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miniwheat77 · 7 months

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Spontaneous Sex HC’s (141 & König.)

!CW! NSFW, Smut, unprotected p in v sex, rough sex, (sorry if I missed any.)

Captain Price:

John was not really a spontaneous man, he liked to plan everything out. He was romantic and anytime you were intimate, he took his time with you. He loved foreplay and always prepared you for him.

But after a frustrating day of work, all he wanted to do was go home and go to bed. He walked into your shared home, you were lying in bed watching a show. He climbed right on top of you. “Hey, is everything okay?” He doesn’t respond. Only tugs at his waistband. “John, you still have your boots on honey. You’re going to get the bed-“ he clamps a hand over your mouth, tugging your shorts to the side and burying himself right inside of you. He groans out, starting to thrust himself inside of you. His belt rattles each time he thrusts, pants leaving both of your mouths. You look up at him and he’s got a dark look in eyes, something you’ve never seen before. Neither of you last long, the spontaneity of him doing it has you soaking him in just a few minutes. When he finishes, he relaxes on top of you, panting. All of the tension he felt throughout the day is gone. All because of you.

“I’m sorry.” He breathes. Resting his forehead against yours. “For what?” You giggle. “For being rough with you. I just had a bad day at work and you were laying here looking so pretty.” He sighs. “John. I liked it.” You laugh. “You can take your frustration out on me anytime you want.” You smile, cheeks brightening from how straight forward he had been with you. “Are you.. blushing?” He smiles. Your smile only grows wider. “Oh fuck off.” You push him by his chest. “Haven’t seen you blush in years darling, why’re you blushing?” He teases. “I don’t know, I just liked that.” He leans down to kiss you. “Yeah, me too.”

“Have to do it more often.”

Ghost:

Simon was not exactly what you expected when it came to sex. He was always slow and soft, hated the idea of hurting you in any way. When he was frustrated from work he usually just wanted to be left alone. You always asked him if he could be a tad bit more rough and he said he’d always try but never really did. Maybe he was always so rough with everyone else he didn’t want to be, and you weren’t going to make him.

You were cutting up some vegetables for dinner, Simon was supposed to be home about half an hour ago. Sometimes he was late getting home but that usually meant something had probably gone wrong that held him back. You didn’t hear the door open, you didn’t hear him come inside. You felt eyes glaring into your back but ignored it. He moved closer, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you back into him. A gasp leaves your lips. “Simon!” You giggle. “You can’t sneak up on me like that.” You breathe. He doesn’t say a word, attacking your neck with kisses, nibbling at your skin. “Simon..” you breathe. You’re wearing shorts, which are easy for him to pull to the side. While he was kissing you, he’d worked his cargo pants down far enough to expose his cock. He grasps your leg, propping it up onto the counter. “S-Simon- what are you doin-“ a gasp leaves your lips when he buries himself to the hilt inside of you, reaching around you to rub circles into your clit. You moan out, clutching hard at the countertop as he fucks into you. He’s rough, moving his hips at a fast pace. He’s gritting his teeth hard, breathing hard into your ear.

Your legs shake, knees getting weak but he holds you up, keeping up his bruising pace. “Can feel you.. so tight on me.” He growls. “You can cum for me. Go ahead.” He keeps rubbing at your clit. A cry leaves your lips and he fucks you through your orgasm. A groan leaving his lips when he finally reaches his own orgasm. Filling you up completely before sliding out of you. He takes a second, breathing hard and resting his forehead against your back before pulling your leg down, spinning you around so that he could kiss you.

He’s still got his mask halfway on, pulled up to the bridge of his nose. You’re quiet, just staring at him. “You okay?” He pants. The tight black shirt he has on leaving little to the eyes. You nod your head. “Why’re you looking at me like that? I didn’t hurt you did I?” You shake your head quickly. “No. Not at all.” His brooding demeanor finally cracks and he smiles. “Fucked you too good, did I?” He can see a smile tugging at your lips, the lobes of your ears reddening. You spin around before he catches you, but it’s too late. His slow footsteps are intimidating as he moves toward you. Wrapping his arms around your waist once again.

“You can’t hide your pretty face from me. M’gonna go shower and than I’ll be back for more.” He mumbles, sending chills up your spine.

Soap:

When Johnny had a bad day at work, it was usually a rough day at home. He was good at poking you too much when he was in a bad mood, usually until you got mad at him. But this time, he’d pissed you off long before he’d got home.

It started when you asked him what he wanted for dinner and he’d left you on read for a few hours. When he finally responded you were already a little annoyed. He said he didn’t care. So you decided to make something you liked. When he got home, he saw you sitting on the couch. He was late and dinner was already packed away in the refrigerator. “Hey. What did you make?” He asks. “Oh, I made stir fry.” You look at him. Seeing him scrunch his face up annoyed you even more. But this wasn’t new.

He walks near you, sitting down next to you. He picks up the remote, changing the channel. “Johnny, are you serious? I was watching that.” You scoff. “What? I don’t get what I want. Neither do you.” He’s trying to piss you off on purpose. “I literally asked you what you wanted. It’s your fault.” You roll your eyes. You stand up, going to your bedroom to watch something else. You pick up the remote, turning on your show. Pretty soon, you hear his footsteps coming toward your room. When he walks in, you look up at him as he moves toward your bed. “So help me god if you come in and change my show I’ll ring your ne-“ he cuts you off by pressing his hand against your throat, moving himself on top of you and kissing you hard. You want to put up a fight, push him off. But your body gives into his right away, melting into him. He rocks his hips into yours, feeling you moan into his lips. He pulls away to tug his pants down his thighs, tugging your bottoms down your legs. “Johnny, what’s gotten into y-“ a gasp leaves your lips when he wastes no time to thrust right into you, cutting you off.

He kisses you again, clenching his eyes closed at the way you feel on him. No matter how many times the two of you slept together, he’d never get used to how good you feel. He grips your wrists hard, holding them above your head. It doesn’t take long, he can feel you getting tighter on him, starting to hear how much more wet you’re getting for him. “Oh fuck-“ he gasps. You can feel him throbbing inside of you, he’s close too. “Johnny!” You gasp, you let your head rest back on the pillows, giving yourself to him completely. You fall apart, orgasm shaking through you. He groans out, hitting his high just as you do. He’s panting hard, body finally relaxing from the tough day he’d had.

He slides out of you, laying next to you with a groan. You stay quiet, cheeks burning bright from how forward he had been with you. “M’sorry lass.” He breathes. “It’s okay.” You breathe. “Do.. you want me to make you something else?” You swallow hard. This sends him into a fit of laughter. “That’s all it takes huh?” He teases, making you roll your eyes at him.

Gaz:

Gaz was a sweetheart. Through and through he was always sweet and when he was in a bad mood, it never lasted. He always tried to leave work at work, didn’t want to bring his stress home, but tonight. He just couldn’t bare it. It was a miserable day from the start and he’d gotten his ass chewed by Price for something he didn’t even do, which had him even more mad. He wanted to be at home with you, no matter what.

When he got home, he heard you in the kitchen. It sounded like maybe you were doing dishes but he didn’t really care. “Hey.” You turned to smile at him. “Hey babe.” He sighs, pulling you in for a hug. “You alright?” You look up at him. He nods. “It’s been a day.” He laughs. “You want to watch a movie with me? It’ll get your mind off everything.” You look up at him. “Yeah sure, what are you doing in here Hm?” He asks. “I was just cleaning up. There’s a plate for you in there and I picked up some beer for you because I seen you were out.” You smile. “Thank you. You’re so sweet.” He laughs.

After eating and drinking most of his beer, he’s finally calm. Sitting on the couch near you.

He’s eyeing you, you’ve got a pair of shorts on which exposes your thighs to him. He’s not usually so easily riled up like this but there’s something about you being so nice to him. “You know, you’ll make a great housewife.” He smiles. You turn to look at him. “What?” You laugh. “Just thinking about it. You know. You do so much for me.” He shrugs. You tilt your head slightly. “Where’s this coming from Kyle?” You laugh. “I just think we should get married, have kids.” He shrugs. “Think you’d make a real pretty mum.” He smirks. He’s moving closer to you, throwing an arm over you. “I think you’d make a really handsome dad too.” You laugh. He rests his hand on your thigh, sliding it up higher. Your eyes widen slightly and you look up at him with a smile. “Did something happen?” You ask nervously.

He sits up slightly, moving toward you. “No.. just.. you look too good.” He breathes. He grasps your legs, pulling you down the couch and moving himself between your legs, leaning down to kiss you. You moan into his lips when he brushes his fingertips over your opening, tugging your pajamas down your legs and sliding into you before you even have time to react. You gasp against him, eyes going wide as he starts to thrust inside of you. “Gonna look so pretty with my babies inside you.” He breathes. You glance between the both of you, seeing him slide in and out of you quickly. He grips your hips harder, being more rough with you. “Oh f-fuck Kyle!” You gasp.

It doesn’t take long until you’re soaking him and squirming from the way he overstimulates you. Groaning out when he reaches his high, filling you up just like he said he was going to. You’re looking at him, he’d thrown you into a daze.

He relaxes back into the couch, breathing hard.

“You alright?” He asks. “Uh.. yeah. Just... didn’t expect that.” You laugh. He smiles. “Cmon, let’s go shower.” He grasps your hand.

König:

König may be a beast of a man, but he’s a giant sweetheart when it comes to you. You brought out the best of him and he was always gentle with you, always.

Sometimes when it came to sex, he lost himself a little bit. He was a little rough but he always apologized. You of course didn’t mind, but he did. He didn’t like being rough with you. You usually never got under his skin but today was different. You were grouchy and on his ass all day, it was his weekend and he didn’t want to spend it with you being mad at him.

That wasn’t the case. All day long you were on him about something. He forgot to do this, he did that. He was tired of it. You were clearly in a bad mood and nothing he was doing could fix it. He had finally just gotten changed into sweatpants for the day, ready to just spend his day off relaxing and doing nothing. Right as he was about to sit down, you started in. “Did you run by the post office? Your parents said they sent you something.” You mumble. “Not yet.” He mumbles. “König they’ve been waiting a while for a response.”

“Jesus, ich werde es an einem anderen Tag in Angriff nehmen.” He mumbles. Making you narrow your eyes. “I didn’t ask for the attitude.” You roll your eyes. He growls.

He takes one long stride before he’s right in front of you, spinning you around and pushing you down onto the couch. “Ich habe genug davon, dass du dich beschwerst. Das ist genug.” He growls. Your eyes widen. He pushes your shorts to the side, tugging his sweatpants down his legs and lining himself up with your entrance. Your eyes widen when he pushes himself into you. “F-fuck-“ you gasp. His thrusts are ruthless and he fills you up to hilt, bottoming out inside of you. “Is this what you wanted?” He growls. “Gibt mir das den ganzen Tag eine Einstellung, ist das der Grund? Du wolltest das?” He growls.

He holds you still, fucking you deep and hard until you’re a mess beneath him. When he finally cums deep inside of you, you’re quiet.

He pulls out of you, hearing you gasp out. Your pussy is fucked raw and sore from his brutal thrusts. Your cheeks are warm as he sits down on the couch, wiping his cock off as he slides it back into his sweatpants. You’re still completely still. “I wasn’t too rough, was I?” He asks. “Uh.. no. Not at all.” You avoid his eyes. “I gotta go.. yeah.” You mumble. “Hey, wait. I’m sorry.” He breathes. “I didn’t mean to be so mean or rough.” He sighs. “No. You weren’t.” You avoid his gaze. “I liked it.” Your words take him back slightly. Hearing him laugh.

“Than maybe you shouldn’t get cleaned up just yet, Mein böses Mädchen.” He smirks, pushing you back into the couch.

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