPTER 10***
Reader discovers the more protective and territorial side of Alex’s nature.  They resolve some unfinished business before leaving the farm.
CHAPTER 11*
You and Alex are forced apart while you finish your education about werewolf culture.  You haven’t met Major Graves yet, but he will very much affect your future with Alex.
CHAPTER 12***
Rai & Kurt make sure you and Alex have some much-needed time alone together.  Your mental and emotional connection has deepened in unexpected ways.
CHAPTER 13
Information comes to light separately, for both you and Alex.  He makes a rash decision that will affect both your lives.
CHAPTER 14*
The Mothers arrive but you’re nowhere to be found.  While Graves attempts to hold off a national incident, you go in search of your wolf.
CHAPTER 15**
Your reunion with Alex continues at the farmhouse, in private.
CHAPTER 16*
Reality sets in after you and Alex return to post.  The Mothers have an agenda that goes beyond the individual, but the future rests on the shoulders of one.
CHAPTER 17
An unexpected revelation drives a wedge between you and Alex.  You’ve made your choice.
CHAPTER 18***
You claim each other in a way that bonds you more tightly than you could have ever imagined.
CHAPTER 19**
The Mothers present their verdict.  Regardless, you settle into your new life with your mate.
CHAPTER 20** [FINALE]
Something unexpected happens on your night out.  As it turns out, the next twelve hours are full of surprises.
Half-drabble (50 words) in the aftermath of the series
Alex shares an unexpected detail
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PAST MIDNIGHT: WEREWOLF LORE
LORE ANNOUNCEMENT
PHYSICAL REFERENCE FOR ALEX
FACE CLAIM: RAI KIRKPATRICK
FACE CLAIM: KURT MCINTYRE
FACE CLAIM: SECOND MOTHER
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reds-skull · 6 months
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PART 1 | PART 2 | PART 3 | PART 4 | PART 5
Final part!!! honestly I'll miss this series a little. But man is it satisfying to finish it haha
Hope you like my take on Red Team 141 Gaz, I took inspiration from his skin "high rise" and Ghost+Price's skins. I couldn't leave him out of the skinline...
Thank you all for following this comic!!! I'm starting uni soon, so next one will take longer, but I will be back with more!
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hunterbunter3000 · 1 year
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Price, sighing: Bad news, Team. We're stranded.
Sweetheart: WHAT!?! NOOOOO WE CANT STAY HERE WE NEED TO LEAVE
Alex: Sweetheart--
Sweetheart, franticly pacing: The WEREWOLVES come out at night, man.
Sweetheart: I DONT WANT NO BODY TO EAT ME
Sweetheart: I GOT THICK THIGHS
Sweetheart, pointing: I GOT A FAT ASS AND TITS MAN
Gaz, worried: Relax!
Sweetheart, flailing her arms: WE ARE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE DESERT AND NO ONES GONNA FIND OUR BODIES
Price: Come 'ere.
Sweetheart: WHAT
Price, pulling her in for a hug: You're having a nervous breakdown.
Sweetheart, whining and crying immediately:
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indigosunsetao3 · 2 months
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You Have A Few Minutes Before You’re Missed
How do the COD men use that time?
Female reader perspective
NSFW - Minors DNI
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Idea came to me because I took a quick weekend trip and have only had a few minutes here and there to sneak away and write. Excuse typos/grammar, literally been writing this in ten minute spurts over a few days.
Alex
“They’ll never miss us.”
You grin as Alex leads the way down a deserted hallway, his hand tightly gripping yours. His body is tense with anticipation and need but he keeps the boyish grin on his face as he walks. His steps only pause to check a door, which is locked, before moving on.
“Alex, maybe we should…” you start as he halts at another door and tries the handle. Locked.
He curses under his breath, breaking the calm exterior look to show the desperation underneath. His eyes cut to you standing there, still holding his other hand and smiling so prettily.
“One more?” He asks, his voice a slight plea as he tugs you closer to him. “If it’s locked we’ll go back and I’ll just suffer,” he grins and gives you a chaste kiss because if he does anything more than that he’ll combust in the hallway.
You had been teasing him all night, knowing he had to keep it together. It was an award ceremony after all and that required decorum. But fuck, seeing him in his dress blues all cleaned up and decorated did something to you. So when he sat next to you at the table your hand wandered a little too high up his thigh. And as he leaned over to pour you more wine you had whispered how badly you wanted him to fuck you while wearing this specific outfit he almost spilled the red liquid all over the table.
“One more,” you agree with a laugh as Alex all but jogs to the last door, dragging you behind. Your heels click on the tile and despite playing coy you’re also hoping he finds an unlocked door. The way he’s desperate for you has only added fuel to your own fire.
Making a show of it Alex grabs the last door handle, pauses for dramatic effect, then twists. It’s unlocked. He doesn’t waste another second as he drags you into the long abandoned office and slams the door shut by pushing you up against it.
“What was that about me in my dress blues?” He asks as one hand grabs your thigh through the slit in your floor length dress and yanks your leg around his waist. He’s already hard and pressing into you, causing you to gasp at the friction as he rolls his hips. “Don’t get all shy on me now,” he chastises as you blush and whimper at his ministrations.
“I want you to fuck me while wearing them,” you gasp out, one hand sliding up his chest to gently tap one of his medals. “You look so fucking good in these,” your hand slides to play with one of the buttons.
“I’m always eager to please,” Alex answers as he gathers the rest of your dress and shoves it out of the way, allowing you to undo his pants for him. When he springs free your hands are instantly on him, pumping him quickly as he shudders and gasps against your lips. Alex is a vocal man in bed and you would do anything to keep him panting and groaning in your ear.
“I need you,” you demand after a few minutes of rushing him toward that edge. “Now,” you add sliding the head of his cock through your folds and laughing at the look of shock on his face that you weren’t wearing any underwear. “I didn’t want the lines,” you answer with a gasp as you line him up with your entrance and he pushes just the tip in.
“How do you want me?” Alex asked, ever the gentleman giving you what you needed first.
“Fuck me against the wall Alex. Hard and fast,” you demand, grabbing his hand that was braced in the wall and guiding it to your backside. He knows what you want and gently grabs you to lift you up so you can wrap your legs fully around him and lock your ankles.
Alex gives you one second to get ready, your hands braced on his shoulders, before he follows through with your command. He takes you hard against the wall, the filing cabinet a few feet away rattling with each thrust, the medals on his chest tinkling as they knocked into one another.
Your perfect soldier and fiancé always took care of you without hesitation. He was breathless and sweating as you hit your climax but he made sure to ride you through it before letting himself release into you. His hands grabbing hard at your ass to grind you down onto him and keep you filled up with him, not wanting to waste a drop.
“We’ll have to go back eventually,” you say as he rests his forehead against your shoulder, still fully inside you. He always liked to stay connected for a bit. Enjoyed feeling your flutter around him in the after shocks of your orgasm and to make sure he doesn’t drip down your leg too fast.
“Just another minute,” Alex answers as he twists his head to kiss at your neck.
Gaz
“This skirt is a goddamn tease. You wore it on purpose just for me, didn’t you?”
You had, in fact, worn it on purpose. It seemed decent enough when viewed in a proper manner that you were careful to display around the other men. But the moment you knew only Gaz was watching from the bar, the rest of the men busy with a game of pool, you bent over at the waist to grab a drink from one of the tables. Felt the slide of the pleated material up your legs to reveal the lacey tops of your thigh highs. If you bent and leaned much more he was going to get a pretty view of your matching lace panties.
He had seen through innocent look you gave him as you stood up and walked over. Gaz’s eyes seemed to be ablaze as he spun to face the way of the game you were pretending to watch as his hand slid up just under your skirt without missing a beat.
He was subtle and slow about his movements to give you the chance to bat him away but you didn’t. You’ve been pining for this for weeks and when you don’t push him away you feel his fingers slide under the lace tops and pluck one to snap the elastic against your skin. The movement elicited a small groan from you that had you sipping on the beer to cover it.
“You still haven’t answered my question,” Gaz stated as he let his fingers trail to your other leg, careful to not let on to anyone else what he was doing. If Gaz was anything, he was great at playing casual. “Did you wear this on purpose for me?” He pinched the back of your thigh at that and you nearly dribble your drink down your chin, causing him to laugh lightly.
“Maybe I did,” you answer sounding bolder than you felt. It was one thing to playfully flirt from a distance, playing the game you two did to rile one another but never quite getting to the next step. But when he was this close with his hands so dangerously far up your skirt in public where anyone could see if they looked hard enough it was different. You felt meek and maybe a bit self conscious despite being the one to start the whole thing.
“And why did you? There had to be a reason you thought of me when you put it on then gave me a little show. What is it that you want?” His voice is silky smooth as his hand slides up the curve of your ass to toy with the barely there lace. You haven’t dared to look at him, your eyes locked on the game of pool that Price is dominating without even trying. But you know he’s got a smirk on his face as he continues to run his hands over you.
“You,” you finally say with a smirk around the beer bottle. “I had to get your attention somehow.”
“You’ve always got my attention,” Gaz replies simply as he sets his drink down on an empty table next to him. “You should know that by now,” his fingers are dangerously close to sliding between your legs and you huff lightly. “Anytime you’re around I can’t take my eyes off you,” he pauses in his words pretending to be interested in the pool game as his fingers dip down and you instinctively shift to open your legs a bit more for him.
“Then what took you so long?” You ask a bit breathless as his fingers barely ghost over your center. This was dangerous. The bar hid your lower half from view of anyone unless they came around the back but it doesn’t hide your face and you have a terrible poker face. “I was a bit worried you weren’t interested,” you tack on, hand squeezing the glass bottle hard to keep from squirming.
“The best part is the anticipation,” Gaz answers, still sounding completely unbothered. “I never meant to seem disinterested, just wanted you to pant a bit,” he grins and dares to reach a hand out to turn your face to look at him. “And I think you’re finally there,” he smirks watching your face as his fingers slide up to gently rub circles over your apex through the panties.
Your lips part at that and he quirks an eyebrow as he slides under the lace. His neutral face slipping a bit as he feels the wetness on his fingers and he slides them back to your entrance to gather more.
“Fuck love, maybe I had you waiting a little too long,” he says as he continues to rub his fingers over you, watching you squirm. “The game is almost over,” he breathes out as he pushes just one knuckle into you, causing you to bite your lip and shut your eyes. “They’re going to come back over here and I’m going to have to take my hand away,” he slides his finger a little further in and you hear his appreciative groan as you shift your hips back toward his hand.
“Then buy us more time,” you answer not wanting him to stop as he pushes his finger fully in so his palm is resting on your skin. You whimper and bite your lip as Soap looks over, oblivious as to what is happening, to ask Gaz if he wanted to play next.
“I’ll catch the next game,” Gaz answers simply as he slides back out and runs his glistening finger back up to your clit to rub it gently. He knows you’re struggling to keep it together as he plays it cool with the guys. Soap nods and turns back to rack up the game again, Price heading to get another round of beers and Ghost picks out his cue to play.
“We’ve got about ten minutes before Ghost wipes the floor with him,” Gaz says as he shifts a bit in his chair. “I bet I can have you come all over my hands before it’s my turn to play.”
He’s not wrong.
Ghost
You’d been working a tail for three days now as a pair. Following them wherever they went and it seemed the guy really enjoyed hole in the wall dive bars and lounges. These three days with Simon had only amplified the desire between the two of you and you secretly thought Price assigned this task to you both to finally get you both to act on it.
The touches and banter had been casual and subtle at first. Ones you could pass off as just friendly interactions between colleagues. But the more and more alone time you spent together the more obvious it was that this wasn’t coworkers friendly. There was more. More in the way Ghost watched you work, more in how he always insisted on sitting next to you and how you always felt the need to touch him. Even if it was just a leg brush under the table or arms resting comfortably against one another on the couch.
It had come to a head this evening at the little jazz lounge. The dimly lit floor made it easier to touch and feel one another, using the excuse you were portraying a tourist couple on their honeymoon. Maybe you had been a little to handsy that evening, leaning on him in the velvet booth, draping your legs across his lap or whispering in his ear so your lips brushed the skin there. You needed to sell your cover though and Simon hasn’t pushed you away and even played into it as well. His hands running over your shins and chalves, up to the back of your knee, fingers playing over the nape of your neck as you talked.
When you insisted on another drink Simon followed you to the bar and stood behind you, his hand resting on your hip as he looked around the club. When more people walked up to the bar while you waited Simon gently moved you to lean back on him to make more room. His fingers holding your hips a bit tight so you could feel his length pressing into your backside as he held you close. You swallow as the bartender continues to work taking drink orders and they still hadn’t come over to you yet.
“Mark is on the move,” came a voice in your earpiece. They were meeting someone here and Gaz had infiltrated the club staff so he could monitor the exchange. Effectively giving you and Simon a little reprieve from babysitting duty. “I’m moving in,” Gaz answers a moment later,
Leaning your head back you look up at Ghost who is watching you with an intense look as if waiting for an answer to his silent questions. His fingers are flexing against your hip bone and when your gently roll your hips back into him he takes a sharp breath. He doesn’t wait after that. He all but drags you from the bar, knowing the rest of the team will be busy watching Gaz for a few minutes. Ripping his ear piece out to end the chatter he drags you toward the coat closet that the attendant had abandoned and pulls you inside.
It’s too dark to see anything but you don’t bother with the light switch as Ghost snatches you up and kisses you roughly in the dark. He isn’t slow about it as his hands find your backside and he lifts you up to wrap your legs around his waist. The air leaves your lungs in a rush as he pins you between him and the wall, his mouth never leaving yours as his hands slide down your sides to find the hem of your shirt.
“Fuck,” Simon breathes out as his hand finds the soft skin of your breast. He completely bypasses your shirt and bra and is incessantly kneeding the skin, hard enough you know it’s going to bruise but you groan in satisfaction, not pain. “I’ve wanted you like this for goddamn weeks,” he grounds out as his other hand grabs your waist to grind you down on him. The whimper you let out feeling him pressed against the thin fabric of your leggings is pathetic but it only seems to push him along.
“Then don’t wait any longer,” you breathe and Simon laughs a bit against your lips as he lowers your feet down to the ground. He doesn’t give you a chance to orient yourself before he flips you around so your stomach and chest is flat against the wall. You can hear the rustle of his pants and belt and your move to pull your own pants down, practically shaking with anticipation, before he pins you again.
You can feel his length prodding at you, demanding and a bit slick now that it was free of his clothes. Your mouth is dry as Simon kicks your legs open with precision, even in the pitch blackness of the closet, and his hands slide around your front.
When his fingers find your aching core you moan loudly, arching your back against him as he literally slips between your center. If you weren’t so fucking needy for him you’d be embarrassed by how wet he made you. You can feel the appreciative twitch of his cock against you as he starts working you up into a frenzy of little pants and moans. His fingers are quick to get you to that edge, right as you’re about to come he stops, pulling his hand away and grabbing your hips.
You whine as the loss of contact but it turns into a filthy groan as he notches himself at your entrance and slides into you without hesitation. You can hear his cocky chuckle at your reaction and how easy it was for him to seat himself fully in you without resistance. He rolls his hips once, twice, for you to get used to him before he starts fucking you at a brutal pace. His hands gripping hard to leave matching bruises on your hips.
Your hands are pushed against the wall as you arch to him, begging him to keep going while whining from the pleasure. At one point you hear someone outside the room and you quickly shift as if to pull away from Simon to get him to stop, hissing that someone is outside and what if they hear you? But he doesn’t take well to that. He shoves you harder against the wall so you have nowhere else to go and can’t get away as he rocks his hips into you.
“If you keep making those noises then, yes, they’ll hear you,” Simon answers as his fingers slowly, lazily, play with your clit. You shudder and push back into him to get him to move again. This was the second time he had pushed you toward that blissful edge then stopped. “Think you can keep quiet?” He asks as he leans down to kiss at your ear, “or are we going to have to wait to finish when I can get you alone?”
Fuck waiting, you’ve waited too long. Your hand scrambles to grab at his ass and pull to get him to move. He takes the hint and picks up his pace again, your hand moving to cover your own mouth to drown out the noise but his hand gets there first. His palm and fingers close tight around your lips as he bends your head back and continues to fuck you against the wall not caring about the obscene skin slapping sounds that fill the room.
There is movement and sound outside the room still but you don’t care. He’s got you right on that edge and a final, brutal, thrust combined with him biting down on your shoulder you fall apart. You come hard around him, your hands grabbing at the wall for purchase as you clamp down around him and all but scream into his hand. You can feel the telltale twitch of his cock in you as he finishes, his hips still working to ride out his high and fill you.
You stay locked together for a little bit, breathing and trying to stay standing as you come back down. Simon peppers your neck with kisses as he gently pulls out and right as you’re pulling your pants back up a voice comes in your earpiece.
“Where are you guys? Deals done and they’re leaving,” Gaz’s voice sounds a bit pressed.
“We’ll be there in a moment,” Simon answers as he grabs your hand and yanks open the coat closet door. “Got a little tied up with something,” he finishes looking back at you still red faced and sweaty.
Price
“What’s the use in being in charge if I can’t break the rules?”
You smirk as he slams the door shut to the blacked out SUV in the parking lot. It’s parked between a few other vehicles in a neat little row, inconspicuous and easy to look past.
“True,” you answer as he settles himself in the middle of the bench seat and motions you over. “But you’re a Captain, you’re supposed to be setting the example,” you continue as you shimmy your way over and throw a leg over either side of his lap. “And you’re supposed to be presenting your findings here soon,” you tack on glancing at his watch.
“If I’m supposed to be showing them how to behave, I’ve failed miserably from the start,” Price answers as his hands run up and down your side and legs. “I’ve got time before all that,” he mutters before sliding a hand up into your hair and pulling you down for a heated kiss.
You knew his resolve had snapped the moment you walked into the meeting and your hair was down by your shoulders. Price always loved running his fingers through it when he got you alone, and pulling on it hard as you sucked him off at his desk.
It had been a secret affair for months after you had met him when MI6 and the 141 had teamed up. He had taken a shine to the quiet analyst and while it wasn’t forbidden to have relations, it was frowned upon. So it was just easier to meet in private and steal moments away here and there.
Price had been away on a mission for over a month this time and the need was so strong you nearly threw caution to the wind when you saw him sitting there at the table. Watched him shift in his seat at the sight of you.
“Not too much time,” you counter as you roll your hips onto him making him groan. “Maybe fifteen minutes before everyone realizes the guest of honor has disappeared. That’s what you get for being so…” you don’t finish as Price captures your lips again and grabs hard at your ass.
“Stop analyzing everything,” he counters as he bucks up into you, “and do something else with that pretty little mouth.” He bites at your lip and pulls it gently between his teeth.
You know what he wants and you’re more than happy to oblige him. You’ve missed him. The feel and taste of him and of course the sounds you can elicit from him. He’s not shy with what he wants or how he wants it, and always shows his appreciation.
“Move over then,” you instruct as you slide off his lap and shift as he puts his back up against the door. Price is a big man so it takes some shuffling but you end up kneeling on the floor, thankful for the fact the rest of his team was also huge and required ample leg room.
He’d already helped you remove his pants and you nearly hum with excitement as you see how hard and fucking swollen he is for you. Without much warning you’re on him, you mouth already drooling in anticipation as you take him deep to the back of your throat. He huffs letting you set the pace before his hands brush away the hair from your face, gently pulling it into a ponytail wrapped up tight in his hand.
“Fuck you look so pretty,” Price compliments as your eyes flick up to his to watch his face. Your hands are like vices on his thighs that only tighten at his praise. “Even prettier than when you walked into that meeting room all done up. I like you on your knees for me, drooling and gagging,” he smirks as you whine, moving to slide your hand from his leg to give yourself some relief in the ache between your legs.
He stops you and grabs your wrist and you whimper as he pulls the hand back to rest on his thigh.
“Not yet,” Price admonishes, “that’s my job.” He smirks as he pushes you down on him until you sputter a bit for air and he releases bobbing your head on him at the pace he wants now. “These seats will be ruined by the time I’m done with you,” he smirks as you twist your legs a bit to rub your thighs together for something. Anything. He lets you get away with that because he knows it’ll just make it worse not better.
His moans and bucking tells you he’s close and you move faster, your hand moving to cup his balls and squeeze lightly. Just how you know he likes without him even having to say it. His restraint is gone as he grabs the back of your head with both hands and he spills into your mouth, straight down your throat. You swallow it without hesitation, satisfied with finally tasting him again.
“Fuck,” Price breathes as he watches you lick your lips and roll back on your heels. “You’re already wrecked and I haven’t even touched you,” he teases as his thumbs wipe away some remnants of himself from the corner of your mouth. “How much time do I have to get you out of those pants and screaming?”
Just as you’re about to answer your phone buzzes. It’s your boss and they need you urgently before the next meeting starts and your face falls. “Shit my boss,” you mutter quickly wiping at the makeup you know is running down your face, disappointment all over your expression. “I have to go,” you breathe as another message comes in from a different coworker asking where you disappeared to.
“Now who’s more important?” He asks before helping you clean up and smooth your hair. “Get through this meeting and I promise to make it up to you,” he prompts obviously feeling a bit guilty but still smug as hell that you got on your knees for him first. “I’m still going to get you to make a mess on this fucking bench. Even if my team has to walk home,” he promises as his hand roughly reaches down to rub the seam of your pants for a moment just to get you to whine pitifully before he’s helping you out the door and off to the next meeting.
Soap
“I can’t wait to get home, now shut the door.”
You laugh as you shut the door to the bedroom behind you, doing your best to ignore the fact it’s Price’s. He had invited everyone to his house for a bit of fun bonding and Soap wasn’t about to waste his quick leave with you to just sit with the boys all night. He had dragged you along and despite the fact the other men were keeping him engaged and you chatted along as well, his eyes were boring into you all evening.
“This is your Captain’s bedroom,” you hiss though it’s not a real fight as his lips find the soft skin above your pulse and his hands tug at the thin little straps on your sundress. “What if he walks in?” You ask as the cool air hits your breasts for a second before his calloused hands cover them.
“Then he’ll get a show,” Soap answers with a small chuckle as he nips at your shoulder. “I know you’ve been thinking it all evening. And it’ll be rude to leave before Price’s nightcap,” he explains before tugging harder at your dress to get it bunched around your hips. “And I’m tired of knowing what’s been under this dress and unable to touch it.”
“You barely let me out of bed this morning,” you answer, the ache still pleasantly sore even now as you had sat on the hard picnic chairs. “You’d think you’d have some more restraint,” you continue to tease as you help him out of his zipper hoodie and yank hard on his belt buckle. You currently had no restraint either as you stared blatantly at his chiseled chest and arms, unable to get enough of him even after all this time.
“I think you were the one that dragged me back before my shower,” he answers with a quirk of his brow as he grabs your hips and walks you backward until his knees hit the bed allowing him to sit and pull you to stand between his legs.
“That’s besides the point,” you answer before dropping your head back with a satisfied sigh as he sucks a nipple into his mouth and bites down just enough to send a shock of pain through you that you enjoy. “You had already pinned me down twice before that,” you manage before his knee pushes its way between your legs and he drags you down to sit hard on it. His jeans are rough against the sensitive spot behind your light cotton panties and you shudder as he pushes up and rubs.
“You weren’t complaining when you came all over my face,” he states, smirking as you roll your hips to get more from him. “And I don’t think you’re truly complaining now,” he adds as you continue to ride his thigh without his help, your hands gripping hard on his shoulders.
“You’re just a bad influence,” you answer a bit breathlessly as the bed creaks at your movements. You freeze for just a second realizing you are riding your boyfriend’s thigh on his bosses bed. There has to be some sort of explanation for how fucked up you were both being, especially since you weren’t stopping. “Johnny, maybe we should head back,” you groan out as his hand slides up behind your head to tug a bit at the hair there to pull your head back and making you arch on his leg to hit that sweet spot longer.
“Mmm no lass,” Soap answers as he watches you rock backward and forward chasing a release. “I think you need to ride me until you come and we’ll go from there,” he states though his tone is a command that you’ve grown to love and crave. “Don’t you dare stop,” he orders, eyes flicking to your breasts to watch them bounce with your movement, “until you soak my jeans.”
You whine, feet digging into the floor to give you better leverage as you move on him. He’s not helping you, just watching you use him to work for your own pleasure which makes you bite your lip. You loved when he watched you, how his eyes devoured you when he demanded you touch yourself while he stared from the bedroom door. Or how he requested videos of you for his long trips away, wanting to watch getting yourself off while moaning his name anytime he pleased.
“That’s it lass, I can tell you’re close. You get that cute little hitch in your breath as you’re about to come apart,” he states before gripping your chin gently tilt your head back to look at his face. Your mouth is slightly open as you pant, the release right there and when Soap gives you that crooked cocky grin you explode.
He helps you ride through it before lifting the edge of your skirt up to find a small wet patch. You flush crimson at the sight but Soap seems so proud of himself as he gently helps you off his leg.
“If you’re done, Price is waiting for us,”comes Gaz’s voice from the other side of the door causing you to jump. You can hear him laughing as he walks away back down the stairs and you are mortified right out of your climax high as you look back at Soap.
“It’s nothing he hasn’t heard before,” Soap explains as he gently pulls your dress back up and sets the straps correctly. “It’s not like the tents we stay in have walls, and you’re not exactly quiet on those videos,” he explains at your shocked face with a smirk, “I think they like hearing your little breathy voice as much as I do. Gets a little lonely out there just the few of us.”
“Have you…shown them?” You ask curiously though the excitement is evident in your voice. The thought almost thrills you a bit, that enjoyment of being watched seemingly not limited to just Soap.
“No,” Soap answers with a small tilt of his head. “Do you want me to show them?” You don’t answer feeling suddenly shy and he presses on, “because I will if that gets you excited. I don’t mind showing off what is mine. Making them wish you were theirs but knowing only I get it.”
“Show them one we make when we get home tonight,” you answer before you can back out with a small smirk, the thought already making you ache again.
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For Science
I can't believe I am doing this. My submission for the Alex Keller Challenge.
Alex Keller x Reader
Summary: Alex catches you staring and asks if you want to learn how to chop wood.
Prompts used: "For science" and "I've never done this before".
Warnings: None
Note: This came to me suddenly while I was writing Alex Keller head canons. It just poured out of me. This is the very first writing I have published other than head canons.
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It's a crisp fall afternoon. You're on the porch swing, reading a book. Glancing up for a moment, in the distance you are greeted by Alex. Sweaty, shirt now removed, jeans hanging low on his hips, his normally styled hair disheveled.
You must have perfect timing because Alex is mid-swing, muscles on full display as he expertly swings the ax down, making a clean cut through the wood. The loud thump sound reverberates in your body.
You're lost in thought, captivated by his strength and precision.
"Enjoying the show?" he teases, snapping you out of your trance.
You're speechless for a moment, but he interjects.
"Want to give it a try?" Alex smirks. "For science?"
Placing your book down, you stand up and make your way over to the wood pile. Alex grabs your hand and maneuvers you between him and the chopping block. Even through the chilled air you can feel the heat radiating from his body. It sends a shiver up your spine.
Standing behind you, he guides your right hand to the helve and your left hand to the butt. "I've never done this before," you confess.
"You're going to lift the ax until it's head is above yours and square to your body. Then slide your right hand down to meet your left as the ax comes down" he instructs.
You practice a few slow motion swings. Your whole body tingles as Alex handles you with care, making slight adjustments to guide your hands and body. You're pretty sure you hear him whisper, "good girl" but must shake off the feeling it gives you, in the name of safety.
Finally, he steps away from you and around to the front of the chopping block. You body immediately reacts to the loss.
Alex provides some final advice, "Remember, you don't have to swing it as hard as possible, it's more about precision. Gravity will do the work."
You take a deep breath before swinging the ax over your head and onto your target. The thump sound reverberates in your body again, but not the same way it did when Alex was chopping. You don't make it all the way through the log, but it was a solid first try.
"Thanks for the lesson" you smile, handing the ax back to Alex.
"Done already?" Alex says, running a hand through his hair. You're already halfway back to the porch.
You turn and give Alex a sultry look, "Why do the work myself when I can get the show for free?"
Alex shakes his head and can't help but smile, a blush creeping across his face as you sit back on the porch swing and watch him get back to work.
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yumethefrostypanda · 27 days
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Echo 3-1
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collinnmckinley · 9 months
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↳Random Call of Duty gifs [1/?] for Brighty aka @wallbang-buzzkill.
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rodolfoparras · 5 months
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Sorry about all the mommy stuff but now I need a small fic about Alex with a mommy kink I am so desperate
Thinking about ways to comfort Alex after a mission.
Cw; mommy kink, Alex likes to call you mommy, 18+
Pairing: Alex Keller x Top Male reader
Despite having spent many years in the army, there’s been days where he’s left feeling drained.
All he wants to do on those days is to crawl up into your lap, sink down on your length and keep you inside of him until he forgets about his problem.
That’s exactly what he intends to do as he walks through your office door, clad in his comfiest pair of sweats and wearing a loose fitting shirt.
You’d been sat doing paper work before he’d walked in but had stopped completly when you saw him suddenly appearing in your office.
Usually you’d ask not to be bothered while doing work but just by looking at him it’s clear that he’s distraught, brows pinched together, bottom lip jutted out while he fiddles with the sleeves of his shirt.
Immediately you push back your chair, arms spreading wide open and signaling for him to come over.
It doesn’t even take a second before he’s stripping off his sweats, the plug he’d wore swiftly sliding out of him and dropping to the floor before he crawls into your embrace and sinks down onto your cock.
Instantly you see the way the tension bleeds out his body, eyes fluttering shut as his head lolls onto your shoulder.
“Want to talk about it baby boy?” You say, hand mindlessly caressing his stomach.
He just shakes his head in response because he just wants to focus on the way your arms wrap protectively around his waist, your stubble that prickles the back of his neck, and the smell of your cologne engulfing his senses, wants to focus on l how safe he feels with you here.
“Alright” you say with a heavy sigh, pulling your chair back to your desk, hearing the way he slightly whimpers at the sudden movement before he settles back down in place.
“Thank you mommy“ he mutters into your neck, eyes fluttering shut as he dozes off with you inside him.
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shadow0-1 · 2 months
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Raid
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kina404 · 4 months
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The way that alex makes it a point to pronounce farah's name correctly does things to me
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