Soap's sister gets married, and obviously, Johnny is part of the wedding ceremony. He takes Simon along, the big lad has met his family and they all love him. It'll be a fun affair.
Johnny wears a kilt, unsurprising. And it leads to this:
"Dressed like a proper Scotsman, Johnny. Any chance you'll show me what's under your kilt?"
"The only thing under ma fuckin kilt is Batman boxers because it's December and it's fuckin cauld, ye dirty git."
hawke is overflowing with transmasc swagger and i for one admire and applaud him for it (you’ve heard potions as hrt you’ve heard blood magic as hrt get ready for ENCHANTMENTS as hrt)
I need some soft sex with Theo :( need him to push into me slowly and tell me how much he loves me as he kisses me and leaves a bunch of love marks all over my neck and chest :(
And be still wouldn’t be able to help himself as he wraps his hand round my neck, gently though<3
Oh my god anon YESSS !!! Let’s get into it, yeah?
Ti Amo
Theodore Nott x Reader
Summary: Little Drabble of your boyfriend showing you just how much he loves you
His hips slowly rolled his cock inside of you, his breathing heavy. One of Theo’s hands was wrapped around your throat while the other propped him up. Your doe-eyed gaze remained locked on his, your whimpers heard throughout his dorm. “Cazzo— I fucking love-” He pauses for a moment to let out a pleasurable groan, kissing along your jawline. “—You…So much, Bambina.” With harder, elongated thrusts, he moaned against your cheek.
“Theo—Gods…I love you too— please…please keep fucking me like that.” Squeaking out through your own little cry of pleasure, you could feel Theodore’s strong hand tightening around your neck. A little gasp freeing from your swollen lips. “That’s it, Tesoro…who do you love, huh? Who do you fucking love?” Now kissing down your neck, he sucked ever so slightly, leaving his love bites all over your sensitive flesh while he softly pushes his throbbing length in and out of your pussy. Struggling with himself to not pound you senselessly.
Your moans only progressively got louder, his bed frame rocking along with his slow thrusts. “Y-you…I love you—“ Your eyes were practically rolling to the back of your head now. He was bringing you to a state of pure ecstasy. A state you knew all too well with him. “That’s right…you love me…” Theo’s thumb gently caressed against the skin of your neck, feeling the rapid pulse within it. “I have your heart in the palm of my hand, amore…Ti amo tanto…” Even through the sensual lovemaking, his dominant nature was slipping through. But fuck did you love it.
Slowly pumping his dick into your warmed and soaked core, you could hardly contain the immense amount of pleasure that was now soaring throughout you. Not only pleasure…but love too. “Theo, baby I’m so close—“ Whining as your body squirmed from the nearing climax, a satisfied smirk tugged on the corners of his lips. “My good girl…Cum all over my cock...Show me just how much you love me.” Encouraging you, he kept his slow and steady pace, feeling you progressively get wetter while your tightened walls clenched around his aching cock.
Hehehe a small lil Drabble of softdom!theo he’s just so asdffkghlhlk
November 21st, 2023, Channel Tunnel, Strait of Dover. Another chest candy for Sgt. John “Soap” MacTavish.
Months in the hospital, then in Task Force 141's MOB. Recovery was gradual, but solid, and Soap was readmitted to Captain John Price's squad six months later.
Lt. Simon “Ghost” Riley gave him a set of knives and ordered him to practice as a welcome back and Sgt. Kyle “Gaz” a helmet.
Soap laughed.
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Ghost doesn't cutesy talk cats, he talks to them like other adult men and it's hilarious.
They're at a safehouse, and Ghost is listening to the radio, Price hears him talking to someone, and he's confused because both of his sergeants are conked out asleep.
So, he walks around the corner and finds Ghost sitting on a step with the radio playing and a stray kitten biting his laces while he talks to her. "I don't believe shoelaces constitute part of a balanced diet."
John just sits down on the step next to him and ignores how his knees click. "What's her name?"
"She's yet to disclose name or rank, but given that she's clearly smarter than those two through there, I'd say she's a lieutenant." He responds so dryly that John can't help but snort.
"Ah, I see. Making her way through the ranks at her young age, impressive." He leans forward to pet the kitten, flattening down the tuft of fur sticking up on her head.
"She's a hard worker, look at those paws. Grubby, she's been busy."
The kitten offers them a mewl in response, and he nods accordingly.
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