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topmalereaderblog · 9 months

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Simon "Ghost" Riley -- John "Soap" Mactavish // Mature Thoughts⚠️

Imagine: Your partners have been wanting you to fuvk them both at once since you have to dicks due to a medical condition you can.

"Okay," that was your response to both of your partners they wanted to try something new with you, and while you were hesitant, you agreed.

"But if we're gonna do this, you both are gonna have to ride me well. Also, gonna have to find a position that's comfortable," you said to the two men who were stating and you. They both nodded and went to your room, getting ready.

Fuck the sight you walked into was hot Ghost and Soap were laying naked on the bed they hairy bodies waiting patently. You stripped down in front of them your cocks semi hard.

You laid down in between them and started a make-out session. Your hand roamed their bodies, feeling them touching them. You felt their muscles twitch.

"Please were ready."

"I have to prep you."

"We did it already. Just let us make you feel good," Simon said, pulling you into a small kiss. Your cocks were rock hard pre-cum dribbling down your foreskins and shafts. "Okay~," you sighed you watch them get closer to your cocks and watched intently.

You watched soap, grabbed your dick and pulled down your foreskin kissing the pink tip. Simon had other plans stuffing you cock into his mouth. You were lost. Two types of pleasure came at you all at once. One desperate and the other light and gently your left cock was being sucked by Simon his lips stretched around you perfectly while Soap was still taking his time with your right cock teasing you.

"Soap, please~ Please, just fuck~ just do what Simon is doing," you saw him smirk knowing he got to you. You stuffed your cock into his warm mouth.

"That's it. Keep going."

After a few minutes your dick was lubricant enough to feel of their warm mouths leaving your cock you couldn't help but whine. They placed there backs against each other and grabbed your cocks as the lowered down guiding your dick into their hairy holes.

Shit, this is the most pleasure you've ever felt both your cock being stuffed in your partner holes feeling them clench around you.

"Mm~ move, please move~"they turned to look at you this is the first time they have seen you like this. You were breathing heavily. You looked lost. Ghost was the first to start moving. You felt the way his wall moved around you. "Shit~" Soap tries to match Ghost pace soon they were bouncing on your cock as you moaned desperately they felt you try to thrust up against them.

"I'm gonna cum~" please let me cum~," you were thrusting inside them, trying to catch your realse. You felt them clench harder against you as they bounced hard, aiming for their prostate.

"Cum~" they said as they were coming undone. You saw them start to cum together and fuck was it a sight to see. You came deep inside both your cocks feeling overestimated you saw as cum fell from there hole as you thrusted through your orgasm.

"S- shit don't move, just let me breathe," you said, grabbing both their waist.

"We should try that again soon, made me cum fast" you said as you closed your eyes.

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rodolfoparras · 6 days

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Yeah dude bros giving each other hand jobs and claiming it’s just something good friends do, is hot

but what about dude bros fucking each other, having him practically bouncing on your lap, chest flush against yours, eyes staring into your own

You can hear the obscene sound of your ball sack slapping against his ass, can hear the grunts and groans escaping his lips as he whines like a bitch in heat, can feel his hot breath washing over your skin and the way he’s fucking himself faster and harder onto your dick

You both know you’re crossing the lines of friendships but you’re still playing dumb because why cant two good friends fuck? If anything it’s just like any other itch to scratch right? Besides why complain when he looks so good with your cum dripping from his ass.

#I wrote this after HAVINF a full fledged panic att ack #I love me #top male reader #dom male reader #sub male character #bottom male character #top reader #dom reader #john price x reader #john price x male reader #soap x reader #soap x male reader #gaz x reader #gaz x male reader #ghost x reader #ghost x male reader #call of duty

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fortheb0ys · 1 month

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Bit of a prenap ramble...

I'm just imagining being the barracks bunny for the 141. Bunch of stressed out men with ALOT of needs to fulfill.

They pull you aside and get you to fuck them anywhere and everywhere. Showers, offices, military vehicles. There's been numerous times that get you to fuck them one by one in the aircraft back to base as the others watch in lustful awe as they jerk themselves.

Soap a bit more needing than the rest. The mission reports bearly touch before he's palming himself through his pants. He's already came once or twice before you reach his room. He'd milk you dry as you fuck into the early hours of the morning.

Ghost doesn't like to admit he likes the attention you give him. The way the burdens he feels melt away with each of your touches. You're one of the very few that are lucky to see his face yet alone to see his face completely fucked stupid.

Ghost and Soap, an otherwise close duo, fighting over who gets to be fucked first. The argument ending with your tongue deep in Soap's ass and Ghost riding your dick, them making as they do so.

Gaz on the other hand is a bit reserved to ask. It'll take till the stress boils over till he's begging. You treat him like the perfect man he is. Gentle and sweet. His eyes nearly tearing up as you lay soft kisses along his gorgeous body.

Price is a work first, fuck later kinda guy. You're moreso the one getting impatience for sex. He'd cockwarm as he does his paperwork, occasionally tightening his walls around when you get antsy. As a reward for a mission well done, you get to fuck your beloved captain on his desk.

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thegnomelord · 7 months

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Lending a Hand

CW:NSFW @bluegiragi Monster tf141au go give her some love!, Werewolf Soap!, Harpy Gaz!, Mage reader!, Dom top Male reader, sub bottom Gaz and Soap, gratuitous depictions of sex, heat/rut, Dom/sub, anulingus, knotting, dirty talk (attempts at it anyway), Poly!TF141,

3k word long af fic because I overwrote again :/ asks are always welcome lol.

Price and Ghost had left you three to entertain yourselves while they went on a mission, and like every thing in Soap's life, his rut come in swinging out of nowhere. One moment he's playing some old racing game, sitting on the floor while you and Gaz sit on the harpys' bed, and the next — his nose is twitching and he swears he can taste your scents on his tongue, the heavenly combination of Gaz's spicy sweet cologne and your own harsher smell making heat burn in every cell of his body.

He feels Gaz's leg brush against his back and it makes every strand of hair on his body puff up, a low sound like rumbling thunder ringing in his ears and an overwhelming need to scent you two clawing at his brain. The controller falls from his hands when he turns to nuzzle his face into Gaz's leg, huffing in his scent like a man possessed, his mind already imagining all the times they've fucked and how fucking good Kyle had felt wrapped around his knot like a proper mate. His cock grows hard in his pants and his skin flushes when he realizes the low rumbling sound is coming from him; a mating growl that neither of you can answer.

"Soap, you alright there?" He moans hearing your voice, the sudden sensation of your hand on his shoulder and your heavy scent — corrupted by magic and smelling of overwhelming dominance as if you're a part of the nature running in his blood — has his tail curling up without prompting and back arching with a high pitched whine, clawed hands grasping at both of your legs now.

"Donnoe mates... feeling hoht all of a'udden." Soap slurrs, sight and mind going hazy, mind buzzing with heat. His cock is hardening in his pants, and there's a slickness between his thighs when he rubs them together.

"Shit, think the git's going into rut." Kyle says under his breath, his feathers ruffling up when he reaches out to feel the heat of Johnny's forehead. Soap moans at the skin contact only for it to turn into a growl when he realizes he can't scent you both at once. His body feels like it wants to rip itself in half to hold both of you, to cover both you and Gaz in his scent and fuck, but with only one body he does the next best thing and pivots on his knees to shove his face where the scent is the strongest — your crotch.

"Fuck- MacTavish!" You hiss, immediately trying to shove him. He clings to you like a fly to shit, whining incomprehensible words and chest stinging from rejection. His body shakes and shifts, not the sudden transformation you're used to seeing on the battlefield but a minute gradual change parallel to his need. Clawed hands grip your legs, his clothes straining at the seams when he pants against your crotch, tail curled up in an desperate attempt to gain his mates' attention; to show how strong and good and ready he is.

"Shit, sorry lad." Kyle gives an awkward cough. "Help me with him yeah? My arse won't be able to handle him like this." He says and doesn't even have enough decency to look embarrassed about his words, reaching out to tug on Soap's hair like he knows Johnny likes, Kyle's attempts to tug him away only making him burry his face into your groin even more.

"You sure, won't I be taking advantage of him?" You go to ask if this would be too much, if you'd be crossing a line when Soap's like this — blissed out and barely himself — even if you feel your cock harden from his nuzzling.

"Yeah... you're fine— he'd had bit you by now if he was against it." Gaz says with a small awkward giggle all first time lovers make, not at all realizing it's not the best thing to say when you have a half transformed werewolf shoving his face into your dick. "We trust you mate." He admits; even if you've been on the team a few months, even if your past isn't all that reputable — they trust you. Both of them.

Soap's not paying attention to what's being said, how could he when he can smell you and feel your cock through your pants, and fuck he wants it needs it in him now. He mouths at your cock, uncaring and unaware of his fangs painfully scraping and digging into your skin through your clothes. All he wants is to taste that cock, his body growing bigger and clothes ripping at the seams as his mind conjured up thoughts of fucking and being fucked.

His insides clench pitifully around nothing and he needs a cock to push deep inside him and stretch him wide until he's knotted and round with pups. His knot feels hard and cold and he needs to feel tight heat of a mate around his knot that he can breed full of his cum. He needs... he needs—

"Fine! Fine!" You give in with a hiss when Johnny's teeth dig into your pants in an attempt to get to your cock. You tug him up by the hair your grip harsher and firmer than Kyle's, everything about you feeling so overwhelmingly dominant he doesn't even try to fight, only trying to get closer to you.

You have to brace yourself when he bears down on you, teeth going to mark up your throat the moment he can push his face into your neck. You groan when he bites down on your neck with sharp teeth and Gaz croons softly, pushing himself close to you both, his large wings twitching excitedly when Soap answers with a low whiny growl of his own. His attention pivots and now he's trying to scent and mark the harpy until you shift just a bit and his head ricochets back to your neck, teeth creating a warzone on both of your necks.

"Alright, Gaz, on the bed." You order and yank Soap's head back when he bites too close to your jugular. Gaz moves to follow your order and you have to hold Soap by the hips to keep him from lunging at Kyle because his mate is going away and he can't have that!

"Wait." Your harsh and rough voice falls on deaf ears as Soap continues to shift and get bigger, his shirt tearing off his body and the button of his pants popping open. The sudden release of his cock has Soap whining low and loud and rocking his hips into the air as if already mating and his tail smacking against your leg as a sign for you to just fuck him already. "What the fuck did I just say?" You growl and grab his clothed dick in a harsh grip.

"So- fock- ry, sorry!" Soap manages, his hips still doing small thrusts in an attempt to grind his slick backside against your crotch despite your chastising.

"Well aren't you bossy." Gaz teases and watches you two with a hungry dark look in his eyes, already naked and reclining on the bed, his back tensing as he forces his wings to retract into his body. God knows a rutting Soap doesn't have enough brain space not to crush his wings while fucking him.

Your eyes meet Gaz's. "How about he preps you?" Your question has Johnny's canine tongue lolling out of his maw automatically as if Gaz needs more convincing.

"Jesus, fuck yeah," Gaz breathes out, not even needing to be told what position to take. He flops on his stomach, laying his head on a pillow and pushes his knees beneath him to raise his arse into the air and spread his thighs wide open, vulnerable hole and hard cock almost shamelessly on display.

"God, look at you Gazzy, so eager to get your ass eaten out?" You coo, enjoying the view as much as Soap is. "Or are you imagining how pretty you'll look stuck on this big knot?" You ask, catching his eyes as you pull down Soap's boxers down just enough for his dick to poke out, already hard and wet and leaking pre like a faucet.

"How about it boy? Can you use that mouth of yours for something useful this once?" You tease Soap with your words, keeping him from lunging at Gaz. Your rough words and even rougher hold on him has Johnny nodding his head as fast as he can, unintelligent words rolling from his mouth.

"Get on with it you bloody git." Kyle demands with a blush, arching his back.

"You heard him, be good and stretch him out for your knot properly...or else." The slight edge of danger in your tone has Soap paying attention even when your words go in one ear and out the other and he dives face first into Gaz's backside the moment you let go of him. Soap wastes no time and immediately slobbers all over Kyle's skin, drawing surprised squawks from the other man as his tongue licks from his balls up to his arse and back again. It doesn't take long for Soap to concentrate on his hole, even less for Soap to bully his tongue inside Gaz flooding his hole with slobber and stretching him wide open.

"Oh fock, oh shit..." Kyle burrows his head into the pillow, trying and failing to hide his harsh moans and small chirps and sharp 'ah, ah, ah's with every twist and turn of Soap's wide and longue tongue. He doesn't care when Soap grip his thighs so hard that bruises bloom immediately, not when Soap buries his face deeper into his arse that Soap's nose is flush with his tail bone and his canine tongue abuses his prostate.

"Such eager lads." You chuckle and settle behind Soap, pulling what remains of his pants down his thighs and off him. He growls at you, before your presence registers in his mind and his tail is curling up and as soon as the pants are down he's spreading his thighs and arching his back and wiggling his arse like a trained whore. He's leaking like a tap on both ends, his cock rock hard and knot half engorged and slick staining his skin from hole to mid thigh.

"Already wet for me Johnny? And here I thought you're supposed to fuck bitches—" You grab his tail and tug it up making Gaz scream a loud-"Fuck!"- when Johnny jumps and his tongue pushes as far as it can go. "—not be one."

Soap's shaking and his dick's leaking from the rough treatment of his tail, but the appendage wags even as you manhandle it. "Shit, mate, don't stop talking." Gaz moans into the pillow, claws and talons desperately clinging to the bedding with every thrust and twist of Soap's tongue. It's like your words are a drug that push both of them deeper and deeper into lust, Soap's brain long since melted into his dick.

"Yeah? You like how good Johnny's eating you Gaz?" You ask, your fingers grasping and playing with Soap's ample ass. "Does he taste good Johnny? Just think how tight he's going to be around you, you'll stretch him good huh?" Soap can do nothing but whine at the absolute filth leaving your lips, each word urging and commanding him to shove his tongue deeper, to cover every inch of his spongy walls in spit, of bashing his prostate with his tongue until Gaz's moaning and squawking like a bitch in heat.

"Good boy," Your fingers trace against Soap's hole and fuck he's so wet for you that you don't even need to get lube, holding his tail by the base you hook and push your thumb into his waiting hole and Soap howls as his body clenches down so hard you'd think he was aiming to break bones.

"Biased much mate?" Gaz croaks and chuckles between his moans, his hips moving into Soap's face in a desperate attempt to cum, stray loose feathers disappearing between the sheets.

"Good boys." You correct yourself, pulling your thumb out despite Soap's desperate whines and pushing two fingers into him at once, setting a harsh and quick pace that has both of them whining and moaning and growling.

Your fingers are thick and calloused from years of magic use and they stretch Soap out so good he can't help but moan into Kyle's hole, barely able to pant with spit running down his lips. His rut made his prostate so big your large fingers find it as soon as you're knuckles deep and you're quick to rub and press on it with all the finesse of a tank. You keep firm hold of him by his tail and Soap cums as soon as you push three fingers down on his prostate, white ropes of cum shooting into the sheets and pulling Gaz into his own orgasm.

"Good lads, you did good." The pride in your voice has their hearts beating just a little quicker, reaching over you tug Johnny's head away from Kyle's ass with a lewd and depraved 'squelch' 'shlich' ringing through as Johnny rolls his tongue into his mouth. Shit, Gaz looks so wrecked already, wet sounds echoing through the room every time his hole clenches around nothing. Johnny's so big now, at least a foot taller than you now, but he submits so prettily to you...

Pulling your fingers out of Johnny earns you a rumbling growl, his cock not even having softened hips grinding back on yours. "Hush now." You order with your mouth close to his pointy ear, "Don't worry Johnny, you'll be nice and full of cock in no time."

Kyle shifts and gains your attention. "Kyle, you okay? Need to tap out?" You ask, pushing your absolutely drenched fingers into Soap's mouth to quiet his whining, you don't mind his teeth nicking your fingers and Johnny's so lustdrunk to care about who's slick he's tasting only that it makes his cock that much harder.

"That- nah." Kyle breathes, completely boneless but still managing to perk his arse up a bit. "Come on, just wanna feel 'im, please."

"You heard him Johnny." Pulling your fingers out of his mouth you guide Johnny to mount Gaz, one hand firmly on his tail and the other wrapped around the tip of his cock so all he can do is uselessly hump Gaz without penetrating him. Johnny doesn't even notice you teasing the both of them when you rub his tip against Gaz's hole every time his hips pull back, only to angle his cock up the second Johnny tries to thrust into Kyle.

"Focking git!" Gaz whines, and you don't need to see him beneath Soap's broad and large frame to know he's glaring at you. "Get on with it or I swear I'll string everything you own up in the trees." His threat would be a lot scarier if his voice wasn't weak and whiny from your teasing.

"Spoilsport." You tease back, blindly angling Johnny's cock tip against his hole, easing your grip and letting Soap slide his cock into Gaz in an agonizingly slow pace until only his knot remained outside of Gaz with your calloused hand clutching it. "Feels good?" You receive moans and low growls in response, Soap's mind so consumed by the heavenly heat around his cock he can do nothing but pant and thrust his hips forward. "Okay, okay, be good now." You laugh and let go of his cock.

The second his proverbial collar is taken off Soap wastes no time and begins fucking Gaz in earnest, biting down hard on his shoulder, hips and tail a blur of movement and all of his lupine strength going into jackhammering his cock as deep as fast into Gaz as he physically can. The bed 'thump, thump, thump's against the wall wall with every violent thrust, drowned out by Kyle's moans and whines and shouts Johnny manages to pull each time his balls slap against Gaz's. You can even see the way his knot stretches Gaz's ass, his hole greedily clenching around the bulb as it grows bigger and bigger with every hip shattering thrust that leaves Gaz grasping at clawing at whatever he can reach.

You don't even have time to finish undressing before Johnny's shoving his cock deep inside and cumming with a deep growl, his teeth firmly latched onto Gaz's flesh and knot keeping them tied together.

Kyle groans when Soap collapses on top of him, arms wrapped firmly around him and pinning him down to the bed as every bit of strength leaves the werewolf. "That was fast." You chuckle, going to turn them to their sides so Soap isn't crushing Gaz. You notice Gaz is still hard like a rock, a little bulge in his stomach where Johnny's cock and cum fill his insides. Even after cumming twice Soap still tries to fuck in his delirium but manages only small little shuffles of his hips that only succeed in making his seed slosh around inside Gaz.

"Insatiable monsters." You tease, one hand tracing the belly bulge and lifting Soap's leg up on your shoulder with the other, his thighs even slicker now than before.

"Man... shu'it." Gaz slurs, watching you stroke your cock a few times with hooded eyes, Soap's head buried in his shoulder and teeth creating more marks on his skin. Soap turns cuddly after a good rut, at least until it starts all over again. "Fuck, you gonna...?"

"Yep." You say, sliding closer. It's an odd position to take and your back is going to complain later, but it's more than worth it when you finally get to slide inside Johnny's soaking wet arse, pulling low groans from both of them as it makes Johnny's cock slide a bit deeper. "Shit, you're so tight Johnny."

Gaz can feel the cock inside him twitch from your praise and the vibrations of a purr through his skin as Soap tries to thrust his hips back into yours despite the knot and Soap's arms not willing to let him separate from Gaz. You begin with a slow pace and every rock of your hips has the knot inside Kyle pushing and pulling on his poor oversensitive insides, Soap's cum sloshing inside him. He already feels so full and like there's fire in his veins, but this slow and deep pace you set has his head tilting down and body fully relaxing and letting himself just feel.

Despite being mentally checked out for a while, a little bit of Soap's lucidity comes back now that he's knotted; Everything he can smell everything he can feel everything he is zeroes down on his groin, on the heavenly heat wrapped around his knot and your unhurried but strong thrusts. That's what he needs right now— to forget what it feels like to be empty and feel a hard cock spearing his insides and bullying his prostate and leaving him drooling on Gaz's skin.

You manage to push them into cuming again before your own climax reaches you and you cum deep in Soap, who in response bites down on Gaz's shoulder again. You try to pull away but Soap growls and whines, he doesn't want to feel empty again when you'd filled him so fucking good, he wants you to stay like this, keep him nice and full with your cum.

Gaz blindly grabs at you, vocalizing what Soap can't. "Stay." He manages to slur, looking like he's ready to fall asleep any second with Johnny already snoozing the moment you stop moving.

Despite the stickiness you're no doubt going to wake up with, you sigh and settle down behind Soap, throwing a hand around his massive frame and not even noticing when exhaustion claims you.

...

"Well would'ou look at that, really tuckered themselves out." Price's voice rings somewhere at the edge of your subconsciousness, though it's hard to tell when exhaustion has you so firmly by the throat you can barely open your eyes.

"Could have turned their mics off." It takes you a moment to recognize Ghost's voice somewhere near you, your body almost not your own as it nuzzles into the warm back in front of you.

This time a chuckle comes, "Don't say it as if you didn't like it." There's a teasing lilt to his voice, but your attention is stolen away when Soap moves and only now you realize that not only are you still inside him, but he's far from satisfied.

You don't even think he's awake yet his hips start moving again, pulling sounds from both you and Gaz because fuck your dick's so oversensitive you think it might fall off.

"Howa 'bout we leave them to it hmm? Looks like he's got his hands full." Price's referring to you, and you hear his snort when Soap whines and thrusts his hips back into yours again with enough force you swear you hear something creak.

God help you...and your pelvis.

#centerpieces of the hoard #x reader #cod mw2 #top reader #male reader #kyle gaz garrick #john soap mactavish #monster 141 au #polyTF141 #sub john soap mactavish #sub gaz #top male reader #this got way too long but im too lazy to shorten it #mage reader #soap x reader #gaz x reader #gaz x male reader #soap x male reader #Here's to hoping I didn't make this too OOC

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2kiran · 9 months

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Perhaps-

Soap with a male reader who's getting pissed off because he can't get a good grip on his stupid little mohawk so he ends up grabbing his neck instead and fucking into him harder.

Your writing gives me life, big fan.

s e x t a p e ( john “soap” mactavish x you )

note + cw thank you, darling ♡ hair pulling. breath play. blowjob.

he was drooling. everywhere. on the pillows, the sheets, and on his face. incoherent babbles leaving his mouth, foreign words that you couldn’t even comprehend. not that you had to, both of you were too busy chasing that overwhelming high. “hnnnm... ungh!” he grunted, as your hand tried to grab his hair. fingers tugging, you just couldn’t settle the weight of your hand onto the strands. you frowned, trying again, which ended up being futile. he wouldn’t mind, right? head too blurry to think about anything else but your cock ruining his insides.

grabbing his neck, he was so pliant. the tip teased his entrance, a faint whine reaching your ears. he buried his face into the pillow, hips rocking back. “c’mon, johnny,” you cooed, “use your words.”

“please.”

it was all he could say. a small request; and you obliged. his back arching as you abused his sweet spot, every thrust eliciting a pleasured gasp. he looked so sweet like this. beneath you, all messy, and rid of any logical thought.

“shit, just like that,” you groaned, the palm of your hand on the back of his head as you guided his mouth over your cock. he wanted to speak, poorly tease you, but instead his tongue continued it’s glides over your shaft. you tried grasping the strands of his mohawk, yet it wouldn’t do.

his hands grabbed your knees as your own took hold of his neck, restricting air from his lungs further. he didn’t complain, surprisingly. he was more than willing. you feel him swallow around your cock, taking you in further down his throat. his mouth felt good, too good, and you used your hold on his neck to your advantage.

lewd, almost disgusting, sounds filled the room. the sight of him gagging on your cock — it was enough to make you cum on his tongue.

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ilovelosermen69 · 9 months

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Girls when they see a man in uniform

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killmeprettypleasee · 1 month

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Could I ask a smut like where m!reader is a high ranking than ghost and soap and in a relationship with the two when m!reader got a dare from gaz to be fake dead and which m!reader acts which quickly got info to ghost and soap which they think m!reader is dead. They are Hella sad which they see m!reader alright. They ask and m!reader says the truth.. which the two gave m!reader a "punishment"

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Warning: threesome, double penetration ment, slight ment of breeding kink, punishment kink.

You've been dared by your friend Gaz for 20 bucks to prank both Ghost and Soap, you hesitate at first but the thought of seeing Both men all having a panic attack seeing you laying dead is hilarious, and weeelll.. 20 bucks is 20 bucks..

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You laid on your bed, acting dead.

Good thing you were a great actor,, While you were laying there the door open slowly, a head peeping out to check on you.

"Heyyy, (Y/n)?"

Soap spoke out, walking in followed soon by Ghost.

They saw your limp form and scanned your body, they thought you were asleep and decided to shake you till you're awake,, but you didn't peeked an eye, so they shaked you harder.. but still.. no reaction.

And both turned nervous at you not waking up, tgeir nervousness soon turned to worry then fright.

They shaked you harder, testing your body temperature then pulses, It was all okay but why aren't you waking up???

They tried tickling you and went extreme by throwing you off the bed! But still.. no reaction.

Then, one last thing, Soap tried to check on your heat then..

"BOO!"

You screamed out causing Soap to jerk backwards in surprise and slight fear, You were sat up, staring at them with a cheeky grin on your face, moments ago you were laying "passed" out there and here you were, all well and okay...

"Hah! Did i scare you guys, because the look on your faces say otherwise!"

You were giggling gleefully while they just stared in confusion and slight anger for scaring them.. Ghost huffed out, Nose flaring out of anger.

They needed to teach you a lesson from scaring them like this.. and both agreed on this,, they look at each other before nodding.

Suddenly, You we're pinned down roughly by Soap on your wrist while Ghost ripped your pants, along your boxers.

Leaving you exposed to the cold wind in the room.

You protest out, yelling to them to stop to what they're doing but sadly, your words fell on deaf ears..

The Flipped you over causing you to be pressed against your chest to the ground, your ass was spread apart by Soap, your tight ring of flesh showing.

"Fuck.. look at that.."

Ghost breath out, taking in the sight of your little hole.

Then they began to stretch you on their fingers to make sure you take both of their cocks in you and aswell as making sureyou get bred well.

After that you were sat on Ghost's cock while soap's cock is Infront amd between your legs.

Then First Soap Thrusted in your slicked hole, and soon followed by Ghost, The stretch was big.. but you already got used to it after doing this with them.

Each thrust was powerful, making it sure you get to be discipline of respect..

Every time they piston into your ass sent you jolting forward the force causing you to cry and sob, letting out little cries for mercy.

You had came many times by now, your mind already dizzy from the harsh treatment caused by both Ghost and Soap, You laid limp in between their bodies while they try to get some air.

"You learned your lesson now?"

Ghost asked with a smug smirk on his face, and you nodded quickly in reply.

"good boy"

Soap gave you a pat on the head before he pulled out along side Ghost, cum dripped down your now loose hole making you cringe from the feeling.

Despite the harsh punishment that you probably couldn't walk anymore- 20 bucks is still 20 bucks though, right?

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A/n: this was lazy so sorry if its bad, didn't add the reader being high ranked cus i got to lazy.

#x male reader #bottom male reader #cod x male reader #x sub male reader #x reader #cod x male reader smut #cod x reader #cod #cod mw2 #ghost cod x male reader #soap cod x male reader #call of duty x male reader

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agoofyannoyancetolaw · 3 months

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cocktail bar

a/n: I think I’m so silly

minors DNI

soap had been on his maybe fifth drink by the time the lights of the club had turned bright colors- he had been there most of the day sipping on drinks as the shady crowd around him moved to the music or flirted around him. He wasn’t in the mood for anything other than to simply sit under the dingy neon lights of the gay bar and get shit faced. He had one to many missions and one to many mistakes this month and it was starting to get him all pent up and at the same time oh so tired.

His eyes only lit up when he saw you walk in, someone new! And someone handsome too- he hasn’t even uttered a word to you and he can already feel that hot sensation of blush washing over his face. He was all over you as If put under a spell but decided to wait just a tiny bit before approaching you.

he watched you drink as much as he did. His drinks were already making his decisions cloudy so their was now doubt yours did the same- he noticed your little glances at him and it made his heart pound and his member grow pitifully hard from such a simple exchange. He could hear your voice and the way you tried to chat up other bar patrons- and oh god your smile had his stomach doing loops

he could swear the alcohol was making him loopy, your conversations turning into blurs by the time he had started talking to you. Your hands on his hips blurring in his mind, and the flickering light of a bathroom stall and his knees against the cold floor being the only things he could feel other then your voice humming through his ear as he sucked on your member, choking on it and trying to keep it all in and make you feel good

It’s all he could think of, is making you feel good- your cologne and scent mixing into his muddled senses while he grinded against your boot, licking and sucking at your member with his pretty little lips locked around the base. He moaned and whined around your cock as he came in his pants from just rutting against your leg, letting you grasp his hair and use him till he forgot everything but your taste.

soap woke up early in the morning- in his apartment with the worst hangover and a tired recollection of what had happened last night. He got ready for his daily briefing. He barely pay attention as price rambled on about a new co-captain… until he looked you up and down. And oh shit he had sucked off his new co captain last night.

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alistairsmonstercafe · 5 months

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NSFW How to keep your werewolf happy Guide 01

PART 1 | PART 2 | PART 3 | PART 4 | PART ?

NOTICE; TOP/DOM Male Hybrid Reader

CHARACTER; Sub/Bottom Soap

CW; Scent Kink, cock warming, face fucking.

ADDITIONAL; I don't mind Fem/Fem aligned readers reading but don't feel insulted/complain that I strictly don't do Fem reader, not my cuppa tea mate.

INSPIRATION; @/Bluegiragi Monster AU on Twt and Tumblr

NOTE; This will be a mini series staring our favorite little hybrids. Part ? Will be a poll of a repeat character or a non 141 character.

It isn't a surprise as your working away at your office, hands slow yet steady as you finish off writing the recent report about Captain Price's mission hours prior. You helped out this way when you weren't needed for a mission or on heat/rut leave. In this case, there was simply no need today. And you were fine with that. You could easily relax to the sound of nothing but yourself.

Well. That's what it was before. Usually, you're quite familiar with who's outside your door, with how specific everyone is in their own knocks, Gaz and his light yet solid knocks, Price and his rougher yet slowed pace knocks, and Ghost, who of course, doesn't always give the courtesy of knocking, only knowing it bugs you, after all.

But It was was when a sudden knock and a quick opening that left you rather less time to say 'come in' and more confusion as who the fuck could be disturbing you so suddenly. Sour words lay on your tongue until you saw your mate. Soap looked tired and seemingly agitated as he walked over, his eyes not bothering to look at you as he moved you and your chair and found himself slumped to his knees beneath the desk. His face by your belt, his tail seeming limp.

"Soap? What happened out there?" You ask, your voice laced with mild concern. It's rare to see him all beat up like this, his tail left with weak attempts at a wag and his ears folded back, and your eyes soften. "Soap, pup, speak to me." You coo softly as your hand cups his chin. He looks up at you, his eyes gentle, and he nuzzles into it. "M'rough day ou' in tha field." Is all he speaks out. It seems the day weighing on his shoulders. "M'don wanna think." He whispers, and you know what to do.

You allow yourself out of your belt, the sound leaves Soap perking up slightly and watching, his eyes looking down at your cock. And soon enough, you're somewhat out of your boxers, and Soap looks up as if awaiting an okay to his favorite treat. "Go ahead." You murmur, stroking a hand through his hair, and he happily goes down on you, sloppy wet tongue sliding up and down your cock, moaning at how it makes his mind all fuzzy and soft with no thought in mind.

Your touches begin soft, caring and loving as you whisper praise. It's only soon enough that you begin fucking his face, guiding his head up and down it with your hand as you grunt out. And Soap has no complaints as you do, sucking away eagerly as drool slips down his reddened lips.

The smell of your musk from previous training earlier drives him mad, eyes eagerly looking up at you for your approval, as his tail wacks the inside of the desk with each wag. His mouth stuffed full of the cock he loves so much.

He was quick to move his mouth up and down, tongue lapping at it as if you were the sweetest treat.

Constantly looking up to you for praise or your loving eyes, and a rumbling purr each time you caressed his hair, the scratch behind his ear making him melt.

Panting as he pulls off and a string of drool and whatnot is left, he looks up and smiles in baited breath. The little spot in his cargo pants dripping cum is enough to tell you, you've done a good job.

"M'gonna cum pup, you ready?" You ask of him in deep pants, and he nods quickly, moving his pace right down to the base of your cock, his hands fondling your balls a little as he tries to chase your sweet release. And with each push of your hand on his head, he remains at the base of your cock until you've finished, his mouth stays on until he swallowed it all.

He looks up at you, his breathing a little heavy as his lips were still wrapped around your cock.

But, reports are still reports. So you offer Soap to cock warm you for the remainder of the afternoon. And that's something Soap is sure to agree too.

Aftermath;

Price is quick to not open the door at a mere wiff of passing by your office. But he isn't denying that he's had a thought of doing so..

#john soap mactavish #cod #cod mw2 #soap x reader #male reader #soap x male reader #werewolf soap #alistair writes ☕️#top reader #dom reader #sub soap

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c3berus · 4 months

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# afab!𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐒 kinkshot ! — forbidden (dads best friend)

phillip never was much into the dating scene. more like, quick fucks and simple hook ups. despite the pressure from his parents, he just couldn’t find the right guy. most of his pick were either dicks or simply all sexual attraction and couldn’t help him get his rocks off if he gave them the benefit of even trying to pleasure him. he yearned for something more, something..experienced. no matter how much his father told him to date young he couldn’t help the way his eyes would trail over to his dad’s best friend.

he knew it was wrong sure, but it was the first time he’d actually seen himself seriously involved with someone. that someone being the 6’4 tank of a man he’d known since forever. maybe phillip was a bit delusional, because his dad’s best friend hadn’t seem him as much other than his best friend’s son. but the thrill of simply imagining the way his rough hands would trace every corner and crease of his body was just too tempting. too bad it was simply that, an imagined wet dream..

POV CHANGE

today was your best friend’s son’s 19th birthday. dale had invited you over to help celebrate. wanting no more than to see your best friend happy you agreed. besides, it would be another opportunity to speak with phillip. phillip..,gosh was your mind plauged with the thought of him. it was wrong you shamed yourself for even thinking that way of him but you couldn’t help it.

the way his big, doll eyes would light up when he saw you, or when his cheeks got all rosy when you laughed at his jokes and sore attempts of flirting. the way his starch jeans hugged his thighs when he mounted one of your horses. it was adorable, you wanted to be the only cause of his rosy cheeks. of course you noticed all of the assholes he’d bring home, it was more frequent then you’d normally expect honestly. you asked dale (calling phillips dad dale) about it but he simply brushed it off as him “getting a feel the dating pool”. it frustrated you to no end, you knew that you should’ve been the one to climb up to his room and make him feel amazing.

you could do so much more than those boys could do. after all, phillip needed a man to please him, keep him content, and pamper him. who else would execute that more perfectly than you?. surely not the guys you’ve seen him with. coming back to your senses, you approached the graves household with phillip’s present clutched in between your hands. you took a deep breath before knocking on the door waiting for it to be opened.

it wasn’t long before you heard footsteps approaching the door. you plastered a big smile onto your face and watched the door open. your eyes met phillips big blue ones and you felt your smile widening on its own accord. your eye contact last about 4 seconds before he looked down and quietly greeted you and opened the door wider so you could enter. you silently cooed at his nervousness and brushed past him following the voices and laughter into the kitchen.

walking into the kitchen you spotted dale and him seemingly having the same best friend senses as you, his eyes instantly met yours and a he cheered loudly lifting his can of whatever it was towards you. you smiled sheepishly when all the attention was turned on you and everyone else lets out cheers much like dale. you took a step towards the sea of drunks until you were stopped by a small hand grasping your wrist, it was phillip. you glanced up from his hand to see his eyes locked onto the box you held in your hands.

“‘s that mine?..” his soft voice reached your ears. you swooned at his adorable drawl and nodded while moving the box closer to him, gesturing for him to take it. he quickly took it and walked off with it to the living room after telling you thank you and to enjoy the party. you watched him walk away and couldn’t help but let your eyes travel down to his plump thighs that showed through his jeans. after noticing your stare, you shook your head and continued on to dale and the rest of the adults who had gathered around the drink table. you tried to ignore the heat that pooled down south.

hours had passed since then and it was finally time tor phillip to open his gifts. you all had sat on the family couches, phillip was on the floor infront of everyone his gifts all surrounding him. one by one, after a series of comments from family members and friends claiming their given gifts, he had finally made it to yours. he picked it up and sat it on his lap before trailing his eyes up to yours. you nodded, urging him on. he nodded as well and started to open the box.

once he got it open, he slowly revealed it to himself. you saw his eyes widen and his cheeks grow award winningly red. you smirked and took a sip of your beer looking away as phillip immediately looked up at you. you looked back at him once you heard him standing up. you watched him collect his gifts bags trailing up his arms and hands filled with boxes before he excused himself to go put his gifts away.

soon after his exit, you had finished your beer and felt the need to relieve yourself. you excused yourself from the sea of shit faced drunken adults and made your way to the bathroom. once you finished your business, you washed your hands and opened the bathroom door. you were somewhat surprised to see phillip standing there, he looked as of he was about to knock.

“hey-sorry, didn’t mean to hog the bathroom, here- ill just-“ you muttered maneuvering around phillip so he could head into the restroom. you were about to head back downstairs until phillip grasped your bicep.

“wait- I didn’t need use the restroom i was hoping we can talk privately..about? your gift?..” phillip asked gesturing to his bedroom door. you felt your smile drop and your stomach churn.

“if i made you uncomfortable with it im sincerely sorry it wasnt my intention-n-no its fine, i just wanted to talk to you about it, get some things off my chest you know..” phillip interrupted brushing off your apology. you shifted your weight as you heard laughter erupt from downstairs, before you nodded and gestured to phillips room. he smiled and pulled you into his room closing the door after the both of you. he motioned for you to sit in his desk chair, and you followed suit. you both sat in silence for a bit.

“i wanted to let you know that ‘m very grateful for your gift, and if we’re being completely honest here, I’ve been exploring dating or so for a while and ‘m failing horribly really.” phillip trailed off, confusing you.

“the gifts nothing, simple gag joke y’know” you chuckled out. you seen phillip nodding to himself before he picked up the box and pushed it into your hands. you were completely confused by now, ‘he doesn’t want it?..but he said he was grateful..?’ you thought, confusion painting your face.

“i..i want to try it out” he blushed, not meeting your eyes.

“oh..well i mean, i can leave-n-no!” you started heading for the door until phillip threw his body against the partially opened door, slamming it back. you stood blankly staring at phillip in confusion. “i want to try it..with..you” he blurted out, his red face becoming more apparent.

oh..

oh…

“its fine if dont want to! you dont have to! i just felt that you should know that ‘m very attracted to you. i have been for a while actually, but pa told me to date young, and i just cant. they don’t have what i want..they dont..they’re not..they aren’t you..” you let phillip ramble on. he felt the same..your feelings were reciprocated. you hadn’t realized that you hadn’t spoke yet until you looked back into phillips awaiting eyes. you also hadn’t noticed how close you two were until phillip smashed his lips onto yours. without thinking, you immediately kissed back. the kiss started to become more intense until you pulled away and stepped away from phillip.

you saw the hurt flash in his eyes before you took a deep breath and started talking. “phil..this is wrong..your pa was right, ‘m no good for you. you gotcha whole life ahead of ya’. ‘m your pa’s best friend for heaven’s sake..what would he think of this, of us?” you watched phillips face turn stone cold before he mumbled something. you asked him to repeat it.

“he knows of my feelings towards you, he doesn’t like it and wants me to do better but he knows how i feel for you..so yes, this is wrong! but i cant help that it feels so right. are you seriously going to sit here, and tell me that you dont feel at least a small percentage of what i feel for you..? even after that kiss?..” phillip gritted out, storming up to you. you said nothing and looked away. “say it..” his breath fanned onto your stubble. “say that you feel nothing for me..”

you silently looked down at phillip, you could see the stubbornness shining through his eyes. a trait dale definitely passed down. you slowly shook your head no, and mumbled that you couldn’t. you felt him release a deep, shaky breath before he began to step backwards towards his bed pulling you towards him. your legs moved on their own as you mindlessly followed him and soon you found yourself thrusting yourself into phillips mouth one hand on the back of his head. the sounds he made from simply pleasing you should really be looked into.

your hips stuttered before you shot your load down his throat, phillip swallowed every drop before you instructed him to lay onto his back. you reached into the gift box you had given him and pulled out the fluffy blue handcuffs that matched his eyes perfectly. you also pulled out the corresponding rope that came with the handcuffs and gently moved him to the position you wanted him in before tying him up in a series of knots and cuffs. in this position you had a perfect view of his throbbing cunt. you could see his arousal slowly dripping down his leg and fuck was it hot..

you maneuvered yourself in between his legs, your breath fanning over his sopping pussy causing hus hips to stutter, before you licked a long stripe up his pretty parts. this earned you the prettiest whimper you’ve heard in years. wanting him to fall apart on your face, you started to eat him out like a desperately starved man. you managed to pull the sluttiest sounds from him you’ve ever heard and it was music to your ears. with time you managed to to pull 4 orgasms out of him with your tounge and hand alone.

once you finally unlatched your mouth from his heat, the tent in your pants was so tight it was most painful. you removed the ropes from phillip, keeping the cuffs. before you freed yourself from your pants and stripped off your clothing. you let phillip trail his eyes over your body, thanking him for his filthy compliments. before you roughly pulled him to where you wanted him to be. phillip love that, he loved how easy you can bend him to your liking, he loved how big you were compared to him.

you threw his legs over your shoulders before placing your tip at his entrance, pulling your eyes to meet his.

“ready pretty boy?” you asked waiting fir his complete and total consent. phillip nodded, begging you to be careful with him because he’s never had to take anyone like you. you nodded and slowly pushed yourself into his entrance. causing you both to simultaneously let out noises of relief. phillip felt amazing wrapped around your dick, it was like he was made for you and you only. you loved it.

‘whatever you lacked in length you definitely made up in girth..’ phillip thought, feeling the way your dick rubbed against his walls. he couldn’t help but grimace in slight pain at the feeling of being split open, but your reassurance and gentle kisses caused him to relax and let go of his tense muscles. you waited until phillip was ready, he experimentally moved his hips before letting out a deep sigh of pleasure and allowing you to move. you started off very slow and careful, making sure to watch for any discomfort in your pretty boy. when all you received were moans, you sped up and started to roughly rutt into phillip.

phillip was seeing stars, his eyes had crossed and his throat and started to become sore with all the sudden moans and yell you ripped from him when you switched up your pace or hit his g-spot head on. he loved how you talked to him, how youd degrade him then call him the prettiest, most perfect little thing you’ve ever had the pleasure of bedding. how you’d tell him how no one else he’d brought home could make him feel as good as you can, gosh were you right..no one had ever managed to come close to what youve done for him, he was lucky if he even got his rocks off with those little boy toys. he was brought out of his thoughts by the tension in his heat becoming more intense. it seemed like you had figured out that he was soon to come because you immediately started to drill into his g-spot.

he soon came with a scream of your name, you ruthlessly pounded into him for a bit longer and came shortly after. you went to pull out until phillip pleaded with you not to, honoring his wishes, you stayed put and leaned over him to take off the handcuffs. as you did so, you shifted half your weight onto him and flipped you both to where he layed on your chest. you massaged his wrist that began to grow slightly irritated. you kissed his wrist and whispered sweet nothings to him trying to coax him to sleep.

once he was asleep fully, you carefully pulled out, cleaned him up and put your clothes back on. once you were sure you looked presentable enough you walked downstairs to the now quiet house. you were making your way out before a voice interrupted you.

“i hoped you didn’t think youd just bed my boy and leave..”

fuck..

i hope you all enjoy this! should a part 2 come about? what should the outcome be? was it dale who asked? if so, will dale and you fight it out? will you stop seeing phillip? will phillip be okay? hmmm.. decisions decisions 🫢.

- s.

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astr0exe · 2 months

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werewolf soap with puppy trans masc reader? maybe like breeding or something? something along those lines—

i feel like i wrote this really weirdly cause there is no dialogue BUt actually rlly enjoyed writing this.. like so much. Hope you have a good day / night ml !! <3

// CW ; tm!reader (cock used like once) , puppy reader (lil guy has me in a choke hold) , werewolf Soap , breeding , creampie , hybrid AU i guess

Puppy!Reader whose ears twitch and tail wags just from the scent of Werewolf!Soap walking in the room, your excited whines floating through the air as Soap’s tail wags, his grin stretched wide across his face as he makes his way towards you. Your tail whacking against the soft bed you are laying on, huffing and yelping happy to see your boyfriend.

Werewolf!Soap who laughs at the sight of his excited puppy all whiny and needy for him. He reaches the bed and lays down next to you, stroking your ears and playing with the fur softly, your bodies touching, his thigh between your legs, hitting your swollen cock softly. Your whimpers change in volume, not just excited but now also needy, just a needy puppy who needs his Johnny.

Werewolf!Johnny who can’t help but pounce on you once you start moaning, his hand down your pants as your tongues entwine. His fingers hammering into your hole loosening you enough for his fat cock.:(

Puppy!Reader who grinds against Soap’s fingers, moaning like a bitch in heat as your whines get louder. The smell of your juices filling Johnny's nose as you, gripping his fingers with your hole tightly.

Puppy!Reader who BEGS werewolf!Johnny to fill them up. Begging the poor man for his pups, you want his kids so bad don’t you pup? Want him to breed you. Knock you up. And a Werewolf!Johnny who can’t help but want to fuck his kids into you as well. His cock actually hurting with how hard he gets at the thought of you being round with his kids. Wanting to make you a dad so fucking bad.

Werewolf!Johnny whos cock pounds into your soaking cunt, your pussy so tight it's as if it's trying to milk all the cum from his poor cock, but shit if that doesn’t make him nearly cum.. (I digress) Johnny thanking the stars for his stamina and short recovery period, knowing he could cum in you four five times in just a single night, and knowing you would happily let him use your pretty body to do whatever he likes with it.

Puppy!Reader who cums at least seven times in the night, completely tired out even whilst Soap is still assaulting your poor pussy.:( Even blacking out a few times from the overstimulation and pure exhaustion. But when you do wake up, you smile feeling Johnny beside you, your stomach bulging with his cum, his cock still inside you half hard and one of his hands softly rubbing your tummy protectively

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rodolfoparras · 6 months

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Now consider : Free use! Reader but in a/b/o setting

- the a/b/o spitball had every male centric writer in Tumblr scrambling on their feet was delicious btw.

Omega Price who should be above behavior like this but when the three other omegas are asleep he’s sneaking into your room and sinking down on your cock bouncing on it until he reaches his orgasm even staying on your knot because after all if anyone had the right to carry your pups it was the oldest of them all

Omega Gaz and omega Soap who happen to go into heat at the same time and are impatient as ever when it comes to using you, with gaz bouncing on your cock chasing his release while soap is begging and pleading for him to hurry, all while you’re sat at your desk doing paperwork, or sat in the sofa watching a tv show, or at least trying to do so. It would only end with Soap riding your face while Gaz bounces on your cock and it doesn’t take long before they’re arguing over who’s to take your knot

Omega Ghost who feels comfortable enough to take your knot for the first time. Gaz and Soap were supposed to help assist him but when it came down to it, they couldn’t contain themselves, went so many rounds with you until you passed out but Ghost was still sitting there, slick pooling between his thighs whining and whimpering for someone to help him out so they make swift work of preparing him with their fingers before they help him sink down on your cock, all while you’re falling in and out of consciousness

Spitball w/ me?

#alec answers #call of duty #john price x reader #john price x male reader #gaz x reader #gaz x male reader #ghost x reader #ghost x male reader #soap x reader #soap x male reader #top male reader #sub male reader #dom male character #bottom male character

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dishoneykisses · 1 year

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NSFW

I need more shy König

Even better—virgin König is being stroked for the first time and just can’t keep quiet. He is only able to grind his teeth while the hand gently strokes him.

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thegnomelord · 7 months

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Missing You

CW: NSFW, sub bottom Soap, dom top Reader, phone sex, masturbation, dirty talk, edging, sex toy, dom/sub. Quick and rough but that's how the horny strikes.

Like always, asks/requests are open :Dd

You've been gone on a mission for nearly a month now, and Soap doesn't know what to do with himself. Even when you text him sporadically to tell him you're alive, sometimes he feels like a housewife, stuck awake late at night wondering if you'll return to him as a pair of dog tags.

And even later at night he can't help thinking of what you'll do to him when you come back, ravage him until he's drooling and his brain is leaking from his ears.

As days turn to weeks he finds himself trying and trying to jerk off to no avail. No matter how much he tries he can't seem to get himself off while you're away; he could fuck his cock into his fist until his skin's rubbed raw and his balls are so full they feel like they'll explode but nothing ever comes out. His body is just so used to having your body over his and your scent in his nose and just your presence near that it can't cum without it.

Pure need breeds desperation and has him finding himself at your door in the middle of the night. It's locked, but he has the key. He's quick to shimmy his way inside, a happy little sigh escaping him when he huddles underneath the covers and your scent invades his nose. A stuttered breath leaves him as he gropes his stiff cock underneath his shorts, burying his nose into your pillow and breathing in deep until his lungs are full of you and his brain is buzzing nicely.

He tries to get himself off like that, doesn't take him much to stroke himself to full mast but even surrounded by your scent he can't cum. It's like there's a blockage at the base of his cock that's not letting anything put pre-cum out while he humps his fist until tears prickle his eyes.

A thought pops into his mind and without even thinking he's fishing his phone from his pocket and dialing your number without thinking of what time of the day is on your end. Holding the phone in one hand and cock in the other he nibbles on his lip as he waits for you to pick up. Hopes you will pick up.

"Johnny?" Your voice is slurred with sleep, giving it a deep base rumble that sends a nice shiver down spine.

"Bonnie..." He breathes out and bites his lip to hold back a groan, cock twitching in reaction from just your voice. "Fuck, ah missed yea."

You hum, still half asleep. "Missed you too Johnny. How have you been?"

"Good." He breathes out, worrying his lip between his teeth as he strokes himself. "Just been mighty bored since you left lil' ol' me alone."

You can hair faint shuffling on the other end, but not his usual chatter. Normally when you call each other Soap will prattle on and on for as he can, but this time he is strangely silent save for his shuddered breath. "Soap... where are you?"

He freezes and sucks in a breath, "In yeh room."

"Johnny." The way you say his name sends a shiver down his spine and he begins stroking himself again, pinching and squeezing the head of his poor cock in the same way you do. "Did you miss me this much?"

"No shite." A small sound escapes him, a mixture of a curse and something more animalistic. "Ah try 'an wank off but every time I try it's-" A familiar hellish feeling in his balls, like something close to pain but not quite, has him cutting his sentence short.

"Poor boy," You coo, "Can't cum without me there, can you? Got you so trained to cum with my cock up your ass you can't do it without something nice and big stretching you out, hmm?"

Your words have embarrassment flooding his system and a small stream of pre leaking from his red angry tip, "'S your fault, fockin' wanker." He curses, burying his head into your pillow while quickly stroking his cock. He'd be embarrassed about what your voice does to him if he wasn't so damn horny. "Fix yer mess."

"Want to cum so badly don't you?" You stall just for a second, your mind birthing a devious idea. "Alright sweetheart, check under the bed for me."

Your request confuses him. "What for?" Still, he's a good boy, he does as he's told no matter how much it hurts to let go of his dick. Even just the sheets rubbing against his poor dick has him whimpering from overstimulation, but he manages to reach beneath your bed and finds a small discrete box.

"Just a gift for you." Your smirk carries over the phone and you can just imagine his expression when when he opens the box.

Inside the box is a dildo. It's firm in his hand as he picks it up, heat pools in his stomach as he recognizes the tip he'd spend hours suckling on, as he traces each realistic vein with his fingers the same way he'd do with his tongue, as he rubs the silicone balls like he'd worship the actual ones; It's molded from your actual dick.

"Oh you sick fuck." He breathes out, but there's not a single hint of disgust in his breathless voice. "Did yea make it so's yea could fock yourself?"

"Funny." Your two share a small chuckle, "If you're not careful I'll make one of yours and lock the real thing away. Not like you use it much."

He never knows if you're serious or kidding but the subtle threat in your tone has his dick throbbing all the same. He manages an indignant "Oi!" before his voice pitters out when he finds your second surprise.

"Thought you'd want something to remember me by." You can't hide your amusement when he finds your underwear. After you'd caught him masturbating with his face shoved in a pair of your underwear he'd nicked, you'd gone out of your way to wear one pair each time you went to the gym and didn't wash it.

"Oh bile yer heid." He huffs but he's already rolling on his side with your underwear pressed close to his nose. He breathes in deep until he can taste the heavy tang of your musk on his tongue, arousal burning hot in his veins.

"I'll take it you like it." You chuckle, "Go on sweetheart, you know what to do."

"Aye." He shuffles until shimmy his shorts off, having not even bothered with wearing boxers. He shifts so his knees are close to his chest, the phone pressed between his ear and the pillow so he can use both hands. "C'mon, keep yappin'. Need tah hear yea." He feels so high-strung begging like this, but it just makes heat burn hotter in his cock when he brings the silicone dildo to his puckered hole that's already wet from when he'd tried to finger himself to an orgasm.

"Oh, sweetheart," With your voice ringing in his ear and your scent in his nose and the weight of your sheets over his half naked body he almost feels like you're right there. If he closes his eyes he imagine it's your cock poke against his hole and your body swallowing his. "Let me guess, you're already wet huh?"

"Know me so well." He breathes out and slowly pushes the dildo against his hole until the head finally slips past the ring of muscle. He's rougher than you'd be but his body is so desperate to feel you that the cock slips in easily, his walls clenching greedily around every familiar vein.

You croon praises in his ear as he sets a deep and fast pace, biting your underwear between his teeth to muffle his pathetic mewls while pounding his hole. But it's not enough, even with every single one of his senses full of you it's not enough. His arm's starting to cramp the longer he fucks himself, twisting and angling the dildo in a desperate attempt to catch his prostate, his hips twitching back to when he bottoms out so he can feel the fake balls slap against his own.

"Shit- It's not enough, fock, please." He shifts his head just enough to beg, huffing in your scent.

"What's wrong Soap, can't fuck yourself like I can?" He groans at your words, biting the wet fabric of your underwear again when he finally manages to graze his prostate. His cock's leaking like a faucet, easing the glide of his fingers when he grabs it to stroke himself until he's whining from the stimulation coming from both ends.

His balls ache and fire burns in his stomach every time he bottoms out, his thighs shaking with the need to cum. "Nae, you fock me so good-" He pants, pleas both in English and Gaelic falling from his lips until you can barely understand anything aside from pure need.

"Go on Johnny, you can cum."

Your permission is all it takes for him to tip over the edge, hole spasming around the dildo and cum spurting like a firehose from his cock and his sight going white. Weeks upon weeks of unresolved tension all escaping him as waves of euphoria pulse through him, leaving him shaking from his orgasm.

"There you go, good boy." Your voice brings him back from the peaks of heaven, his breathing heavy and uncoordinated. "How do you feel?"

"Fockin' perfect." He slurs and has just enough strength to slip the fake cock from his hole and toss it somewhere on the floor. "Felt like ah was ready ta blow." A loud yawn leaves him and his eyes feel heavy when he hears your voice again.

"Get some sleep Johnny, I'll be back by the time you wake up."

"I'll hold yea to it." A dumb little smile tugs on his lips and he nuzzles his head into your pillow, drifting off to sleep.

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More knight!reader and king!price since Im sick atm so this is very self indulgant.

Cw: fluff and smut.

Thinking about the days where price gets sick, coming down with a cold, his nose blocked, throat completely dry, constant coughs he seems to be having and of course the headaches he just cant seem to shake. Theres not a single word spoken about the king being sick as it would only cause havoc within the kingdom as most would be worried about their poor kings health and wanting to bring gifts in hopes that he got better. But then theres you. His devoted knight and his lover laying underneath him allowing him to take your warmth from you since he's 'freezing' as he's told you.

Of course you dont believe that he is, since he ran up a temperature of 39.7° and he was hot to the touch but you would indulge in his little lies since he seemed so happy to be laying on your bare chest. The castle servents and guards however go about their days not coming near the kings chambers since he specifically requested that no one disturb him as he rested up and gained his strength back.

King!Price just expects you to dote on him, to make him feel small even though your not that much taller than him and by order of your king you do. Giving him loving kisses on the top of his head, rubbing his back soothingly when he complains of an ache there, holding a cold towel over his forehead to help with his temperature and helping him undress when he gives out again about being to warm now.

He cant be the only one naked, that be madness so like the obediant knight you are you undress after him and go back to laying as you once were only now the both of you are naked. And so after a few minute of mindless cuddling price starts fidgeting and twisting and turning saying hes only trying to get comfortable even though you can feel him subtlely grinding against your softened cock. But as a knight your not easily seduced. Even if it is your king whos trying to tempt you to bed him.

You who just does have it in you to let him grind against you, using your strenght to flip him onto his bath while hovering over him, the veins in your arms practically bulging out and price is drooling at the sight. His own cock was hard and dribbling a pathetic amount of precum just at the sight of you above him. And who are you to deny the whimpery little 'please' he lets out. Just like that his legs are thrown over your shoulders and your face is buried between his cheeks as you eat him out, using one hand to keep his hips steady and the other to finger his hole open to take your cock.

And by the time you deem him ready he's already finished his second orgams all because of your fingers pressing against his prostate and the way you so expertly ate him out like a man starved. But even with all the stretching he still feels like he's beinf split open of your cock. Each inch going into him having him whining and moaning for more. And once your finally fully inside of him its price who starts trying to move so soon which has you gripping his waist with a bruising grip he'd think you were about to weld him like you would your sword.

Prices hands are moved to your shoulders, his legs wrapped around your waist as you pound him into the soft mattress below you both. Each thrust sending mindblowing pleasure through him and you, his hole constantly clenching tighter around you as you do. His moans are nearly echoed off the walls with how loud he's gotten and you almost feel bad on the poor souls who do unfortunately pass by the room because hes just being so mouthy, begging and pleading for what your already giving him. Mindblowing pleasure. You dont think of your own pleasure just making him orgams as many time as he needs until he is shaking from any form of stimulation to his lower parts.

He's almost disappointed that you never came a small pout on his face even as you so graciously pull out and go draw him a bath adding in his expensive bath salts he likes so much. Even as you pick him up and bring him to the bath placing him so gently into the water before getting in behind him to wash him off. You even deny his offer of a handjob or a blowjob that he wants to give a thanks. But no, you clean off his chest and stomach from the semen he splattered all over himself massging any aread where it may be sore. You even help him get dressed, choosing more soft things for him to wear. And if it wasnt enough that you did all that you even changed the sheets on the bed so he wouldnt have to sleep in dirty ones.

Amd even after all that you still got in beside him to cuddle him once again mumbling out a small reason as to why your not deserving of pleasure because of the blood on your hands the thousands of lives youve taken all to protect the kingdom. He nearly gets out a word but the way your hands are making small circles on his back have him dozing off before he can convince you that you are deserving of pleasure. You dont sleep that night still watching over him like a gaurd should be able to do.

A knight like you would never know the word pleasure nor the word pain because you had lost to much and gained so little that they no longer mattered.

I dunno what this is either but yh count it as fluff count it as angst count it as whatever you want but yh this is mostly just something i wrote bc im sick and prolly wont write for a few days till im better. Sorry for the misspelt words but just ignore them anyways enjoy :)

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