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itsohh · 7 months

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Love Can Be a Strong Word

A/N: Female reader, double post to try and get me back on track.

Day 8: Titfucking

Word count: 2777

Warnings: smut

AO3 Kinktober Masterlist

Originally you had no intention of going to the Nighthaven Halloween party. It wasn't compulsory in any way and you preferred to spend your night back in your room on your laptop. However, it seemed like life had different plans for you. A knock at your door had you pause and slowly make your way over. When you opened the door you were met face to face with one of your closest coworkers and friends. Ravi gave you a big grin and dragged you out of the room. "Hey, what the hell Ravi what the fuck are you doing."

"You’re coming with me, the office party's on tonight remember?"

"Yeah, and I'm not fucking going."

"You are now!" He pulled you down the hallway much to your displeasure.

"No- I- it's a costume party, right? I don't even have a costume."

"There's a costume pop-up store just down the road."

"Nooooo." You tugged away from him and he paused and turned towards you.

"I'll buy you dinner sometime. We can go out, maybe as a group. There's that yakiniku place down the road that I'll take you to."

"Why do you want to go all of a sudden?" You huffed.

Ravi paused and looked over his shoulder for a moment. "I overheard that Anja's going to be there and I really want to see if she dresses up or not and I don't wanna be stuck there alone if things go poorly."

"Since when did you have a crush on Anja? Also are you sure? That woman is addicted to her work I doubt she would stop and do something like this."

"What? No, I don't have a crush on her. I just think if anyone's going to have a cool costume it's going to be her. I can imagine it now, a massive mech suit or-"

"God dude she's not gonna put that much time and effort into a costume. She's going to be like the boss lady like had a pair of ears on or something."

"She might! You never know, please please please please-"

"Alright alright, but your picking and buying the costume and no slutty medical outfits. That's too clique."

"Thanks."

The pair of you found your way into the repurposed room and your eyes immediately went to the large table of food on the other side of the room. If there was one thing that Nighthaven always did well it was supply good food.

"Damn." You looked up at the sound of Ravi's voice. His eyes were set on Anja across the room. She wore what looked to be a thin spacesuit with a red wig.

"Huh. Well, it was more effort than I originally gave her credit for."

"I wanted to see a real-life mecha."

"Well, that's the character from that movie she likes so much right? With the robots? Maybe she made a remote-controlled robot that was too big to fit in the-" Ravi had already headed over towards the woman before you had time to finish your sense. He turned around and gave you a love heart with his hands and a pair of thumbs up.

You couldn't help but roll your eyes and smile at him. That food table becomes you over and soon you were digging into the shrimp. "Hey, we match! If you wanted to do a couple's costume you could have just asked." A voice practically shouted in your ear.

With half a piece of shrimp hanging out of your mouth, you turned to see one of the boys from accounting. Jeffrey. Your eyes cast down to see he wore a wizard outfit. The outfit was certainly high quality and you highly doubt he used it purely for this occasion.

"Ravi picked this out, to be honest." You gestured to the black witch dress that you wore.

"Oh yeah, what did he go as? A flying monkey?" Jeff laughed and you could feel your hunger to shrimp slowly fade into despair.

You looked to see Ravi engaged in a conversation with Anja and you mentally swore. Jeff wasn't a terrible guy but you did not want to spend the next hour listening to him talk at you.

"Oh, nice shrimp." Your head turned to the voice that had crept up on you. Håvard leaned over to take some from the bowl when his eye raised to meet yours. He seemed a little surprised to see you but his lips curled up into a smile regardless.

"Hey look at you getting all festive. We have got to take a picture." Håvard was completely shirtless save for the pair of suspenders that were attached to his pants. The firefighter hat was what gave away his costume.

"Firefighter?" You raised a brow and he grinned.

"Yeah! I'll put out any flames that start to melt you. Oh wait-" Håvard rest an arm around your shoulder and for most people, you would have shoved it off, in fact, on a normal day you would certainly shove his arm away. But you didn't. It was almost comforting, he radiated warmth that came through the thin black material.

"Waters supposed to melt witches," Jeff spoke up with a flare directed at Håvard. "How do you not know this? It's like the most basic known thing."

"He just got it mixed up, Håvard's fine." Jeffrey suddenly looked towards you a little stunned. Almost like he didn't expect you to speak up.

"I didn't realize how close you and Ace are." His voice was strange, stoic but not quite.

"Yeah, we have been friends for ages! She acts like she hates me but she lovvesss me." Håvsrd grinned. At first, your original instinct was to correct him and say you did hate him but you couldn't quite bring yourself to. After that day together in the cupboard things had been different. You said to forget about your quickie but in reality, it constantly echoed in your mind. A ghost of his voice in your air, that warmth he brought to your core. Håvard seemed shallow and quite a bit like a moron at first but you knew that to be false.

He was qualified and did his job well even if it all was for selfish gain and attention. Håvard was smart in his own way, even if he didn't always show it. "Yeah, we are." You finally spoke up and Håvard practically glowed at your words, the arm around your shoulder got a little tighter.

Jeff's eyes darted from you to Håvard and for a moment you could tell he wasn't sure what to say. In his moment of silence, Håvard leaned over you slightly to grab a piece of shrimp which he promptly slipped in his mouth.

"This is really good." He pointed and you couldn't help but laugh.

"It is."

"We have got to get a photo at the booth." His eyes spotted the set-up arch of balloons and Halloween decorations. He removed his arm from your shoulder and grabbed your hand instead.

Håvard dragged you away from the table and Jeffery directly to the booth. "Håvard I don't want any pictures of me online."

"Uh-huh."

"No I really mean it-"

He stopped and turned directly towards you with a warm smile.

"Relax, I'm a man of my word. I never mentioned the event that shall not be mentioned did I?"

"You're mentioning it now."

"No, I'm not." He started to put you along again and you could tell he was pleased that there wasn't a crowd.

A photographer there stood behind a rather expensive-looking camera and smiled at the pair of you. Håvard was quick to arrange your bodies for a couple of photos but paused. Going by his lead, you stopped when his eyes locked with yours.

"How do we get the photos?" Håvard asked the photographer without turning away from you.

"I give you this card which has a code on it. You put it into our website and your photos will be there."

"Right." Håvard barely finished saying the word before he leaned in and pressed his lips against yours. You completely froze. That echo of his lips were finally against yours again. To say you melted into his would be an understatement. Your arms wrapped around his neck and pulled him flush against yours. The brief flash alerted you to the camera and Håvard reluctantly pulled back.

He laughed and wrapped his arm around your shoulder once again. He stole the curved black hat from your head and put it over his with a grin. The photographer took a final picture before he passed the card to the pair of you. There was a tired look in his eyes but smiled at the pair of you regardless.

"I'm not going to lie, I'm pretty surprised you came," Håvard admitted.

"Ravi wanted to see the costumes and didn't want to go alone." The pair of you weaved through the crowd.

"But you were with Jeff?"

"Yeah, Ravi went to go chat with Anja. Thanks for rescuing me from Jeff, thought I would be stuck there while he talked at me for an hour."

Håvard warmly laughed and his face lit up. "I'll be your hero any day."

"Well, can you be my hero and save me from this office party?"

"Yeah." He looked towards you and locked eyes. "I can." There was a promise in his eyes that took your breath away for just a moment. At that moment you understood. You understood that charisma of his that got him so far in life. That look alone made you understand why so many people flocked to his social media.

The pair of you moved like a blur and soon you found yourself out in the hallway away from the mundane party. Alone in the hallway he took a few steps away from you and threw his hands into the air. "Safety!"

Your hat fell from his head and to the ground due to the movement. You approached him and when he picked it off the ground, your hand layered on top of his. Your eyes met his and you slowly directed him to put it on your head over again.

"I don't hate you." Unlike the first kiss you shared, this one was slow careful and for the first time initiated by you. Just like that kiss you shared at the booth, you melted into his arms with ease.

"I want to tell the world." He breathed the second you parted. Håvard paused and swallowed. "Or at least, I want to mention this again."

"I think I can agree with that."

His soft lips met yours again and your smile was mirrored against yours. Håvard had such a warm essence to him and your heart raced inside of you.

"Seems you put a spell on me." He dramatically winked which made you tilt your head back and laugh.

"That's so bad Håvard."

"Is that why you’re smiling and laughing?"

At his observation, you covered your mouth with your hand and shook your head. "Don't hide from me please, that smiles like the sun after a nightmare of darkness in the winter."

"...So bad."

"Ah in that case-" There was a twinkle to his eyes. "Allow me to make it up to you then, save you from this place."

"Alright firefighter Haugland, save me from this burning building." He promptly pulled you along through the hallways and buildings until you found yourself pressed against his dorm room door. He managed to fumble it open while his mouth had latched on to the exposed part of your chest.

He picked you up by the underback of your thighs and carried you over to the bed all while the wet sounds of him kissing your cleavage. When his legs hit the bed, he allowed you to fall into it and bound slightly from the impact. Your hat fell off immediately and you sat up. You pushed him away from you slightly and he took a couple of steps back. Håvard wasn't exactly sure what you were doing, but he didn't mind watching you to find out.

Eyes locked on his, you pulled down the front of your dress with your bra and your breasts spilled out from his. His jaw practically dropped and drooled at the sight of you playing with them. Circling your nipples and pressing them together.

Your eyes flicked down to the tent that had from in his pants. He didn't protest in any manner when you let go of your tits and worked his pants open. The belt fell to the floor and soon the rest of his pants and briefs joined it.

That curved cock of his bounced free and you pulled it closer to you. When the long underside of it touched your cleavage, you let go and grabbed your breasts. You sandwiched his length between them and spoke innocently at him with a devious smile.

"Your reward sir for rescuing me."

Håvard bit down on his knuckle and let out a loud groan at the sight. A groan which turned to a massive moan when you started to massage your breasts up and down over his cock.

"F-fuck. Oh fuck, just, oh fuck yes please." He started to thrust his hips back and forward so that his dick fucked into your breasts with your movements. Careful not to hit your chin, he lost himself in the sight and feeling. Completely unable to tear his eyes away from you.

"I see these in my dreams I swear." He moaned and put his hands next to yours. You allowed him to take hold of them fully and your hands dropped to steady on his thighs. "So delicious." It was like he couldn't exactly decide on what he wanted to do.

Håvard finally decided and picked you up and placed you back on the bed. His leaking cock had precum spread all over it and you raised your dress up. It bunch around your waist with the top and he pulled your underwear to the side.

Håvard pushed in with a long easy push, his body layered on top of you and he buried his face in your chest. A laugh turned moan when you felt hip palm your breasts as he started a steady rhythm of fucking into you.

This time it was different. There wasn't that sense of desperation or a bravo of annoyance. This time you couldn't help the smile that had been burnt on your face, you couldn't help but bury your hands in his hair and as he brought pleasure to your very core you couldn't help but dawn on your thoughts of the man. You were falling in love with him. This annoying, one-dimension, attention-loving flirt. You were falling in love with him.

And it wasn't the sex talking either.

"Håvard." He didn't register you saying his name and you tugged on his hair and repeated his name again.

A little drunk on you, he blinked a few times but gave you a dopey look when he raised from in between your breasts.

"Mmm yeah?" He stilled his hips and composed himself a little.

"I want you."

"You certainly have me."

"No I mean, I want you all to myself. I wanna be with you. Like more than just a fun fuck."

Håvard blinked a couple of times as he registered your words. Suddenly he grabbed you and rolled the pair of you so that you were on top and he was on the bed.

Words left you as he started practically railing into you. "Håvard." His name came out as a long choppy whine on your lips.

Small chants of his name continued to flow out of your mouth as you clenched down around him and he fucked you through your high. He didn't stop though, even as your tight chest had you gasping for air he continued on. Håvard chased his pleasure until finally, he buried himself deep inside you.

Ropes of his hot seed filled your cunt to the very brim only to escape around the back of his cock where he couldn't quite keep you entirely plugged up.

"What…the fuck was that?" You panted and ran a hand through your hair.

A blush settled over Håvards face and you didn't know if it was because of the pure heat that the pair of you had created or because he was embarrassed in a way.

"Celebration. First time with my new girlfriend." He grinned his perfect smile at you and your brows raised. "That's what you wanted right?"

"Yeah- I, yeah that's what I want."

#r6s #r6s x reader #rainbow six siege #Håvard Haugland #ace x reader

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chadillacboseman · 1 month

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He's so goofy I am in love with him.

#håvard haugland #ace r6 #he's so cute and funny #and also i like that hes a little less bulky than a lot of fhe male operators ??#like dont get me wrong doc being built like a fucking bus is awesome #but this 👌

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fossegrimmen · 1 year

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Håvard "Ace" Haugland, in the style of Art Style of Young Justice.

#håvard haugland #rainbow six siege #r6s ace #r6s #r6community

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xxazura-leexx · 2 years

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ace x male reader 👁? Maybe the reader is like the one person who doesnt know who he is...

I'll try!

꧁༒༻☬ད °•° ཌ☬༺༒꧂

Characters: Håvard "Ace" Haugland x Male reader

Videogames/Movies: Rainbow Six Siege

Genres: Fluff

Summary: Ace dealing with his boyfriend, who doesnt know who he is

"Baby! I'm home!!" Ace just coming back from grocery store, he open the door of your house and begin to walk to living room.

"Babe? Are you here?" Ace answer you but it only a silence in the house.

He begin walk to your share bedroom, and he find you wrapped in blankets. He walk to you and sit beside you.

"Hey.. Are you okay?" Ace put his arm around you and pat your head.

"I.. I dont know who i am.." You speak as you lay your head to Havard's shoulder. "What do you mean? You dont know who you are?"

"I mean, I dont know my own likes and dislikes!" You begin to look down to the floor and tears falling down

"Hey.. Dont be like that. Im sure you find one!" He begin to hug you and kisses your forehead. "Now lets watch movies and snuggles in couch. How that's sound?"

"Hmm.. I kinda like that" You look at him with small smile on your face which make him happy

"See!! I told you find one. Now lets go and watch Cars 2 with me" Ace begin to pick you up in bride style and go downstair

"I love you Bae.."

"I lov you too."

At the end, You two just watch Cars 2 while snuggle up in couch, Having a boyfriend like Ace is lucky.

The end

Im sorry if this too short.(●´∀｀●)

#x male reader #male reader #r6s #rainbow six siege #r6s x reader #r6s ace #håvard haugland

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amagoner · 1 year

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sitting here wondering if i write Ace x reader if anyone will read it

the right answer is of course, write whatever tf you want, but I also want write things that people will Actually read

#håvard haugland #r6s ace #rainbow six siege #rainbow six x reader #gonerwords #anyway back to my cave

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norvgchar · 10 months

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Ace from Rainbow Six Siege is a Norwegian character that stems from Lærdalsøyri, Vestland, Norway. His full name is Håvard Haugland, a very believable name, especially from Vestland. His voice actor is Kyle Gatehouse, a Canadian actor and writer.

His voice lines sound more akin to a German accent than they do a Norwegian accent, and he is unable to pronounce is own name (pronounces it Howard, not Håvard or anything close to it).

Verdict: His ass is NOT Norwegian.

Fun fact: Nøkk is a Danish operator with a Norwegian name. Her voice actress is also Canadian, but has obviously taken time to learn what Danish English sounds like.

#r6s #rainbow six siege #r6 ace #ace #håvard haugland #kyle gatehouse #Vestland #rainbow 6 siege #verdict not norwegian

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pop-six-squish · 2 years

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Inspired by our very own @DawnOfShadow ! When Mute and Mira use R&D department to make a mini jammer for... Scientific reasons.

#R6S #Doc #Ace #Gustave Kateb #Håvard Haugland #Mute #Mira #Rainbow 6 Siege #My art #Dulcamarra'rt

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probablynotcy · 1 year

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wait, wait, wait, no, I wrote this what feels like an eternity ago; it's just a draft, but I read it again and literally started crying.

olivier: "I miss you. a lot."

håvard: "I miss you too ... what are you doing right now?"

olivier: "talking with you"

håvard giggles. "yeah, but besides that? anything else?"

olivier: "I'm... looking up. at the sky. and the stars."

håvard: "are they pretty?"

olivier: "you're acting like you have never seen them before." he now giggles as well. "not as pretty as you."

#rainbow six siege #r6s #olivier flament #håvard haugland #r6s ace #r6s lion #writing #clancy writes #wip #this is so fucking soft???

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l3r40l · 11 months

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Pissed off Osa is my favorite Osa

#r6s #r6s osa #osa #Anja Katarina Janković #r6s ace #ace #Håvard Haugland #rainbow six siege #rainbow 6 siege

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ridz0805 · 3 months

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Operation: Farvel Haugland (Goodbye Haugland)

This fanfic is a Crossover between Tom Clancy's Rainbow Six Seige by Ubisoft Montreal and the Rainbow Six Series, and the Hilda series by Luke Pearson, Silvergate Media, Mercury Filmworks, Netflix, Nobrow Press, Atomic Cartoons, and Flying Eye Books.

Erik Ahlberg has a nephew whom he raised in secret, and he is returning to Trolberg to start a new job in the Trolberg Civil Defence Force after Erik Ahlberg's nephew's boss was forced to shut down the company.

Håvard (ACE) Haugland a former NIGHTHAVEN operative and former elite special forces operator, chose to go back home to Trolberg and start a new job in the Trolberg Civil Defence Force, instead of joining RAINBOW SIX after NIGHTHAVEN was forced to shut down.

Where he will be moving back with his uncle who raised him.

Link: Operation: Farvel Haugland (Goodbye Haugland)

The fanfic was written before the post by @hyperpsychomaniac

Which headcanon that Erik Ahlberg has a child

#hilda the series #erik ahlberg #hilda the show #netflix hilda #hilda #hilda netflix #hilda season 3 #trolberg #rainbow six siege #Håvard (ACE) Haugland #Rainbow six fanfic #crossover #Erik Ahlberg has a nephew

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itsohh · 7 months

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Hate is a Strong Word

A/N: Female reader

Day 3: Hate sex

Word count: 1134

Warnings: smut

AO3 Kinktober Masterlist

Perhaps it was the lack of sleep that caused the throbbing in your head. Or perhaps it was the pure amount of work you did say by day. No, you knew what it was. It was the loud boyish voice behind you that had you at the end of your wits. His loud laughter was joined by the giggles of a new nurse. It made you regret ever becoming a doctor. There was a scowl on your face only noticed by your co-doctor in front of you.

He let out a little chuckle and took the piece of paper that was in front of you. "Frown any harder and you might actually kill them with your mind."

"Really?" You gave him a hopeful look and he barked out a single laugh.

"No. Why don't you go chase the nurse off and then take a lunch break. Maybe when you come back you will have an element of life to your eyes."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Alright I'll take a break, you gonna be alright here by yourself Ravi?"

"Sure will. Take your time, I got this."

You started to pack up your gear and washed your hands decently before you turned to head towards the door. Håvard and the nurse still awfully flirted with each other as you approached.

"Nurse, how's the patient in room 6?" It wasn't too often that the Nighthaven medical center had occupants. Most of the time you were doing research but on the odd occasion people would get injured in the line of work or in training.

"Oh uh-"

"Please go tend to him. I shouldn't have to ask you." She sunk down into her boots at your harsh voice and practically sprinted away.

"Ah, why you gotta chase her off. She's not doing harm."

"The pair of you were in my way. Besides, I'll not have a patient neglected because the pair of you are making googly eyes." You pushed past him and unfortunately for you, Håvard decided to latch onto you.

"Ah doctor, come on. Couldn't you go check up on them?"

"I'm going on my lunch break."

"I'll come with you." He invited himself and you let out a small groan.

"Fine. Just shut up for a moment." The pair of you started to make your way to the cafeteria.

"You love my voice though!"

"No. I don't. You make it impossible to work around you."

Håvard paused his moments for a moment and you continued walking. He suddenly ran up in front of you and started to walk backwards so his face was directed to yours. Something had clicked in his mind. Håvard gave you a smug smile that your annoyed expression became confused at.

"You know, if I was such a distraction… You could have just said so."

"You're a distraction and a pain in my ass. Try to be quiet when people are working."

He let out a laugh and grinned. "You don't need to play it off. I know it's hard to resist these looks." You stopped dead in your tracks and stared at him.

"Are you fucked in the head or something?"

"It all makes sense! You were jealous, don't worry babe there's plenty for me to go around." His eyes sparkled for a moment. "But if you’re so insistent I'm sure we can-"

You grabbed his collar and pulled him into the nearby supply room. It wasn't too big but it did comfortably fit the pair of you inside. "Look I don't know what the fuck’s gotten into your head and I've tried to be professional about this but Håvard, I hate you. I despise you with every inch of my soul. You're the annoyance that keeps on annoying. I would rather die than spend more than two minutes near you. The fact that Kali keeps you around is beyond my comprehension and if it was up to me I would have fired your ass the second you first walked through those doors."

You shoved him against the shelves as you fired off at him, your finger prodded into his chest with every word. A light pant settled over you and you took a step back. Håvard simply stared at you.

"You're really hot when you're angry, did you know that?"

Sirens went off in your mind and you lunged to strangle the man but he intercepted your action. He caught your body, pulled you in close, and before you could realise it, his lips were on yours. At first you went to pull away but your body betrayed you. You melted into his warm and soft embrace

His lips bruised on yours and you certainly had the strength to push him away if you wanted to. But you didn't. Your lips molded with his, his tongue darted over yours as he held you in that embrace. Håvard's arms were wrapped around your waist which secured you against him. Your entire body pressed completely flush against him.

Only when the pair of you needed air did you break away with a small pant. "I hate you so fucking much."

"You know what they say about hate. It's the strongest emotion next to love. The deeper the hate the deeper the love?" He cocked a brow with a signature smile and you stared at him for a second.

"Stop fucking talking." You lunged forward and smashed your lips against his once again. Håvard pushed against you and suddenly turned you. It took one step for him to push you against the bare wall with ease. He hooked his hands under your knees and lifted you up into the air. Sandwiched between him and the wall you clawed into his perfect blonde hair with a groan. His lips danced over your neck and you couldn't help but tug his hair, despite it all, he knew exactly what he was doing.

"We will never talk about this ever again." You breathed and you could feel the way he laughed into your skin.

"Whatever you like babe."

"God I fucking hate you so much." You pulled him against you as he grind his pelvis into yours. The friction was well met and you couldn't help but wet your lips at the thought and feel of his cock. You could feel it so distinctively through your pants and his.

You didn't know what was worse, his horrible flirting that he serially did or the fact he could back it up. Your legs wrapped around his waist and it gave him the support to let go of you with one of his hands. It sunk up between the pair of you and pawed at your breast through your white shirt. It started to flick at your buttons and you made a pointed look towards the man.

"We don't have very long here and you wanna spend it playing with my tits?"

Håvards brows shot up and his mouth parted for a moment in shock. It quickly changed as a sparkle entered his eyes. He let go of you and placed you on the ground for a moment. Håvard was quick to undo his pants and free his aching cock from its restraints. Before you could really move, his hand cupped your cunt through your pants and pressed his lips against yours. Despite his rough action and rubbing with his hand, the kiss was rather sweet and tender. The type you would share with a lover or partner. Not a one night stand.

It was easy to lose yourself in it, to melt into his embrace. Warm and inviting, you could almost imagine yourself at him. Almost. His fingers pulled down the zip of your pants and gave them a decent tug. They fell to the floor with ease and he picked you up once again.

His cock was warm against your cunt, a welcome friction that had you moaning quietly against his lips. "Don't worry about marking me up, I'm pretty good at makeup." He winked the second the pair of your lips parted and you couldn't help but roll your eyes at the man and your nails tug into his flesh.

"Oh if you want to give me battle scars to show off though.." He hummed at the thought and you pulled his face against yours again.

"Shut. Up." Your nails racked to the front of his chest and he aligned himself with you so he could easily push in. Håvard wasn't lacking in size and now that he had finally entered you, you could really feel the extent of it. His curved cock slipped into your wet cunt with ease.

You didn't want to make a sound, you didn't want to give him the satisfaction but then he started to move and that thought went out the window. In order to stifle your moans, you tore your lips away from his face and buried it into his shoulder. Håvard's strong hands bounced you on his dick with ease and you could hear the smile in his voice as he spoke.

"That feels good, yeah?"

Never had you ever felt so right, your mind grumpy with you but your body? In pure bliss. Håvard knew exactly what he was doing, he knew exactly how to fuck into you. That curved dick of his rubbing against that sweet spot just an inch inside yet gently caressing all of you at the same time. His hand pressed on your mound, his thumb on your clit making circles. It only made you tighten around you and whimper a little bit more into his shoulder. "Cum for me, do it. I've got you. I'm here." His voice is a little softer than usual. Not quite that usual brash and arrogant voice that you were used to.

A light gasp let your mouth as your legs trembled. His shoulder the cries of pleasure that left your mouth as your body came undone. You clenched down around him and his voice became a bit higher. Håvard bucked in and out of you as he came, panting in your ear, singing small praises that were surprisingly romantic and reassuring.

The pair of you stayed like that for a moment as your high slowly died down and the reality of what you just did dawned upon you. It was a heavy weight that came crashing down but for some reason you couldn't bring yourself to regret it. You tapped his arm to let you down and you slowly learnt how to stand again.

A couple of minutes later you had pulled your pants up and fixed yourself. Håvard had a dopey satisfied look on your face. "We will never speak about this again or else I will seriously hurt you. I don't want to see even a vague post on your Instagram, you hear me?"

"You follow my Instagram?" His eyes lit up and you mentally slapped yourself.

"Of course, someone has to tell Kali when you're posting shit you're not allowed to. I mean it. Post nothing-"

"Your secrets are safe with me babe." He winked

"And don't call me that."

#ace x reader #r6s x reader #r6s #Håvard Haugland #kinktober2023 #im too tired to make him a gif rn

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chadillacboseman · 1 month

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The Double Date

Summary: Notch (me), Ace, Blitz, and 404 (@glitchviper) go on a double date. 404 is not thrilled. Art by Quiddling. Just something short :)

"Try to smile, liebling," Elias nudges Wes as they approach the table on the far side of the room, "You look like I'm holding you at gun point."

"You might as well be," Wes snaps and he chuckles.

Håvard spots them first and waves enthusiastically, an enormous smile painting his face. Wes rolls her eyes. The two of them take their seats and Jaimie cocks an eyebrow in curiosity.

"Good to see you, Elias, Wes," Håvard nods his head in their direction, and Elias returns his smile. The two of them work well together, a fact that irritates Wes to no end.

She hates small talk, but the other three fill the silence well, chatting incessantly about work until their chatter becomes white noise in her ears. She feels like a big cat in a cage at some shithole zoo, watching passersby with the kind of rage-inducing boredom only someone with her high-wired brain could have.

Elias taps his knee against hers under the table and Wes crashes back into reality, catching Håvard in the middle of a colorful rehashing of a training exercise Harry had put them through. She realizes with a jolt that she's bent the fork she's holding while listening to their idle babble.

Across the table, Jaimie watches Wes- she knows her well enough to know that she's not enjoying herself. Her face remains the same stoic facade of boredom, but her eyes are different, predator-like. Elias must have really pulled out all the stops to convince her to come in the first place, she can only imagine how painfully boring this entire affair must be for her.

The food arrives just in time to shut Håvard up for longer than a minute as he shovels in the chicken wings on his plate. Wes picks at her burger and Elias tears into his steak. Rare. Might as well still be mooing.

Then through some twisted fate administered by a God who clearly hates her, Wes is left alone with Håvard as Elias and Jaimie both head to the bathroom. She basks in the silence for a moment until he interrupts it.

"I know you don't like me," Håvard pauses to lick the sauce from one of his fingers as he speaks. How observant.

"What gives you that impression?" Wes doesn't look up at him.

"Everything," he gestures vaguely at her and her mouth twitches. He's stupid, but not blind. She says nothing in return.

"But I do love Jaimie-" he continues and Wes finally looks up from her plate.

"Where is this going, Haugland?" she sighs impatiently, and silently wishes that Elias would hurry the hell up.

"I'm not going anywhere anytime soon."

Wes exhales through her nose just as Jaimie drops into her seat across the table and bumps her shoulder against Håvard's affectionately. Elias is close behind and gives Wes' knee an apologetic squeeze as he takes his seat.

The rest of the date is uneventful, but Jaimie can sense an odd tension in the air. Silently, she wonders what words were exchanged while she was in the bathroom. She knows Wes couldn't be bothered to get in any kind of argument with Håvard, but that doesn't mean that his big mouth didn't run in her absence.

Of course, Håvard insists on paying, always putting on a show, much to Jaimie's chagrin. As they make their exit, she turns to him, her brows knitted low over her eyes.

"What happened while I was in the bathroom?"

Håvard shrugs, "I told her I knew she didn't like me."

"That's not true!" Jaimie swats at his shoulder and he shoots her a dubious look.

"She does not like me, elskling."

He's right, and she knows it.

Wes has no patience for his constant social media posts, his loud voice, or his incessant need to be liked. If it weren't for Jaimie, she'd have throttled him the second she got the opportunity.

In Elias' car, Wes stares out the window at the passing street lights that flick by in hues of burnt orange. Elias glances over at her, but she's lost in pensive thought.

"We don't have to do it again," he offers with a smile.

"You couldn't pay me to do it again."

"I know you don't like him, but you like Jaimie, don't you?" Elias cocks an eyebrow and Wes sighs deeply.

"You know I do."

"Then just tolerate him, hm? For Jaimie." he offers her a bargain, one she's not sure she can uphold her end of.

"Fine."

#r6 404 #oc notch #r6 ocs #siege ocs #the IRONY of him saying he's not going anywhere #lol

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