So let's break it down. I actually dreamed this for some reason, but idk if it's offensive to the transgender community, so I want to hear from yall and get your thoughts. Let's get to the points!
It's for the COD Fandom!
I was thinking Keegan or maybe Soap.
Basically, the character was born a female and lived a pretty negative & abusive life, but it was like mentally, financially, emotionally abusive, so she didn't realize it was even happening.
After a really bad break up with her boyfriend/fiance/husband, she turns to friends, and after a really long and deep convo, she realizes she's been Trans this whole time.
Of course, due to her life and family, she always thought those thoughts she had were just normal silly little "What ifs."
Skip over some stuff she finds this lab that's looking for volunteers for a full gender change transition experiment.
She goes to the lab and I don't want to put full details here but let's just say it's not an easy process. It's obviously a really complicated process.
In the end he comes out as a completely new person feeling like his real self for the first time.
Then he would somehow meet Keegan or Soap and a budding yet angsty relationship would begin.
Of course, it wouldn't happen in order in the story. we'd find out a little bit about the characters' past and journey in bits and pieces, basically, as Keegan or Soap would find out.
I really need thoughts! Is this a good idea to write about? Or not? I personally am not transgender but I do have close friends & family that are. Please let me know what yall think!
(I use Google translate for Spanish & German translations. If any are wrong, please let me know!)
Captain John Price
John was a gentleman when it came to you. For the most part. He did all those stupid things that made you get butterflies. Small things like opening every door for you. Pulling the seat out for you at a table. Holding your hand while driving or resting his hand on top of your thigh. Such small things made you an absolute fool for the man. But all of that was just outside the bedroom or wherever he decided he wanted or needed you.
He was a devilish man who knew just how to play you to make you sing for him. He knew when you needed it sweet and romantic. He knew when you much preferred it filthy and rough. He simply knew you. He knew everything.
When he finally got back to your shared room after finishing his work for the evening color him fucking surprised when he found you in bed with your fingers in your pretty cunt. He stood by the door crossing his arms and just watching you. You were so close to coming you didn't notice he had entered the room. And when you came with a quiet moan of his name he was on you.
You squealed in surprise as he grabbed your hand instantly taking your soaked fingers into his mouth. You watched him in unashamed awe as he sucked your fingers clean. When he dropped your hand he moved to loom over you.
"Getting off without me love? I don't think I like that." He told you sternly.
You didn't say a word. You were still trying to catch your breath and you were unsure of how he was going to react to catching you. You had tried to wait but it felt like years and you were so fucking horny.
"Since you've already had one I think it's my turn." He told you.
You stayed on the bed as he got up. He sat his hat on the bedside table then turned back to you raising a brow when he saw you were still in the same spot.
"Get up love. I want you on your knees." He told you as he undid his belt.
At that sound, you immediately hopped up only to drop to your knees right in front of him. But as you reached out to finish unzipping his pants he slapped your hands away. You looked up at him clearly confused. He couldn't help but smile down at your cute little expression.
"You took care of yourself love. I'm going to do the same. You're just my toy for it." He told you as his uniform pants were finally completely undone.
He pulled himself free, stroking himself slowly as he grabbed your chin forcing you to stare up at him.
"Open" he ordered and you instantly obeyed him.
He slid his dick into your mouth with a quiet groan. You readied yourself to start sucking him only to have his hands grab each side of your head. He used enough pressure to hold you completely still. You were stuck in that spot. All you could do was look up at him as he slowly started to fuck your mouth.
The view you had of him was absolutely obscene. Filthy. The sexiest you'd ever seen him.
As he tipped his head back he fucked harder, faster. He hit the back of your throat, making you gag. Your hands rested on top of your thighs. Your hands in tight fists. Fingers digging into the skin of your palms.
He didn't let up. His pace only became rougher as his groans grew in volume. Your eyes begin to water, but you didn't dare complain.
When he finally looked down at you, the sight alone had him spilling down your throat cause fuck you were so pretty like this.
"On the bed, love. I'm gonna show you why those little fingers of yours can't even come close to my dick." He told you as he pulled you to your feet.
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Johnny "Soap" MacTavish
Teasing Johnny was always one of your favorite things to do. Your adorable golden retriever. He'd never complain about it because hell he'd let you do literally anything to him. That was until you got him a little too riled up. This usually happens when you spend far too long with the teasing, or you do something specific that you know will fry his brain. Like wearing nothing but his shirt while putting dishes away.
It was a simple act, but the combination of the domestic act coupled with the continuous little peaks at your lovely ass as you raised your arms to reach the cupboard would just do him in. Every single time.
That's usually how you'd end up on your knees in the kitchen looking up at Johnny through your lashes as he fucked that pretty mouth of yours.
"That's it bonny. Juist lik' that." He'd coo softly in complete contrast with his harsh thrusts.
Each one hitting the back of your throat, making your eyes water.
"Fuck baby. Ye driving me fuckin' crazy." He'd damn near whisper. It was a statement more to himself than to you.
When he was close, his head would fall back as he gagged you on his cock over and over. Usually, he was careful not to do that too much, but when he was this far gone, he couldn't think straight.
He was teetering right on the edge as you swallowed around his dick. He jerked in surprise as his orgasm shot through him. Fuck he loved it when you did that.
He'd groan softly as he pulled free of your mouth only for his dick to spring right back at the sight of you licking your lips like you'd just had the best treat of your life.
"On the table bonny. Now." He'd tell you as he pulled you to your feet.
Yea. He's definitely not done with you just yet.
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Simon "Ghost" Riley
Simon typically tried to be as gentle as possible with you. He was rough and dangerous when he was Ghost he didn't want to be like that with you. With you, he could be different. That was until the day you'd asked him to be a little rougher. You loved how gentle and loving the big man was, but you'd had a bit of a shit week, and the gentle just wasn't helping your stress levels like you needed.
Simon was sitting on the couch reading one of his books while you laid with your head in his lap. His large finger running soothingly through your hair.
"Si," you said softly to get his attention.
He only hummed as an acknowledgment. You knew he was listening even though his eyes were still on his book.
"I need you to fuck me." You said lightly just to see how he'd react.
You heard his book snap shut as his fingers came to a sudden stop in your hair. You rolled over onto your back so you could look up at him.
"You know I'll do whatever you want, baby girl." He told you as he discarded his book.
He lifted you up into a sitting position. His large hands already gentle against you.
"No, Si, I love you, but I really need you to be rough this time." You told him softly.
You two had always been very open about what you wanted with each other, but that request took him a bit by surprise.
"Everything alright?" He'd ask softly.
"Just a shit week. Lots of stress." You shrug.
"You gotta tell me exactly what you want this time, love. What kind of rough?" He'd ask as his thumbs gently caress your cheeks.
"I'm not sure. I just really need you to be rough with me, Si. Make me forget about all the other bullshit." You tell him softly.
He'd be silent for a moment as he thought over your request. He wasn't lying when he said he'd do anything for you, but he was afraid if he let himself be rough, he might get a bit carried away.
"Alright, love, but you have to stop me if it's too much, yeah?" He'd ask.
"You know I will, Simon." You agreed.
He'd pull you close and kiss you softly only for you to squeak in surprise as he pulled you away roughly by your hair. Without a word, he'd force you to the floor between his legs. His large hand cupping your chin as his thumb runs along your bottom lip. He let's you go but you don't dare move. You watch as he quickly undoes his belt and jeans until he pulls himself free.
His hand goes back to your hair to pull it tight. He shoves your head forward until it's literally pushed against his dick.
"Suck" is the only word he mutters, but you are quick to do as he says. You only get a few quick bobs of your head before he's taking full control. His large hands on each side of your head now moving you how he wants. In an instant, you'd become like his own personal fleshlight, and the thought had you pressing your thighs together.
This was different and intense, but you could already feel your mind shutting off. Turning to goo with the only thought being your Simon. With one look you knew he was fucking gone. His eyes closed tight as soft moans fell from his lips. Your eyes watered as he changed motions. Now holding your head still as he bucked his hips up to hit the back of your throat. And when he came, you were eager to swallow every single drop.
That only spurred him further. So, of course, you ended up face down on the couch as he absolutely destroyed you. Fucking worth it.
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Kyle "Gaz" Garrick
Kyle absolutely loves it when you rest your head on his lap while he does paperwork. You sit on the floor between his legs. Your head laying against his inner thigh. He has one hand scribbling across a page and the other gently petting you.
At some point, you'd get bored and start nuzzling your face into the crotch of his jeans. He'd groan and pull you back gently as he continued his work. You'd have to do this several times before he finally gave up and put his pen down.
"Fuck baby, you really can't let me finish these last few pages?" He'd ask in annoyance.
He loves you to death, but Price was on his ass about this shit and he really needed it done. But when he looked down to watch you press your face into him and lightly nip at him through his pants, he knew he wasn't getting shit done until he took care of you.
"Fine, you want attention. I'll give you attention." He'd tell you as he stood from his chair.
You'd sit back on your heels and watch him pull himself free. He'd stroke himself a few slow times before stepping back over to you. He wouldn't have to say a word. You were already swallowing him damn near whole.
"Woah there. This is my terms baby, not yours." He'd say pulling you back by your hair.
His fingers would fist your hair tightly, holding you still as he shoved himself back into your mouth. You didn't care. You just loved tasting him. Loved watching him come undone because of you in any possible way.
His thrusts were slow at first. Almost teasing until you swallowed around him. He cursed quietly before thrusting into you hard and fast. His head fell back as he chased his own release. God you were a pain in his ass sometimes but fuck did you drive him crazy.
He'd keep you just like that until he was done finally coming on your tongue with a soft groan.
You let him go back to work as you once more rested your head on his lap. You wouldn't bother him again until he was done working, but then you'd do the same thing all over again.
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Keegan P. Russ
Keegan always knew what you needed before you did. He was a man of many talents. Most of them different ways to make you stupid on his cock.
One of his favorites was catching you by surprise. Grabbing you by the neck and forcing you on your knees in front of him. You wouldn't have a chance to say anything before he was shoving his dick down your throat. You'd gag, but that never stopped him.
His pace was always relentless. His goal was to make you look like the prettiest mess he's ever seen. And it wouldn't take him long to do just that. You'd gag every time he hit the back of your throat. Your eyes start to water, and then tears fall down your cheeks. Saliva dripping from the corners of your mouth. Such a fucking mess just for him.
"Look at you, pretty girl. So fucking breathtaking like this." He'd say as his thumbs wiped away the tears on your cheeks.
When he was close, his hand would wrap around your throat. He could feel himself every time he'd thrust into you. Right before he finished, he'd give your throat a light squeeze. Just enough to send himself over the edge. He'd come with a groan that bordered on a growl and when he'd finally pull away you'd look up at him with those pretty dazed and cock drunk eyes that he loved so fucking much.
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König
This giant of a man was nothing but a big teddy bear. Usually. So when you find yourself on your knees in front of his looming figure with his massive cock shoved down your throat you can't help but think what set him off.
He hadn't said a word to you as he fucked your throat so rough you were pretty sure you wouldn't be able to talk properly for the rest of the week.
He was cursing quietly in German. Obviously upset about something. Had you done something? You couldn't think of anything, but what had made your big teddy bear suddenly vengeful towards your tonsils?
"Du gehörst mir, kleines Mädchen. MINE!" (You're mine little girl) He growled with a particularly hard thrust making you gag.
His eyes never left yours as he chased his release. You were a fucking mess barely able to breath. His breath grew more ragged by the second. His hold on you tightening almost too painfully. You closed your eyes, trying to force back the tears that threatened to fall down your cheeks.
"Schau mich an. I want to see those eyes when I come in your little throat." (Look at me) He damn near snarled at you, making your eyes snap open.
And he did just that a few seconds later. As he pulled away from you to tuck himself away, you finally took the chance to catch your breath. But before you could question him, he was kneeling in front of you with his hands gently on each side of your face.
"Tut mir leid, süßes Mädchen. I heard some of the men talking about you, and after I gave them hell, I just needed to make sure you knew you were mine." (Sorry sweetie girl) He'd tell you softly.
After that, your big teddy bear was back taking care of you and profusely apologizing for getting too carried away.
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Colonel Alejandro Vargas
Alejandro never considered himself a jealous man until he met you. You were so fucking beautiful and everyone knew it. And every fucking time it came to the same conclusion. He'd find himself tugging you into whatever empty room he found first. Putting you on your knees and fucking that pretty mouth. He wasn't a quiet man either, so anyone that just so happened to walk past whatever room you were in would have a pretty damn good idea of what was going on inside.
He had a filthy mouth and doesn't care a bit to use it.
"Si, princesa. Así." (Yes princess. Just like that.)
"Siempre me tomas muy bien." (You always take me so well)
"Fuiste hecha para amordazar mi polla." (You were made to gag on my cock)
Those are only some of the things he would say. All of it in Spanish, no matter if you understood him or not, it wasn't for you. It was for any of those assholes that might be listening. So they knew what he was doing to you. So they knew without a doubt you were his.
And when he came it would be loud. He was unashamed when it came to you. Especially when he was marking his territory.
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Alex Keller
Every fucking thing about Alex drove you crazy. The way he talked to you, the way he touched you both sexually and nonsexually, and most of all those fucking beautiful eyes. He could get you to do anything by just looking at you. A simple wink could easily put you in a coma.
You always had the need to please him. You'd do anything to make him happy. Anything to make him smile. Anything to make him feel good.
You were always so fucking eager to get on your knees for that man and he wouldn't lie when he said he thoroughly enjoyed the sight. And every time he'd let you do as you please for a few minutes just loving the way your mouth felt wrapped around him but soon enough you'd bring him to a boiling point and he'd snap. It happened every time without fail.
"Shit darlin'" He'd groan right before grabbing you to keep you still.
He'd eagerly fuck your throat raw until he was in a complete fog. No thoughts other than how fucking good you felt. How good you made him feel. How fucking amazing his girl was to take him so well and let him do this to you.
He'd come with a sound that could be considered a whine, but he'd deny that if anyone but you ever said anything. He couldn't help it. You just did things to him no one else ever did. So, yea, he was usually a whiny mess when it came to you.
(I used Google translate for the German & Spanish. If it's incorrect please let me know!)
Captain John Price
It was late in the night when you finally put your book down. John still hadn't made it to your shared room. With a quiet sigh, you'd put your book down and find him. He was obviously in the first place you looked. His office.
You close the door softly and lean against it as you watch him so deep into the mountain of pages on his desk that he didn't even know you were there. He was nursing a half-full glass as he wrote quickly across the paper in front of him.
"Are you just going to stand there and watch me love?" He would ask softly without even looking at you.
You could never figure out how he always knew you were there. Instead of thinking about it you made your way over to him. You stopped next to him so you wouldn't get in the way of his work. You'd stay silent until he finally glanced up at you.
"You need something love?" He'd ask in the soft rasp that drove you insane.
"You Captain. I need you." You'd tell him quietly.
You wouldn't miss the small smirk that came from your words. He loved hearing you say those words. He loved you being insatiably needy for him.
"As you can see I have a lot of work to get done love. I'll make it up to you tomorrow. Go get some sleep." He'd always tell you something like this.
He didn't mean a fucking word of it. He'd do whatever you asked of him. He only liked to tease you. Make you think he wasn't interested. Usually you'd plead. Beg him to touch you. Paperwork be damned and he wouldly happily give in to you but not this time.
You silently huffed before shoving him back in his chair. You climbed onto his lap perfectly sitting yourself directly on his already hard dick. He wouldn't say a word. He'd just watch you. His head tilting slightly to watch you.
You'd wrap your arms around his neck before whispering softly in his ear.
"Go back to work daddy. I won't bother you. I promise."
You couldn't see him from your face hiding in the crook of his neck but your words forced him to close his eyes. He knew it was a fucking lie. The fucking papers were already long forgotten the moment you climbed your pretty ass into his lap.
Then you started to roll your hips. A soft groan would fall from his lips at the friction. He'd try to go back to his work but you only rolled your hips faster & harder. The friction of your movements driving him fucking wild. If he let you keep this up he'd cum in his fucking pants.
Just as he went to stop you so he could fuck you properly you whined into his ear. A quiet "fuck daddy" that was barely just audible. That was it.
"God damn love" he'd breath as he pushed your hips harder against him. He rut himselt against you to ride out the sudden orgasm your sweet, soft voice caused.
And that was the start of a very often routine for the two of you. Most nights he knew he'd be working late he'd quietly tell you to come keep him company. He didn't have to say anything else. You already knew exactly what he wanted you to do.
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Johnny "Soap" MacTavish
The two of you were cuddled on the couch sharing some quiet peaceful time together. You loved when Johnny was home. You'd spend every second you could like this. Both of you half naked. The skin to skin contact was absolute bliss for you. You always missed that the most when he was gone.
It was Johnny who started the switch from cute cuddles to sensual teasing. His head dipping into the crook of your neck to place light, soft kisses across your skin. He knew exactly what to do to instantly have you melting into him. He could make your mind blissfully blank in the matter of seconds. When he lifted you and placed you on his lap to straddle him you knew what his plan was.
Your hips instantly starting to move rubbing yourself against his quickly hardening dick. The thin material between the two of you didn't stop much of the friction. It was actually pretty hot. The way Johnny's head feel back against the couch. His hands grabbing your hips and squeezing. Urging your pretting hips to keep moving.
He really didn't care how he came. All he cared about was it being with you and fucking hell he couldn't deny how fucking could it felt to half you rubbing your pretty pussy against him like this. Like you were so desperate for release you couldn't bother with removing the thin barriers. No fucking way he was going to complain especially when your hips rocked faster as sweet little whimpers fell from your lips.
He pushed your hips down causing more pressure between you. He thought about moving his hips up to meet you. Add that extra bit of friction but in the end he wanted this to be all you. He wanted to see if you could make him cum just like this cause fuck it felt so god damn good.
Then you feel against his chest. Those pretty whimpers turning to louder moans. You were getting close. You locked eyes with him and that alone almost had him.
"Fuck, I missed you so much Johnny." You whimpered softly.
He cursed under his breath because fucking hell that did it. He couldn't help it. Those pretty little doe eyes. That soft, sweet voice that could make him a messso fucking fast. You had no idea the insane amount of power you had over him but fuck he loved it. The mess in his boxers was as the evidence needed.
"That's my girl. Get yourself off. You're so fucking pretty darlin'." He'd breath out to encourage you.
He knew he had just as much power over you so when you came from that sound of his voice he only chuckled softly. God how did he land such an incredible fucking woman?
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Simon "Ghost" Riley
Contrary to popular belief Simon was a simple man. It was the smallest things that made him happy. That made him happy when he was home with you. He had never been much of a kinky man before he met you. Sex for him was just a way to release his tension. He'd do what was needed and go on his way but with you it was so fucking different. You had him so fucked up and you knew it.
He'd learned every little thing that would turn you on. Things that would make you go fucking feral. That was his favorite fucking thing to witness. Winding you up so fucking tight you'd attack him like a starved and crazied animal and he fucking loved it. He loved how crazy he could make you. How easy it was to get you to do anything.
So it was no surprise when you finally cracked after his endless teasing. You'd force yourself onto his lap grabbing his unmasked face and crash your lips against his. He couldn't help but chuckle against your lips. Your hips instantly rutting against him for some friction. He knew what you wanted. What you needed but he was enjoying himself far too much to let you have it.
When your hands moved to his belt he quickly grabbed your hands tossing you easily onto your back. Before you could protest he was roughly rubbing his clothed hard dick against your already soaked panties. He held your hands in place. Claiming your mouth to keep you from complaining. His body weight was all that was needed to keep you in place as he humped you like he was a fucking needy teenager.
You were whining into his mouth and trying like hell to get your hands free but no fucking way he was going to let you go. Not yet. He wanted to make you cum like this. Make you so sensitive that when he did remove all of your clothing he'd have you coming on his cock in seconds.
"Si, please" You manged to beg but all he did was swallow that pretty beg into his feverish, rough kiss.
He didn't have to say a fucking word to make you crazy. He lifted his head to lock his eyes with yours. There were tears filling your eyes ready spill. You were so fucking pretty like this. So fucking needy for him. All it took was that single heated look from Simon and you were soaking your panties so much it dampened through his pants to his boxers.
"Good girl, now you can have my cock." He cooed as he finally pulled away to give you what you needed.
And he was right. Only of a few seconds into finally getting his dick in you and you were already coming so fucking hard. Yea, he knows exactly what to do to you know. You're so fucked.
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Kyle "Gaz" Garrick
Kyle was a pretty reserved man when it came to you and your love life. He wasn't one of those men who would brag about fucking you and how he'd fuck you. Most of his team assumed he was pretty vanilla in bed. Not that they cared it was just the vibe he gave off. But they couldn't be more wrong. Yea, most of the time Kyle liked to fuck you nice and slow. He wouldn't lie that missionary was his favorite position only because he could watch your pretty face.
Then there were days when he'd get back from a bad mission or one of the other guys would piss him off or get on his nerves a little too much. He'd never say anything to any of them. He'd just go straight to you. He'd never say a word just take what he wanted how he wanted it.
It had been a pretty rough day. Everything that could go wrong did. Everything that could possibly get on his nerves did. So when he came into your shared room fuming you already had an idea about what was going to happen.
What you didn't expect was for him to pull you to the center of the bed and start dry humping you like a damn teenager. He had you pinned to the bed with his body weight. His hands holding your legs open wide so he had all the room he needed to rub against you.
"Ky, what is-"
"Shush baby. I just need to cum then we can talk." He told you a little harsher then he ever had before.
It was fucking obvious he was desperate. His head hiding in the crook of your neck. His clothed dick rubbing against you fast and hard. It was almost painful but then you heard the quick sharp breathes Kyle was breathing against your neck. And fuck if the whole situation wasn't one of the hottest things you'd ever experienced. Having him hold you down and keep you still while he desperately chased his own release. You were suddenly very, very okay with him using you like his whenever he wanted.
When he came it damn near had you coming right behind him. His quiet groan of your name as his hips stuttered against you. You'd never seen him so frustrated and desperate but you found yourself silently pleading that whatever had happened to make him act like this could happen a little more often.
Even more so when he actually fucked you into the god damn mattress.
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Keegan P. Russ
Keegan was your guilty pleasure. You knew you shouldn't have a thing for him. He was a broody asshole on a good day but the man fucked like a god. You had happily took on the title of his little sex toy. Always being used whenever he wanted. However he wanted you. And you were so fucking eager to please him.
When you woke up in the middle of the night to find yourself face down on your mattress with a heavy weight on top of you, you weren't concerned. You knew who it was. This wasn't the first time he'd woken you woken you up in a similar situation but usually he already had his dick in you. This time you were still clothed but you good feel his hard cock rubbing fiecely against your ass.
"Keegan?" You questioned quietly.
"Yea, it's me. Sorry little one not much time. You let me get off like this and I'll fuck you real good when I get back." His voice was breathy but just as stern as it always was.
"You know you can do whatever you want to me." You told him quietly.
He chuckled quietly as his hand suddenly landed on the bed right next to your face. You felt his body loom over your back but the motion of his hips never faltered.
"You're god damn right little one. My little fuck toy to do with as I please and you'll just be a good girl and take what I give you. Won't you?"
You couldn't stop the quiet moan from slipping past your lips. As hot as his dirty talk was you knew it was more for him than for you. So of course you played along doing and saying exactly what he wanted you too.
"Yes, Sergeant." You breathed out.
His groan was enough to make you want to beg for more. You could see his ungloved had against the bed. You thought about grabbing it. Doing anything just to feel his skin against yours but then that hand fisted the seat. He cursed under his breath as his hips stuttered out of rhythm. A few seconds later he was climbing off you.
Before you could say anything he was gone and you were left a needy fucking mess.
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Konig
Anyone who looked at this man just saw a monster. Towering over everyone. Face covered and absolutely deadly but he had a secret. A secret that only you knew. He was a submissive little bitch. But only for you. Your good boy. Those two words alone were enough to make him cum. He loved to be teased. To be told what to do. For you to take his pleasure into your own hands. They way you took care of him was like nothing he'd ever experienced.
You knew when he came home from the latest mission that he was in a bad state. A place only you could pull him out of. You waisted no time taking him to your bed and stripping everything piece of cloth off of him except his briefs. You kept your underwear and that shirt you were wearing (his shirt) on as you climbed over him. You could seen in his eyes he was already eager for what you would do to him. What you would do for him.
You opted for his favorite thing. A good ole fashioned dry humping. Not only was it hot as fuck to him but god was the perfect mixture of pleasing and teasing and he fucking loved it. His head instantly falling to the side as his arms went limp at his sides. Already completely given in to you. He and you both knew he was in good hands.
You kept your pace steady as you grind your clothed pussy down on him. Even with the clothing in the way his massive cock felt so fucking good.
"Scheiße, baby" (Fuck, baby) He whimpered softly which only encouraged you. Watching him lay below you with no fight, completely yours, had you read to snap already. You just fucking loved him like this.
"You going to cum for me pretty boy?" You teased him as you gently scratched your nails down his stomach.
"Ja prinzessin" (Yes princess) He moaned.
"Go on then, be a good boy and cum." And of course he did. Who the hell is he to deny anything you tell him to do? You spent a few minutes after that praising him and kissing all over his bare skin until he was rutting his still hard cock up into you. You knew what your good boy needed and you'd always, always, take care of him.
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Colonel Alejandro Vargas
There was nothing about Alejandro that wasn't attractive. You were in love with every beautiful inch of that man. You weren't a native spanish speaker but you'd learned enough. Mostly filthy, dirty talk. The man could make you cum just from telling you what he wanted to do to you. In spanish of course.
But when he got severally injured and ended up in the informory you were out of your mind with worry. You never left his side. And when he finally was told he'd be discharged the next day you were so elated you hopped onto the bed to straddle him. Your lips crashing against his.
He couldn't help but smile into your kiss. You'd been so worried. He'd seen it in those pretty eyes. He hated doing that to you. He hated the whole situation and the fact he hasn't been able to fuck you in damn near two weeks. It's been far too long. But when he brought the need up to you, you were hesitant. Of course you wanted to. You'd always want to fuck him. To touch him. But he was still healing and you were terrified of hurting him.
"Let's compromise" You told him softly.
"Estoy escuchando mi amor." (I'm listening my love.) He'd damn near whisper as his hands slowly massaged the top of your thighs.
"I'll help you cum gently. And in a day or two when you feel even better I'll let you do all the disgustingly filthy things you want." You told him knowing he'd agree immediately.
His loud laugh made you bounce on him slightly.
"That can be arranged mi amor. Voy a destruirte." (I'm going to destroy you) He breathed out.
You started to roll your hips against him. The instant friction making you both curse softly. It really hap been far too long.
"I look forward to it Colonel." You teased him earning a soft swaft to the back of your thigh.
In minutes you were both gone. You were rutting against each other both so fucking desperate to cum. Your soft moans and his grunts feeling the small, quiet hospital room. It didn't matter if someone would to walk in now neither of you would stop. You were both so close to that high. That pleasure you'd been denied for two weeks.
When you finally came your eyes closed in bliss as you went limp against Alejandro's chest. You could hear how fast his heart was beating. Both of your breathing was labored but you both felt a million times better. Just to share that feeling together was enough to sate you both for the time being.
Rated: MATURE! 18+ ONLY! Insecure reader! Body hate! Self hate! Smut! Unprotected Sex! Daddy Kink! Rough sex! Pet names! Oral sex! Praising! Orgasm Denial! Fingering! Choking! (I think that's it..)
Fandom: COD/MW2
Word Count: 4,592 (oops)
I haven't been in a writing mood for awhile! But all of a sudden these fucking men from a VIDEO GAME have me in a God damn chokehold! So here's this piece of cake that hasn't been out of my head for a good minute. Hope you enjoy!
You don't have the highest self-esteem but you never let the boys know about it. One night the team had free, some joking comments and compliments make you snap and show how you really feel about yourself. Captain Price is quick to fix the problem.
Before joining the military you thought you were pretty. After joining not much has changed about your appearance other than gaining a decent amount of muscle. But for the several years you'd been a soldier you'd been single. Not by choice though. Any man you'd ever hit on or that started to hit on you always reacted the same when they found out you were military. If they made it far enough to get you undressed they were immediately turned off by the sculpt of you. Your body was basically all hard and lean muscle at this point. Apparently men didn't like that on a woman.
When you joined the 141 you made sure to keep those feelings about yourself private. None of your teammates even attempted anything but they were all nice. They quickly became friends of yours.
It was one night the whole team had a free night. All of you sitting around a table taking shots and jabs at each other. You were laughing along with them but silently praying none of them turned to you with the stupid comments. Ghost sat on one side of you and Soap on the other. You were nursing your glass of whiskey some what ignoring the men around you until Soap said your name.
"(Y/N)" Soap said turning to you with a wicked grin.
You tried hard not to visibly tense as all the eyes turned to you.
"What about ye?" Soap asked then down the rest of the dark liquid in his glass.
"What about me?" You asked quietly.
Soap chuckled as he shook his head.
"It's a good thin' ye'r hot cause ye never listen." He said with a large grin.
Your body did visibly stiffen at that comment. The fuck is he playing at?
"We were asking each other the worst thing that ever happened during sex." Gaz asked with an amused smile.
Of course that's what they were talking about. Shouldn't be a surprise.
"Can't imagin' ye'v had many bad experiences." Soap smiled like he was taunting you.
Your brows furrowed as you looked at him. You could feel the anger bubbling under the surface. It was all fun and games to poke fun at each other but he didn't have to go straight for your biggest insecurities.
"What the fuck makes you say that?" You asked a little harshly.
He raised a questioning brow at you. When you only glared at him he leaned toward you slightly.
"Have ye seen ye?" He asked like he was shocked.
You huffed loudly as you stood from your chair. It scraped loudly on the floor at your sudden action.
"Yes, MacTavish, I unfortunately own a mirror. You don't have to rub salt in the goddamn wound. I'm well aware of what men think of me and that's why I couldn't tell you a bad experience because it's been at least five years. So fuck right off!" Every word just tumbled out of your mouth before you could stop it.
The embarrassment and self hatred was burning in your chest as you quickly left the group to hide away in your private room. You felt childish for reacting that way but his taunts had went right through you. Someone you had called a friend had brought your insecurities to the light in front of everyone.
You fell on the bed with a huff after kicking off your boots. You silently stared up at the ceiling chastising yourself for running away. You'd worked so hard to make sure you were respected and now you just flushed that down the drain.
There was a light knock on your door that made you prop yourself up on your elbows. You stared at the door as if you'd magically gain xray vision to see through it. Instead you fell back on the bed once more to stare at the ceiling. The knock sounded again a little louder this time.
"Go the fuck away." You groaned.
Instead, the door clicked open and you inwardly cursed yourself for not locking it. You didn't bother to look to see who it was. It didn't really matter. The door shut softly then the audible click of the lock had you pushing yourself back onto your elbows. The sight before you took your breath away but God you'd never fucking admit it.
There stood Captain Price leaning against your now closed and locked door. His muscular and veiny arms crossed over his chest. His blue eyes were trained on you like you were an open book before him. You had to fight not to squirm under his intense gaze. Everything about the captain was intense.
You watched him slowly push off the door then stride across the room toward you like he owned the fucking place. Well, I guess he kind of did. He stopped next to the bed keeping his eyes locked on you.
"Wanna tell me what that was about love?" He asked in a soft rasp.
That was the moment you finally pulled your eyes away from him. You fell back once more to stare up at the ceiling.
"Not really Captain." You breathed out.
He chuckled softly which should not have made your insides twist up like they did. Your breath caught in your throat as you felt his fingers cup your chin. He forced your head to the side to look up at him. A few silent seconds passed between you as your heart started to race. His rough thumb barely trailed against your bottom lip before he spoke again.
"Let me rephrase that princess. Tell me what the hell that was out there." He said quietly but the tone he used had turned stern.
It was an order. An order you wanted to disobey but in the end you both knew you couldn't. You lived and breathed for your orders. It was the only thing to get you through your day to day. Obviously Price had caught on to that.
When you stayed silent not necessarily to disobey him but more to find your words he moved closer. His knee came up to rest on the edge of your bed before his upper body leaned over you. His hands resting on the bed either side of your head.
"There's no bloody way you don't know you're attractive love." Price told you.
His warm breath fanned over your overly sensitive skin causing goosebumps. You had to bite your lip to keep yourself from making some stupid sound that would make him pull away. He'd never been this close before but you could freeze time and stay right like this forever. Basking in his scent of smoke and scotch.
When you finally registered his words you felt the heat rush to your cheeks as you turned your head away from him.
"Look at me." His voice came out in a clipped demand.
Without thinking your head snapped back to him. Your eyes instantly locking on his ridiculously blue ones. You felt like he was staring into your fucking soul which only made your heart race faster.
"(Y/N), you are fucking gorgeous." He said like it was a fact.
You couldn't stop the frown that took over your features.
"I've had enough of the jokes for one night Captain." You said harshly as you tried to push him away.
He was quick to react. He grabbed your wrists then pinned them above your head with one hand. He grabbed your face in his other hand keeping your eyes locked on his face.
"Do I look like I'm fucking joking love?" He asked harshly.
You couldn't help but scoff. You tried to pull your face from his hands but it only made him tighten him grip.
"Look, it's been at least five years. Maybe more I don't know. I stopped counting. Men don't like women like me. It's unattractive to have muscles or be able to shoot a gun with prefect precision even in the worst fucking chaos. Being able to take a man of any size to the ground without breaking a sweat." You explained with a look of hatred in your eyes.
The Captain blinked silently down at you before he cracked a grin that had your entire body wanting to press as close to him as possible. You were not ready for him to change his position above you. He moved quickly keeping your hands pinned so he was kneeling between your legs. His much larger body looming over you.
"No princess, those weren't men. They are still boys." Price said softly.
You furrowed your brows at him. What the hell did that mean?
"You need someone who isn't intimidated by how strong you are. How fucking incredibly skilled you are. You want to know what I think?" He asked almost breathlessly as he lowered himself.
You could only look up at him. Your voice felt lodged in your throat. The hand that was holding your face released you so he could run his thumb softly over your lips.
"Answer me angel." He told you.
You swallowed hard before nodding with a breathless 'yes'. As soon as you said it his hips came down to rest against yours. You sucked in a sharp breath as his hard erection was easily felt against you.
"I think you're the prettiest little thing I've ever seen. The sight of you having a man in your sights, knowing when it's a clear shot and just fucking taking it. Watching you effortlessly bring a man down, especially when you kick Ghost's ass while sparring. That shit only does this to me." He rolled his hips against you as if to punctuate his point.
That time you weren't quick enough to stop that small whimper that slipped out. He rolled his hips against you again with more pressure. His head dipped down. His breath fanning across your neck.
"Let me show you how breathtaking you are love." He said softly.
His lips were barely touching the skin of your neck. All you had to do was shift your head slightly and he'd be kissing your skin.
"Yes, please Captain." You gasped out.
He chuckled softly then his lips were on you. A shaky breath escaped you as you arched into him. His warm lips trailed up your neck. His beard tickling your skin.
The moment he finally kissed your lips you completely melted under him. Your legs instantly wrapped around his hips pulling him tighter against you. He rolled his hips against you causing you to gasp against his lips. He took the opportunity to slip his tongue into you. You felt completely inexperienced but God did he feel good.
Your hands held tightly to his shirt as you lost your mind in his kiss. It had been so long since someone had touched you like this you already couldn't think straight.
"Fucking hell love." Price breathed out as he finally broke the kiss.
You whimpered softly as he pulled back from you. His large rough hands slid under your shirt making you hiss from the sudden heat. He pulled you into a sitting position by pulling your shirt. As soon as you were up he jerked your shirt off over your head. His fingers expertly undid your bra tossing it away.
Your first instinct was to cover yourself but before you could he grabbed your wrists pinning them on each side of your head.
"Don't even think about it princess." He ordered in a deeper rasp than usual.
He held your arms in place as he leaned back. All you could do was watch him. His blue eyes were much darker now as he raked his eyes over every exposed inch of your skin. You couldn't help but feel incredibly vulnerable under his gaze. He licked his lips then dipped back down.
His hot mouth claiming one of your nipples harshly. You gasped out, back arching into him. He sucked sharply then nipped enough to hurt. You moaned louder than you meant as his tongue licked over the area he'd bit. He trailed kisses across your chest to your other nipple where he did the same.
Your mind was quickly fogged up with his scent and the almost overwhelming heat of his body. Your hips bucked up trying to get more friction. It only made him chuckle softly as he continued to kiss and lick every inch of your skin. You didn't know what to do as your Captain practically worshipped you with his mouth. Every now and then he would suck harshly at your skin enough to leave a bruise then continued on. You just knew your skin was going to be littered in bruises from him in the morning. You couldn't help moaning from that thought alone.
"Captain" you whimpered as he sucked harshly at your neck.
"Shh, princess, I'm gonna take my time. I'm not leaving an inch of skin untouched." He said as he started to moved down your stomach.
He used his tongue to slowly trace each dip and line of your abs. Your eyes fluttered closed as his mouth kissed and nipped at every insecurity you had.
He finally released your wrists as he went lower getting closer to the hem of your uniform pants. Your hands remained motionless on the bed where he'd been holding them. Your brain wasn't functioning enough to realize he'd actually let you go. Then he was undoing your pants and tugging them harshly down your legs until he could discard them to the floor.
If you had been more coherent you would have been trying to cover yourself again. Instead your hips were coming off the bed as Price softly kissed from your ankle all the way up to your inner thigh. He nipped softly at your flesh before moving to the other leg. By the time he reached the inner thigh of your second leg you were a mewling mess on the bed. A constant flow of whimpers and moans that filled his ears like it was a fucking symphony.
"How are you feeling darling?" He asked as he positioned his body to lay between your legs.
You panted heavily trying to calm yourself enough to answer.
"I.. God Captain.. I feel like I'm going to explode." You panted squeezing your eyes shut as embarrassment flooded your cheeks.
Price chuckled as his large hands wrapped around your thighs spreading you open wider.
"That's good angel. I want to wind you up so tight that when you come it'll take you days to recover." He breathed out against your throbbing cunt.
You let out a pathetic sounding whimper as your eyes rolled back. You didn't think it was possible but if anyone could achieve it then it was John fucking Price. He already had you a soaked and pathetic mess and all he'd done was kiss you.. fucking everywhere.
Now his mouth was an inch away from where you needed it most but you couldn't even move. All you could do was lay there and try to breath.
A loud drawn out moan fell from your lips as your Captain's tongue slowly licked from your entrance to your clit. He hummed in what felt like approval. The small sound sending a shiver through your body.
"Fuck love you're soaked." He panted.
You didn't have a chance to fully prepare before he was feasting on you in full force. His tongue expertly tasting you. His lips suctioning around your clit.
"Fuck John" you moaned as your hands tangled into his well kept hair.
He groaned against you making you buck your hips against him. The coil in your stomach was tightening by the second. Your thighs tried to clamp shut around his head but he kept you spread open for him easy enough. You choked on a moan as your climax grew even closer.
Price suddenly released you when you were right on the edge making you whine tightening your fingers in his hair. Your body shook from the frustration of being so close to release. His chuckle only frustrated you more.
"John.. please" you begged needing to snap the damn knot in you loose.
He placed a soft gentle kiss to your clit making you jerk.
"That's it baby. But I'm not even close to finished. You'll come when you can't fucking stand another touch." He breathed against you.
Instead of his mouth this time his rough fingers lightly spread your folds to coat them in your wetness. He slowly pushed one finger into you as his thumb pressed against your clit making you hiss. As his finger moved faster he raised up a little more so he could watch you.
Your head was tipped back as you squeezed your eyes closed. Your breaths were coming in quick short puffs. He could already see the bruises lifting to the surface all over you. That sight alone had him pushing a second finger inside you and picking up his pace. Your back arched off the bed as your nails dug into his scalp.
"God dammit (Y/N), you look so fucking beautiful like this." He breathed out as he watched you grow closer to your orgasm.
When you clenched around his fingers he quickly with drew them. You groaned loudly gasping for breath.
"You son of a bitch." You hissed.
That only made him laugh as he watched you pant and squirm from being denied yet again.
"What do you want love?" He asked placing soft kisses on your hips.
Your fingers were still tangled in his hair as you tried to calm yourself down so you wouldn't knee him in the face. You tightened your grip pulling his lips away from the skin of your hips making him hiss.
"I want you to use that fucking tongue to make me come, Captain." You told him sternly as you stared down at him.
His lips twitched up into a shit eating grin then he licked his lips. The fucking sound that came out of you when his mouth finally went back to your cunt had him almost bursting in his fucking pants. He was already so hard it was fucking painful.
"Fuck yes John" you panted as you forced his face even further between your thighs.
He groaned against you as his hands grabbed your thighs shoving them up toward your chest. He seemed to go completely fucking feral against you like you would be his last fucking meal. Your body was tightening almost unbearably as he brought you back to the edge for a third time. This time he didn't pull away. He kept up his pace licking and sucking harshly until you started to shake beneath him. You came with a scream of his title which only spured him on. You were panting, breathless and weak as he continued tonguing your throbbing clit.
You finally gripped his hair and jerked his head back from you. The grin that was on his face made you want to slap him. Then the come soaking his beard made you moan softly as you fell limply against the bed. He slowly crawled up your body until he was hovering over you.
"You okay darling?" He asked softly as he peppered your neck with soft kisses.
"Yes Captain" you panted.
He sat up abruptly then ripped his shirt off over his head. Your eyes were instantly glued to the dusting of dark hair across his chest. Your fingers inched to run through it as he stood from the bed. You whimpered quietly at the loss of his body heat.
"Don't worry princess, I'm not finished." He told you as he popped the button on his pants open.
You found yourself sitting up slightly as he finished undoing his cargos. He shoved them and his underwear down his legs in one motion kicking them off to the floor. Your mouth watered of its on accord at the sight of his hard as steel cock straining against his stomach. He climbed back on the bed to kneel between your still spread legs.
You reached down wrapping your hand around him. You give him a squeeze as you slowly start to pump him in your first. Your breath catches as you watch his head fall back as a quiet groan slips past his lips. He was undoubtedly the most sinfully sexy man you'd ever met in your entire life.
"Fuck" He panted as he suddenly grabbed your wrist.
You looked at him in confusion as he pulled your hand away from him. The sight of you only made him smile.
"You can have your wicked way with me another night love. Tonight is about you." He told you as he leaned over you.
His dick brushed against your sensitive clit making your hips buck up to his. His large hand grabbed your hip forcing you back to the bed and holding you there. He slowly rubbed his aching cock over your clit a few times torturing you both before finally pressing his head against your entrance.
You hiss as he slowly pushed into you. The stretch stung but you didn't want him to stop. It had been so long since you'd felt this way. Words couldn't describe how fucking good it was. When he was only half way in he pulled back almost completely then sank back in. Your mouth hung open in a silent moan as you fisted the sheets beneath you. You both groaned in unison when he finally bottomed out inside you.
"John" you breathed out looking up to lock your eyes with his.
His forehead came down to rest against yours as he stayed buried to the hilt inside you. His breathing was heavier now. His blue eyes much darker.
"Tell me when I can move baby girl." He breathed out in an almost strained voice.
The sting of him stretching you was still there but God you didn't want to wait. You couldn't wait. You wrapped your shaking legs around his waist. Your arms went around his neck pulling him flat against your chest.
"Please John" you whimpered against his neck.
His large hands rested on your hips holding you down to the bed.
"Please what baby? Tell me what you want." He ordered softly as he raised his head to look you in the eyes.
"Fuck me Captain." You pleaded as you barely rolled your hips against his.
That was all he needed. He pulled back then slammed back in making you cry out loud anough for the rest of the team to hear. You didn't even care. The haze of him had you so fucked up you couldn't care if the whole team was standing in the room watching this whole fucking thing.
He picked up his pace pounding his hips against you roughly. You couldn't string together a single coherent word. The only thing tumbling out of you was filthy sounds with the occasional whine of his name. All of it only made him crazier. Made him fuck you harder. He wanted to see how loud he could make you scream.
He could feel you clenching around him so fucking tight. The sounds of your arousing were obscenely loud in the room mixing with the slap of your hips and the beautiful fucking sounds he was forcing out of you.
"Fuck, that's it love. You're taking me so fucking well." He praised against your jaw then nipped at the skin.
His hands on your hips gripped so tight you knew there'd be bruises of his fingers there tomorrow. He gave you a particularly hard thrust that brought your back off the bed.
"Fuck daddy" you breathed out without even thinking.
His hips stopped instantly which was what made you realize what you'd said. He sat back on his knees as panic filled you. Then his large hand was around your throat pulling you up and against his chest. His hand tightened slightly just enough to make your cunt clench him tighter.
"Say it again." He commanded as he looked at you through lust blown blue eyes.
"Daddy.. please" you panted as one of your hands wrapped around his wrist holding your throat.
The sound that came out of him was nothing but feral. He shoved you back onto the bed keeping his hand around your throat to hold you in place. His hips picked up to fuck you into absolute oblivion. Your eyes rolled back as he pounded into you. The familiar knot in your gut tightening exponentially.
"You going to come for me baby?" He asked in a deep rasp.
He didn't expect you to respond. He just wanted to push you further. Closer to that edge. The sight of you alone could have been enough for him to fucking loose it. Your hair was a tangled mess, you were sweaty, just a total fucking mess. And it was all because if him. You were so fucking cock drunk right now he was sure you didn't even know your own name and the fucking sight had him rutting into you even deeper.
"Be a good girl and come on daddy's cock." He ordered breathlessly as his hand tightened enough to cut off some of your air supply.
You gasped head tilting back as your body tensed up then shook as you came so hard you almost forced his dick out of you. He fucked you through the after shocks but as you finally fell limply to the bed he knew you were his. The blissed out smile that spread on your lips only confirmed it.
A few quick hard thrusts into you had him filling your tight little cunt to the brim. With a deep breath he pulled out of you making you whimper softly. He couldn't help but watch as his cum leaked out of your pretty little pussy.
With a low groan he fell onto the bed next to you. He knew he didn't need to say anything. Neither did you. Instead of speaking he grabbed your hand to pull your body against his own. He softly kissed the top of your head as he wrapped an arm tightly around you to hold you against him.
*The Next Day*
You were definitely sore as hell when you woke up the next morning but blissfully satisfied. It didn't bother you much that the Captain wasn't there when you got up. You knew he was an earlier riser.
It was another day off so after a quick breakfast you changed into a pair of shorts and a sports bra to go train. When you walked into the room your whole team was already there. Soap and Gaz were sparring while Ghost yelled pointers at the both of them. The Captain stood back a few feet watching them all with his sharp blue eyes.
When the door closed behind you with a thud everyone's eyes landed on you.
"Steamin Jesus, Captain did you fuck her or maul her?" Soap asked with a shit eating grin on his face.
Gaz laughed loudly as he got back to his feet.
"I don't think I've ever seen that many fucking bruises on someone before and I've seen Ghost beat the shit out of plenty of men." Gaz laughed.
You actually found yourself giving the two idiots a small smile. You oddly enough didn't mind these kind of jabs. You also really fucking liked the sight of your skin covered in a plethora of love bites from your Captain.
Rated: MATURE!! 18+ ONLY!!! MENTIONS OF KIDNAPPING AND PHYSICAL ASSAULT! FWB! ROUGH SEX! UNPROTECTED SEX! ORAL SEX (F RECEIVING)! DIRTY TALK!
Fandom: Sons of Anarchy (SOA)
Happy fucking Lowman. That man was Seriously one of a kind. Ever since I moved to Charming Happy and I have had a little arrangement. I met him my first week in town. That was a good Six or seven months ago. There was a spark between us instantly. We both agreed that we weren't looking for anything serious. Instead, we opted for the classic friends with benefits.
For the past six or seven months everything has been perfect. That was until an enemy of the sons came knocking. You'd think I'd have nothing to do with that situation since Happy and I aren't dating but some dickhead decided that fucking each other was good enough. So, I ended up kidnapped in hope of luring the sons out cause "they had Happy's girl". I told them I wasn't Happy's girl and that it was just harmless fucking but for some reason they didn't believe me.
My kidnappers proceed to beat the shit out of me when they decided the sons were taking to long. When the leather wearing bikers did show up I was an absolute mess. I was coherent enough to see Happy come in guns blazing but that just seemed to be his style. Once I was rescued like some damsel in distress Happy took me home and then with the help of Tara and Jax I was bandaged up.
For the next week Happy stayed close to my house "to keep an eye out". That entire week was hell for me. I had never been in a bad situation especially nothing on that level. Every night, or basically anytime I closed my eyes I was thrown right back to those fucking beasts. For the most part I was able to deal with the nightmares but the lack of sleep was really starting to get to me.
I sat in my kitchen trying to drink my fourth cup of coffee in two hours when I heard the loud rumbling of a motorcycle drawing closer. I immediately got up and went for the door. Just as I stepped outside Happy was climbing off his bike in my driveway.
"Just keeping an eye out?" I asked loud enough to get his attention.
He smirked as he shook his head. He quickly walked over to me stopping when he was a step away.
"You can never be too careful." He quipped.
"Wanna come in?" I asked nodding my head towards the door.
"Sure" he said with a curt nod.
I turned quickly heading inside with him right behind me. He closed the door as I continued back into the kitchen. I poured my half empty coffee cup out then turned to lean my back against the counter.
"Have things been quiet?" I asked softly.
Happy sighed as he crossed his arms over his chest.
"No, we are having issues with the remaining members of the crew that took you." He told me flatly.
A cold chill went down my spine at his words. I've never been one to scare easy but maybe that's because I've never had any real thing to be scared of. That is until now. I don't doubt that the remaining crew members are pissed at the sons but I'm almost positive that most of that anger is towards Happy and his trigger finger. That thought alone scared me. Even though we set clear rules down for this little endeavor of ours I couldn't help but get attached to this man. I mean I'm not in love with him but he is an important part of my life now and honestly I don't know what I'd do if he wasn't around anymore.
"You alright? I can practically see the steam coming out of your ears." He asked in that soft gravel voice I'd only ever heard him use with me.
I thought about his question for a moment before walking over to him. As soon as I reached him I leaned against his chest. I felt his large arms wrap around me as I took a deep breath.
"Spend the night with me." I said softly.
I felt him tense slightly. Rule number two: we never spend the night.
"You really think that's a good idea?" He asked.
I sighed then stepped back out of his hold.
"Probably not but I've barely slept the past week. I just want one good night's rest. I'm only gonna get that if you're here." I explained softly.
The next second his hands were grabbing me and pulling me back into his chest. It should worry me how safe and good it felt to have his arms wrapped around me.
"I'll stay but just one night." He said like it was the most simple and realistic answer anyone would have said.
A small part of me suddenly ached from his words. Just one night? What if I want him to be here every night? I mentally scolded myself for even thinking that. I knew I needed to make this situation a little less touchy feely.
"Plus it's been way to long since you've railed me." I said as nonchalantly as I could.
It must have sounded good because Happy laughed a loud and hearty laugh. His large hands were suddenly on my ass cupping each cheek gently. I wrapped my arms around his neck already knowing what his next move would be. Without a word he lifted me off the floor by his grip on my ass. I immediately wrapped my legs around his waist. He wasted no time in getting me to my bedroom. He dropped me on the bed and then ripped his own shirt off tossing it to the floor.
"Don't worry baby girl, I'll make up for the time you had to go without my dick." He said in a slightly deeper voice.
I breathed out a laugh as he climbed on the bed to kneel between my legs. His large rough hands slowly caressed my skin. He started at my knees slowly moving upward and under my shirt. I leaned forward enough for him to pull the fabric over my head and discard it.
His lips were on mine so suddenly it felt like all the air had been sucked right out of me. I didn't waste a single second as I kissed him back desperately. Even though I was scared to be alone tonight it really had been for too long since we had fucked.
His kiss moved to my jaw then my neck. He paused to suck harshly on the sweet spot under my ear. I couldn't stop the moan that came out of me but Happy seemed pleased with the sound as he continued his decent with his lips.
He took a minute or two to show a good amount of attention to each of my breasts and nipples. By the time he reached the hem of my shorts I was already a babbling mess. He made quick work of ridding me of the thin fabric shorts.
Once the fabric was thrown to the floor he grabbed my thighs to force my legs open. He positioned himself between my thighs so my now soaked cunt was in his direct line of sight. My head fell back against the bed as he used one long finger to swipe slowly from clit to entrance.
"You're so fucking wet baby girl and I've barely touched you." Happy said softly keeping his eyes on his prize the entire time.
The loudest and dirtiest moan I've ever made came out of me as he latched on to my sensitive clit. There was no build up to it. He immediately came at me like a starved and desperate man. He sucked harshly on my clit making me whine and buck my hips. One of his arms laid over my stomach to hold me in place while he feasted.
"Fuck Happy that feels so good." I moaned as my back arched off the bed.
He hummed against me making me see stars as my orgasm quickly approached. Just as my body began to tense from the beginning wave of my climax Happy's mouth withdrew.
"Oh you son of a bitch." I groaned.
I yelped as he gave a harsh slap to my clit.
"Watch it (y/n) " He ordered darkly.
A few seconds passed then he placed a soft kiss on my clit before he stood to remove his pants.
"I want you to come on my dick baby girl not my tongue. I'll make sure you sleep good tonight." He said in a deeper gravel voice than his usual tone.
"Oh god, please Hap." I moaned breathlessly.
His dark chuckle sent a shiver down my spine. He lined himself up using my own wetness to coat himself before filling me to the hilt. My back arched off the bed as my mouth hung open in the midst of a silent moan. I had honestly forgotten how big he was.
"You haven't use any of your toys have you?" He asked suddenly.
I shook my head trying to calm my breathing.
"They don't do much for me anymore." I panted.
Happy lean over me so his face was an inch or two from mine.
"Why is that?" He asked tilting his head to the side.
He still hadn't moved which was starting to drive me a little crazy. I tried to back my hips up into him but his weight easily kept me held in place.
"I want you to say it baby. Tell me why those little toys of your's don't get the job done anymore." His voice was one level below a growl.
When I didn't answer him immediately he pulled almost completely out of me then slammed back inside with a teetering on painful but incredibly good thrust of his hips.
"You Happy! None of them come close to making me feel as good as you do." I shouted.
I felt like I was an egg about to crack. Happy, on the other hand, seemed satisfied with my reason. He finally started to move. Fucking me with long and harsh strokes. I was a mewling mess within seconds.
"That's right baby girl. Nothing will ever make you feel as good as I do." He growled against my neck.
I moaned loudly unable to stop myself. I knew for a fact he was right about that. No toy or man would ever compare to him. He had me wrapped around his dick and his finger. I don't even know how or when it happened but it did.
"Please Happy" I begged.
I didn't even know what I was begging him for but it just felt right. His grunts and groans had grown louder and more frequent as the tenseness in my body felt like I'd snap any second.
"Come for me baby. Come all over my dick like a good girl." He ordered through Clenched teeth.
That was all it took. The tenseness in me snapped immediately as I clenched around him tightly. He swore under his breath as his hips stuttered. With a muffled groan into my neck he came. The both of us laid tangled together for a few quiet moments as we caught our breath. As I was just starting to fully come done from my high Happy suddenly got out of bed then grabbed for his clothes.
"Hap" I said softly.
He only grunted in response.
"You said you'd stay tonight." I reminded him.
His actions froze immediately. He stood in place like that for a few long seconds until he finally dropped his pants back to the floor. He came back to the bed but hesitantly laid down beside me like I might attack him any second. I tried not to think about it as I cuddled up to him laying my head on his chest.
"Thank you Happy, for everything." I told him quietly.
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I had just gotten back to Charming. I had been away for way too long but it felt good to be home even if I didn't actually have a home to go back to. My family was gone and I wasn't one to intrude on others. So until I could find a place I decided just to crash in my car. It was already late and I had parked on a random street in a neighborhood. The streets were quiet as most everyone was already in bed at home.
I was in the middle of settling in for the night when a car slowly drove past and then turned into the driveway directly in front of me. I sat as still as I could not wanting the person to think I was casing their place or something. Then I actually noticed the car. I swore under my breath as I took in the now obvious police car. A man got out still clearly in his uniform. He seemed to hesitate before walking over to my car slowly.
"Fuck" I sighed.
He gently tapped on the window. I immediately rolled it down and then smiled sweetly at him. I was taken aback for a moment as I took in his face. Oh shit, I know him.
"(Y/N)?" He asked in surprise.
"David, look at you all grown up." I chuckled softly.
He smiled but sighed as he seemed to relax a little. The two of us had gone to school together. We even dated once. We only broke up because we were going to different sides of the country for college.
"What on earth are you doing?" He asked raising a brow at me.
I gulped suddenly ashamed of my situation. If there was anyone I didn't want to see me like this it was David fucking Hale.
"I was tired. I was just gonna crash in the car for a bit before continuing on." I told him softly.
He crossed his arms over his chest drawing my eyes to how big they were.
"You just passing through?" He asked.
I sighed knowing I'd have to tell him.
"No, I'm back just don't have a place yet," I said quietly.
This time he sighed as he uncrossed his arms. He stepped back from my car as he opened my door.
"Come on," he said softly.
"What?" I asked in surprise.
"You need a place to stay for the night, right?" He asked.
"Oh no, I appreciate it David but I'm not going to intrude on you and your family," I told him softly.
He chuckled making me raise a brow at him.
"You're not intruding (Y/N). It's just me and I'm inviting you." He said with a warm smile.
For some reason, I was suddenly elated to hear that it was just him.
"I'm fine David really," I told him softly.
"I won't take no for an answer." He said as he opened my car door.
I sighed remembering how stubborn he was as a teenager. I grabbed my bag out of the passenger seat. After rolling up the car window and making sure I had my keys I followed David into his house. It wasn't anything like you'd expect for a bachelor. The house was well decorated and clean. He either spent very little time here or was a rare species of man. We walked into the living room where I dropped my bag by the couch.
"You're not sleeping on the couch." David chuckled from behind me.
I turned around looking at him with my brows scrunched together.
"Look, I was a dickish teen but I've grown up. If anyone deserves my gentleman side it's you." He said with a small smile.
I couldn't help but narrow my eyes at him as I crossed my arms over my chest.
"What, exactly, does that mean?" I asked him.
He sighs then takes a step forward.
"It means I was a moron for not stopping you from leaving when you asked me to." He said simply like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
Do you know those moments in the movies when a single second seems to last for hours? That's exactly what happened after David said that to me. His words echoed in my head as the memory of that night replayed. I did everything but beg him to ask me to stay. Instead, he told me he thought this would be a good thing for me. I took that as his way of easily breaking up with me. The gentle touch of his hand on my arm brought me out of my memories immediately.
"You can have my bed for the night. I don't plan on sleeping much tonight anyway. Too much stuff to go over for work." He said with a warm smile.
"I can't ask you to give up your own bed," I told him softly.
He chuckled shaking his head.
"You haven't changed a bit." His smile was bigger now.
I scoffed playfully rolling my eyes at him.
"Actually I have but not my heart of gold as you always called it." I chuckled softly.
"Good, I always loved that about you." He smiled but didn't look at me.
I just smiled and shook my head at him as I picked up my bag. I silently followed him to his bedroom. He opened the door but didn't step inside.
"This is you. Make yourself at home. The bathroom is down the hall, the first door on the right. I'm actually gonna call in some pizza for dinner." He told me.
I nodded taking in all the info.
"That sounds great. I'm gonna take a shower real quick then I'd love some pizza." I smiled at him.
He nodded and then quickly left me alone. I stepped into his bedroom closing the door behind me. I dug through my bag to find some pjs but I quickly realized I didn't pack anything but jeans and shirts. It's a little hard to change or sleep in pjs in a car. I huffed but shrugged it off. David's seen me naked before so I'm not too worried about it. Even if it was a few years ago. I quickly stripped out of my clothes leaving them on the floor by my bag then casually made my way out of the room towards the bathroom. I heard David spit out something he was drinking and cough from somewhere behind me. I only smirked to myself as I stepped into the bathroom.
I took my time in the shower. The hot water felt absolutely heavenly. I couldn't remember the last time I had a really good shower. My whole trip home was cheap run-down motels or sleeping in my car and using baby wipes to clean myself the best I could. It's been a rough road but I had to come home. I couldn't stay out there anymore. I couldn't stay close to him.
When I finally felt refreshed and more than clean I shut the water off. I towel myself and my hair dry then wrapped the towel tightly around myself before exiting the room. As soon as I stepped into the hall I could instantly smell the fresh pizza. I followed the scent into David's kitchen where he was sitting at the counter mid-bite. He looked up noticing the towel immediately.
"Is there a reason for the nakedness?" He asked with an amused grin.
I shrugged and then sat down beside him. I grabbed a slice of pizza before answering.
"Just didn't pack any pjs." I told him before taking a bite of the food.
He nodded but looked like he wanted to question me further. That must be the cop in him. I chuckled to myself at the thought. We both ate two slices in silence before David got up and then disappeared towards his bedroom. I didn't think much of it so I just grabbed another slice and started eating it. I was halfway through it when he came back into the room. He had something in his hand which he handed me after sitting back down. It took me a minute to realize it was a shirt. One of his shirts. It was obvious it was much too large for me but I guess that was the point. I put it on over the towel and then stood up. As the shirt fell down my body I pulled the towel out from under it. I looked up to David as the shirt fell to just above my knees. His eyes were glued to the bottom of the shirt that barely hid my most sensitive parts. If I was to bend over everything would surely be on full display.
"Nope, I don't think that's helping." He said in a lower-than-usual voice.
I chuckled softly. I snapped my fingers in front of his face.
"My eyes are up here Hale," I told him playfully.
"Oh, I know fully where your eyes are sweetheart. I thought my shirt would help with the thought of you being naked but I was wrong. Seeing you in my shirt like that is way worse." He informed me.
I couldn't help but laugh. Talk about someone who hasn't changed at all.
"I use to wear your shirts all the time." I rolled my eyes at him.
"Yea, remember what usually happened when you did?" He asked with a small smirk.
I couldn't help the smile that spread on my face. I do indeed remember what would happen every time I use to wear his clothes. That's why I would wear them.
"Why do you think I would steal your clothes?" I asked him.
I watched him freeze for a moment as he registered my words.
"Wait, you did it on purpose?" He asked in surprise.
I chuckled shaking my head at him.
"Wow, guys really are clueless," I said more to myself.
"Excuse me, I am not clueless." He said playfully.
"Really? Ok, the first time we had sex who started it?" I asked him with a shit-eating grin on my face.
He scowled as his eyebrows scrunched together in thought.
"I thought I did but now you have me thinking I didn't." He said in an unsure tone.
"That's because you didn't. It started with a simple 'accidental' touch." I told him, using air quotes to make my point.
He raised an eyebrow in question at me. I shrugged and then took another bite of my slice of pizza.
"No, no, I specifically remember being in my truck. We were kissing and I made the move." He said like he was trying to defend his honor.
I shook my head.
"That was after. Before we got in the car I dropped my house keys. I purposely bent over directly in front of you knowing I would rub up against you when I did so." I informed him.
He scrunched his face up in confusion.
"There's no way you were that manipulative." He shook his head.
I laughed at that.
"I knew exactly what to do to get what I wanted but make you think it was your idea," I told him with a shrug.
"You were a good girl!" He shouted in shock.
"Nope, just a really smart bad girl." I chuckled.
This time he narrowed his eyes at me.
"I don't believe you," He said slowly.
I watched him for a moment knowing he was trying his hand at doing what I always had. It had been a few years but even now sitting here next to him and reminiscing about our past I know I never actually moved on from him. I only pushed it to the side while I continued on. I could also thank him for letting me stay here.
I slipped out of my chair moving to stand behind his. I raised up on my toes so I could lean over him but keep the side of my head against his. I slowly moved my hands down his chest towards where I know he wanted them the most.
"You're not as good at this game as I am Hale. I'm a master." I whispered.
I lightly brushed my hands across the crotch of his pants making his breath hitch. I could feel just how wound up and tense he is.
"How long has it been Davey?" I asked softly.
"Too long," He said with a shaky breath.
I smirked knowing his answer before he said it. I pulled away from him completely and then walked to the entrance of the living room. David looked frustrated that I had walked away from him but his eyes were glued to me.
"You coming?" I asked as I motioned my head for him to follow me.
I couldn't help but chuckle when he quickly got up. With hurried steps, I made my way to his bedroom. I had barely stepped into the room when he suddenly collided with my back. I gasped at the unexpected action. I heard the door slam closed behind us as he pushed the both of us forward towards the bed. Right before we reached the bed I turned around to face him. I grabbed the collar of his uniform pulling him down. I crashed my lips to his instantly sparking those old feelings and memories. He kissed me back fiercely as he wrapped his arms around me. I was going to turn us around but instead, David grabbed my thighs lifting me up effortlessly. I gasped in surprise as he easily laid me down on the bed. He lowered his body directly to mine. He wasted no time.
I couldn't stop the moan from slipping out as he rubbed himself against me. His lips quickly found the sweet spot under my ear that always turned me to putty. It was a little impressive that he hadn't forgotten. He grabbed the shirt I was wearing pulling up to completely exposed me. He pulled away from me to sit on his knees. His hands slowly ran up my thighs until they reached their destination. He used one single finger to swipe between my folds doing nothing but frustrating me. He groaned as he did so which sent a shiver down my spine. That's a sound I've never heard him make before. Not like that.
I was quickly tired of his slow actions. I raised up taking him off guard. I mirrored him sitting on my knees. I crashed my lips back to his as my fingers made quick work of the buttons on his deputy uniform. I shoved the shirt off his shoulders forcing myself not to linger on the ridiculous amount of defined muscles he had. He's definitely grown up.
I made quick work of his belt and pants quickly pulling him free. A quiet hiss left him as soon as I wrapped my hand around his already hard dick. I don't remember him being this big. Before I could situate myself to take him into my mouth he was shoving me back on the bed. I landed back with a huff. I blinked and he was hovering over me still in his uniform pants.
"I forgot how fucking beautiful you are." He almost whispered before peppering my neck with kisses.
I turned my neck to the side giving him more access. It seems he wants to take his time but hurry all at the same time. I tangled my fingers into his hair as he pushed my legs farther apart. My body arched into him as he rubbed the tip of his dick against me. One hard unexpected thrust into me had my back off the bed as I tightened my hold on his hair.
"Fuck David" I gasped as he filled me completely.
David groaned into my neck. He stilled himself keeping his full length inside me. My body seemed to shudder as the full realization washed over me. My hips involuntarily raised to meet his taking his dick in a little deeper. I moaned at the same time David groaned. He placed his hands on my hips in a tight grip and then shoved them back to the bed. He held me in place with an almost painful grip as he slowly started to move. My mouth opened in a silent moan as my eyes rolled back. It was like I could feel every single inch of him because of his slow calculated thrusts. His breathing was heavy like it was almost painful for him to move this slow yet he continued.
"David please" I whined gently running my hands down his broad chest.
He smiled down at me and then leaned forward so his face was right above mine. His nose brushed against mine. David's mouth attacked mine swallowing down the scream from my throat at the unexpected hard thrust into me. I felt like the breath was sucked right out of me as he held me in place as he harshly quickened his pace. Any and all noises I made were muffled into his mouth. His kiss was relentless. Lips, teeth, and tongue mashing together to make my head nothing but a lustful fog.
"Goddamn (Y/N)" he panted against my lips.
My mind was a scrambled mess from the heavily intense fucking pace David had set. I couldn't get a single word out to encourage him further all I could do was squirm and writhe beneath him as he greedily swallowed every single sound I made.
When he finally broke the kiss he leaned his forehead against mine. His hip rhythm changed but kept the same harsh snap. His heavy pants and even tighter grip on me told me he was close. At this point, I felt desperate for it. The knot in me going tighter and tighter.
"Fucking hell baby" he groaned into the crook of my neck.
The sound of his blissed voice alone had me teetering. Then he shifted his hips slightly slamming into me harder. The knot snapped shoving me off the edge. My body tensed as it arched into him. His grip tightened on my hips sure to leave bruises. He swore under his breath as he fucked me harder through it. I could feel myself squeezing him at my whole body shivered from the intense pleasure. He groaned loudly into my neck as he rolled his hips against me. The feeling of him losing himself and filling me made me moan louder. It was like everything shifted and fell into place.
Fuck I missed David. I think he may have missed me a light too. Just a guess though.
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