your kidnapper saying "remember when you hated this?" referring to something that you quite obviously still hate, but you've been sufficiently broken enough that you don't object anymore
who in 141 do you think would be the meanest in bed? i love ur opinions sm esp the choso one so i wanted to know what you think!
(also, could i be đȘŸ anon? i tried to stay on theme!!!)
(cw anal + objectification)
price easily.
soap is energetic and boisterous in bed, sure, but he's more of the frantic-but-passionate sex kind of guy. gaz is skilled in his touch but prefers to use you as a calming agent than the typical stress-relief toy. ghost is mean sometimes for sure, but i think he's more heavy-handed and rough,,, more domineering than just mean.
price is mean, though. i think that he has a degradation kink, but in the sense that he wants to make a mess out of such a pretty thing like you. he might call you something mean here and there, but his actual degradation comes from the way he handles you, and it's not nice.
he'll fuck your throat with a grimace because you aren't on the verge of throwing up on his dick. he'll dig his fingers into your cheeks instead of using a guiding hand at the back of your head. he'll pull out just so that he can cover your face in his cum; get it in your eyes and through your hair and up your fucking nose if he can manage his aim. he wants you to remain a mess even after the fact; the burn of his release in places it definitely shouldn't be. the clagginess of your hair as his cum dries through it (because he's definitely not telling you about it).
he's just really good at reducing you down to... an object, really. and he's kind outside of the fact, buys you flowers and eats you before bed, but he's so unforgiving during sex that you'll very rarely feel like you're making love. he's everywhere, so heavy on top of you when in missionary, or literally pushing your face into the bed when he's got you face-down ass-up.
dare i say he often pulls out of your pussy mid-fuck and, without warning, pushes into your ass just to ride the high of your panicked response? he's seen and experienced some fucked up shit in his line of work, so you can take his cock without complaining, love. unless you want him to show you what real pain and suffering is :/
welcome đȘŸ anon! i dont think ive ever seen that emoji before but i love it and ill love you so much if i get more excuses to talk about mean price from you :p <3
No thoughts, just fem!reader who isn't used to men being gentlemen to her and task force who doesn't let her do ANYTHING.
"I'm hungry," you said in a flat tone. It was just a passing comment. Nothing serious.
â"Hungry? What do you want to eat, dove?" Soap took out his phone, waiting patiently for you to say what you wanted.
â"Oh. Em, I was joking..." you whispered. Maybe you weren't, but you were too shy to admit it.
â"Come on, bird, tell us what you want," Price looked at you with a little smile on his face.
â"Sushi..." You turned your head, trying to avoid their eyes.
â"Sushi it is." Soap started to search his phone for the nearest sushi restaurant.
â"Fuck, my room door is stuck and won't close. I need to fix it. Where's the toolbox?" you said, entering the common room and waiting for an answer.
â"Are you fixing it by yourself?" Gaz asked, raising an eyebrow.
â"Yeah?"
â"Hell no." He stood up from the couch, grabbed the toolbox from one of the cabinets, and walked out of the room.
âThankfully, your door ended up looking like nothing had ever happened. Thanks, Gaz.
âThis was your third lap running around the base.
â"Soldier, stop right there," you heard Ghost shout at you, and you obeyed instantly. "Your laces are untied."
â"Oh, yeah, I willâ" You were cut off abruptly in the middle of your sentence, watching in shock as Ghost knelt down in front of you, tying your shoelaces.
â"There you go. Watch out next time," he said, looking at you flatly before standing back up.
âA meeting at 7:00 AM? Boring. But you had no choice. You were just about to put your hand on the doorknob when another hand stopped you. Price opened the door.
â"Ladies first." He stepped aside to let you go first.
summary: you and your boyfriend like to take turns making each other cum
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âunngh, si!â your boyfriend heard you moan into the air, the words slightly muffled from your thighs clenching against his ears. simonâs tongue was going to work on your clit, two of his thick fingers pumping in and out of your cunt, the lovely combination forcing your eyes to roll to the back of your head, âsi! i-iâm cumingâ please!â you gasped out, body shaking as you came undone. using a large hand to loosen your thighâs hold on his neck, simon pulled back to admire the sight, leaving his digits stuffed inside your pussy. letting you clench around him, helping you ride your first orgasm out, âattaâ girl, lookinâ so pretty.â he slips his fingers out next, you whining at the loss of contact, âmâ poor baby, shhh,â he coos, âweâre not done yet. ya know yer always first.â
âgugh. gugh. gugh,â disgusting, guttural sounds vibrated from the back of your throat, your boyfriend abusing your mouth and throat with his massive, girthy cock, his favorite glory hole! you were laid on your back, head hanging off the edge of the bed, your boyfriend standing in front of you. your perky tits bounced as gagging left you each time he grazed past your uvula, âthaâs it, choke on âtis fuckinâ dick,â he grunted out. your jaw was starting to hurt from how wide and long youâve had it open, small tears starting in the corners of your eyes. âlittle mouth feels so good, luvieâ,â he looked down to see a mixture of your saliva and his precum dripping out your mouth, dripping over your nose and eyes. fuck, the messy sight was so intoxicating to see, you covered in all these liquidsâ your boyfriend was cuming in no time, taking a final thrust to push deep into the back of your throat, âmmmpf,â choking out of you. simon somehow pushes even deeper, âswallow every fuckinâ drop, fawn,â his accent thick, âgood, good girl.â
skin slapping skin. plap. plap. plapâ the only thing that could be heard echoing throughout the room, the occasional slap of your boyfriendâs massive hand ricocheting off your ass joining. your back was sexily arched, ass raised high in the airâ high enough for simonâs large frame to comfortably reach, greatly surprising the brit. you were just so small compared to the man, he often had to lift your hips to fuck your pussyâ heâs never seen you arch so well for him, âmust really fuckinâ need it, huh, slut?â gripping your hair in a makeshift ponytail, pulling your head back, arching you more, âputtinâ tha ass all tha way up, hmmm?â your boyfriend made you a moaning mess, his dirty talk and rough housing getting you closer and closer to your next orgasm, âyes, sir- mfrm!â you unraveled again, simon leaning his torso against your back, somehow thrusting into you faster, âfeel ya cuminâ, sweetheart. sheâs squeezinâ âround mâ real tight,â he kisses your cheek, âlet yerself feel it, baby,â another kiss, âmâ know.â
brain deadâ after both of your orgasms, you couldnât move anything, say anythingâ hell, you couldnât even think anything, you felt brain dead. you were completely fucked out, head lolling side to side as your boyfriend eyed you on your back, âmâ fucked ya real good, huh?â he tsked teasingly, âthaâs too bad. mâ not done yet, sweets.â he places a hand on top of your head, his other hand guiding his cock between your slippery folds, your hips bucking when he glides across your sensitive clit. âya came twice and mâ only did once. thaâs not fair to mâ, fawn,â he frowns, starting to slither his tip into your folds, âya understand? we always take turns,â he plunges his entire shaft inside your swollen cunt, coercing a yelp from you, âgonna fuck mâ hot cum in âtis tighâ hole. love finishinâ last.â
So, I imagine that Soap is fucking RAMPANT for your pussy.
The first time that you get intimate with each other beyond making out, he immediately moves between your legs and says "ive wanted to know what ye taste like for so fuckin long, lass."
Anyway, he ends up cumming in his pants without any stimulation other than eating your pussy out.
I also imagine that he'll just randomly crave you throughout the day, come up behind you and whisper in your ear "I wanna stuff my tongue in yer cunt, baby."
How about that one time you go clothes shopping together and pick out a pair of tight leggings. As soon as you come out of the changing room, Johnny's eyes dart down to the very very obvious camel toe, and licks his lips.
Next thing you know, he's ushering you into the changing room, shoving the leggings down and bending you over. You can see him drop to his knees in the mirror and use his hands to spread your cheeks before diving in. You have to bite your hand to keep from moaning too loud.
Oh, also, he LOVES a nice healthy bush. If you even mention wanting to shave or wax it, he'll hide your razors and forbaid you from going to the appointment. He nearly sobs when you get away with it anyway.
"You smell so fucking good with the hair, dove. I don't know why in the hell you would want to get rid of it.. you've got such a pretty pussy."
Anyway, I love my pussy drunk Soap.
Forgot to mention, he totally mentions how good you taste and sound when he eats you out to his best mate Ghost.
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okay, so thinking about puppy!reader who is in heat!! and konig takes it to his advantage, in public to get the surpresssnts, but he wonât. heâll js touch u there and then fuck u in the bathroom until he decides to take u home to do it properly;w; ty
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König likes to be gentle and easy on you, but sometimes he gets into these moods where he just wants to be a little mean. You're just so cute when you're all whiny and begging for his touch. It's just your luck that he would be one of those moods when you started your heat... in public.
You've already pulled him off to the side of the store, clinging onto him as you whimper into his shoulder.
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"K-König... My heat-" Is all you managed to get out before a whine interrupts you, slick already pouring out of your cunt and soaking your panties. You're hips unintentionally buck towards him before you press your thighs together, trying to get some relief from this sudden ache.
When you feel one of his hands cup the back of your head, you're so sure he's about to comfort you and take you home.
"Aww, poor puppy started their heat. Too bad I need to finish shopping."
Your ears twitch towards König, because surely you just misheard him.
"W-What..? N-No, König... please." You peek out from his shoulder, just enough for your wet and pleading eyes to meet indifferent ones. König's hand goes to one of your ears, holding it gently while his thumb rubs along the base of it. You can't help but lean into him, your tail giving a weak wag as you're sure you've convinced him.
"Is it really that bad?" Why is he asking you this? Of course it's that bad, your cunt is literally throbbing and clenching around nothing right now.
"Y-Yes it is!" You can't help the desperation in your tone as you press closer to König, trying to get him to understand that you're being serious.
"Mhmm... Let me see." He says as his other hand grips at your waist, trailing down your stomach softly as he kneads your flesh. The feeling makes you tighten your grip on his shirt, nails digging into the fabric so hard that they might break through.
Your ears pin back as a whine slips from your mouth before you could stop it, König's hand pressing against your heat as he feels how desperate you are. His actions make globs of slick spill into your panties and pants, making a wet spot form on them.
"You do feel pretty wet..." He mumbles lowly in that accented voice as he makes his palm grind so slowly on your clit. Your hips can't help but roll against him, chasing after the lightening of pleasure the simple action is causing.
You have to stuff your face back into his shoulder as he presses his fingers right over your clothed, aching hole. Your tail wags shakily behind you as König so easily turns your mind into mush.
"K-König... please... Need to go home and get fucked... p-please..." Your voice is broken as you plead with König, swallowing down your noises as he still plays with your cunt. You could cum from this honestly, but it wouldn't be satisfying at all. It would just work you up more to the point that you might pounce on König.
"Can you make it home? I can feel this pussy aching against my hand, getting it all wet through your clothes." His voice is so low in your ears, that one hand still rubbing at them as he pulls the other away from your heat.
You're about to open your mouth to protest or beg more, but König pushes his hand under your shirt and spreads your wetness over your stomach. The feeling of your warm slick over your stomach has your brain short-circuiting. You can't even respond properly, only able to whine in embarrassment and need as you bury your face deep in König's shoulder.
"I think I need to take care of you here." You don't even know where here is anymore, but the promise sounds so good that you nod in agreement.
Send me rape threats, Iâm serious. Unload all your dirtiest, most depraved, rough fantasies in my dms and watch me get wet at the thought of you acting them out with me. I wanna hear in detail about how daddy would fuck my tight tiny cunnie and lend me out for any man to use, preferably multiple men at the same time. No limits at all. Iâm waiting <3
And you really thought Simon would be a little mean during sex. He had to be a sadist after everything heâs been through.
So, when heâs between your parted thighs, youâre shocked when he speaks to you so softly. Quietly begging in your ear, cock pressed to the hilt, for you to be good for him.
And everytime you let out a whine, fingers tightening at his shoulders because heâs massive and you feel like youâre splitting in two with every thrust; he shushes you. âYou can take it. Yesâyes you can.â
And when you clench tighter around him because the cadence of his voice licks warmth in your core, he smiles. âThere you go, baby. Just like that.â
dabi's got a smart mouth, but he's dumb as rocks when he's nestled inside of you. completely lovesick, his cock is twitching and leaking as he fucks into you slowly, trying to savor every time you clench around him. you know that the shit he says when he's balls-deep is spur of the moment, drunken nonsense.
"so fucking good to me, so good," he babbles, eyes heavy and glossed over. his arms are under you, holding you up like you're weightless, hands burning against your hips. "you take me so well, you'd think you were made for me". his teeth nip against your throat, his head buried into your hair, huffing with every drag. "you're mine, yeah? you're mine?"
you nod, but it's not enough for him. he grabs your jaw, making sure you make eye contact when he speaks next. "you're never gonna leave me, you're all mine, you can't leave me."
"mm-mm" you shake your head, parting your lips so he can press his thumb to your tongue. another steady roll of his hips has you moaning against his hand.
"that's right," his eyes flutter shut, but re-open, that chilling blue drowning you. "cause i'd die for you, i would fucking kill for you baby, you know?".
you can usually tell the point where dabi's completely fucking lost in it when he starts rambling like this, cause he would never actually admit these things to you in casual conversation. no, when he's not buried to the hilt he actually doesn't like to show really any sort of emotion other than pissed off. maybe with you he's marginally nicer, but he doesn't do "that sappy shit" as he so brazenly calls it. he doesn't coddle you, or call you baby, or pretty, or anything of the sort unless he's 1. about to die or 2. about to cum. either one of those situations feels dire enough for him to actually let you in on the big "secret" that is his brain.
it's not a bad thing necessarily, it was never something you nitpicked about because, like anyone else who knows him for more than a second, you're smart enough to know that dabi is a grenade without a pin. he can show his affection for you in whatever feels comfortable for himâ that's what you had agreed on when you started fucking him in the first place.
you feel loved right now, for sure. pierced cock soaking inside of you, his rough thumb pressed against your clit and circling with just enough pressure you can feel it in your toes. his lips are still pressing sloppy kisses to the connecting point of your throat and shoulder, and everything unsaid is loud enough from the way he knows your body. "'m gonna fill you up, ruin you for anyone else so you can never fucking leaveâ"
it comes as a bit of a shock this time around when he snaps half-way and moans into your ear, "i fucking love you".
not very dabi-like to admit he actually feels more than terrifyingly obsessed in a moment like this, but it's real enough that you're clenched around him like a vise and cumming with his name in your mouth like a stolen thought. you try to chock it up to pussy-drunk, until he spills inside of you and doubles down, repeating it over and over as he comes down from his high.
"i love you, im not joking around with you".
"okay, yeah, i believe you".
"no you don't. you don't, but i love you," he's slipping out of you slowly, and he's sweating and heaving but maybe there is some truth to him.
"i love you," you repeat back to him, and he nods, licking sweat from your temple.
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