𝒢　　michaela⠀　♡

HI ILL MAKE THIS PRETTY LATER... im a dead dove artist for call of duty and will eventually write down proper ifnormation in my strawpage.. MDNI PLEASE DDNID DNI DNI DNI

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♰　﹒　russ　ₒᵣ　michaela𓂂    　　　◟　𓈒　https://irlruss.straw.page/　

[irlruss]

in honest hindsight, you deserved it for trying to (and being fairly close to succeeding in so) fuck keegan’s teammate. but in your honest defense, kick was hot as hell; even if keegan didn’t view it quite the same. it wasn’t that far off a reward when you technically got what you wanted in the end, your boyfriend bending you over in front of his teammate.

sex was always better when he was angry and he didn’t hold back as much on pleasure, you weren’t anything except a hole to him at that point. this time was a little different though, keegan was rougher and you had an actual audience. you tried to grab at the sheets in front of you to balance out the pleasure that felt nothing less than violent, each thrust was different and overwhelming on their own. there was no clock in the room and you had no idea how long it’d been.

there was just blurs of sound from them both, kick wouldn’t stop praising you and keegan’s own words were meant to show you how much he hated you; both a perfect mix for you. after what felt like and had to have been an hour, he finally gave your clit stimulation. “kee, ‘m sorry— ‘wanna cum now!” you finally sobbed out coherently, the most aware you’ve been to talk since keegan started.

keegan, in response, shoved your head down with a ‘tsk’ and looked up to meet kick’s eyes. “you’re meant to be the one fucking them right now so, i’ll let you decide.” kick had kept his mask on and keegan could only assume there was a smile underneath. “no, not yet.” kick finally spoke, admiring your body under keegan’s.

you were so lucky keegan loved you so much, that’s why he would listen to what kick wanted!

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your eyes rolled back, the vibrator was pressed to your clit in a rough way that resembled simon. he was angry from something he hadn’t bothered to even tell you about; a mission or maybe shepherd? who knows and who cares. all you cared about was his right hand holding your favorite toy and his left hand that wouldn’t stop hitting you every few seconds. there might have been some tears in your eyes, but his slaps were getting rid of them nearly every time.

“useless cunt.” he scoffed, staring down at you with what you assumed was hate and anger. it didn’t seem directed to you and it still managed to get you all the more wetter. “si-” your attempt to speak was matched with a slap that burned more than the rest before his hand wrapped around your throat. now you were certain there was tears in your eyes, not just a few; you may as well have been sobbing. that didn’t mean simon would stop. if anything, you felt him press it deeper into your skin until it was more ache than pleasure. everything hurt and any good sensations were slipping away.

you weren’t worth the pleasure and he would make sure you knew it.

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highkey also feel welcome to toss ideas at me cuz smut is still #new to me & i need a few ideas for it

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“kee, fuck—”

keegan had to start getting dressed in his uniform soon, elias and merrick were on their way to pick him up so they could finalize meetings for their mission; they were meant to be on a plane in five hours. and, instead, you had been contorted in some position that no longer made sense to you and keegan’s dick was somehow going deeper than it typically did. “need to make sure my baby doesn’t forget who i am while i’m away, my needy girl.”

and just like your heart, your clit fluttered at your boyfriend’s words. if it wasn’t for the vibrator practically clutching onto you there, you thought you’d even throb. “i know what a slut you are, going around to all your little bars and getting stared at by everyone and anyone.” you tried to defend yourself, right before keegan forced your head into your pillow with enough force that you couldn’t get even a sniff of air without it burning. “i’m going to leave a mark on your perfect body. nobody will ever get to fucking see you without all these cuts on your body.” the cold of metal touched the back of your thigh, enough that you could’ve kicked keegan if the man hadn’t used his hand to force you down again.

“shut up and take it like you always do, you don’t have a mouth to talk back to me with anyways.” keegan scoffed, rolling his eyes before getting comfortable during his thrusts for his first slash. “just stay still.” something akin to a moan tried to leave your mouth as keegan’s army knife made contact just below your ass on your right thigh. it burned you so bad, always in a good way. the first cut was the largest, he stopped giving you as big cuts and made small marks; only letting his thrusts pause for a moment or two before picking back up. the vibrator didn’t let up either under his hold, keegan could guess you may as well have been sobbing your eyes out against your shared pillow.

keegan knew you couldn’t quite handle the pain of multiple cuts at once, especially after having such a big cut on you and having any kind of liquid like sweat or cum touch it after. but, he also knew he wouldn’t be seeing you for at least two weeks. who knew if it’d be longer too, after all? that didn’t change what keegan wanted, he wanted you to remember the pain and pleasure he left you in before he left. a violent orgasm washed over you in time for his blade to move away from your open skin.

“we’ve got another 20 minutes before they get here. let’s see how many more times i can make you cum.”

you were so fucked, metamorphically and soon-to-be literally.