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@prettypinkslushie
Hi! I'm Slushie! Feel free to send me your thoughts or just be horny in my askbox 🩷
Ghost
Desperate ♡ Ego Trip ♡ Size Kink
Soap
Small Dicks
Price
Fleshlight ♡ Pink Lingerie ♡ Free Use
Konig
Squirting
maybe some day we gonna be blessed with some konig? or gaz? 😭 pls?
They found the best way for bunny hybrids to get through stress and trauma, was when they were regularly fucked. Not only that but it kept them calm and relaxed. The only problem was no one else could really keep up with a bunny hybrids stamina.
So they ran more tests and found that as long as they were filled with cum once every few days, they could just be given orgasms and it would still work.
While doing this, they conducted other tests and found most hybrids did well when they had active sex lives.
heyyya!! Everything's right over there, Slushie? So, English isn't my first language, but I really wanted to interact, sorry if it sounds robotic or you can't understand what I'm saying (or even if I sound rude, that's none of my intention!!!) So, I wanted to ask a few questions; do you write long fics too? I would love to read something long from you (I love your writing, geez!) and another thing, do you think you would bring in other Call of Duty characters or just our beloved Price, Ghost, and Soap??? Because, you see, I'm head over heels for König and I would love to see anything about him written by you!!!! (especially something involving feminization and reproduction hmmm and him being all submissive!!! or even something with an omegaverse), but if you don't, that's okay!!! I love the characters we already have. And another question, it's very genuine, please don't be offended, I really love your fics and I miss them a lot when you don't post, but I wanted to understand the process, when you take a long time to post, is it writer's block or just a lack of time??? Well, that's it!!! Thank you for your attention!!! (I'm a NB person so don't worry about which pronouns to use cmg)
Hey, so the time is because I work full time and have a bunch going on in my life. This blog is really just for fun.
Though I did just get a bunch of asks so I'll probably be more active for a bit.
I'll definitely open up to more characters i just write what and when i have ideas.
Im just vibing here basically.
Hiii can i request a bottom Ghost with top male reader who's just a ray of sunshine, and also on the lanky androgynous side and Ghost is this buff tall isolated guy who would never be seen with someone that happy (ftm ghost please)
I had a couple of ideas so you get both.
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He sat between your legs, his spread wide as your fingers teased him. Slowly rubbing his clit. He dwarfed you, his large frame so much wider then your lanky form but you had full control over him.
He whimpered quietly, choking on it in an effort to stay quiet. His brown eyes watching the area through the window. You were in a side room with a one way mirror. People walking in the hall only saw their reflections. You could see all of them from in the room.
He gasped, trying to stay quiet as you added more pressure. The room wasn't soundproof, he had to be quiet. His hips twitched, pussy dripping and clenching around nothing as you teased him.
Sliping your fingers into the first knuckle and teasing him with shallow thrusts made him bite his hand to keep quiet. Though even with just the tips of your fingers, wet sounds came from him.
"Hear how wet you are?" He whimpered into his arm at your whispered words, he knew it would only get louder as you kept going. "Ive barely done anything and your dripping. Do you like the idea of people seeing the big silent Ghost getting fucked by the team's 'Happiest' member?"
He bit down harder on his wrist as Soap stopped in front of the two way mirror to fix his hair. Looking like he was staring right at ghost even though they knew he couldn't see. It was the perfect time to finally slide your fingers fully into him.
He gasped as he bit down harder, his free hand grasping at your arm as you roughly fingered him. The sounds of his wetness filling the room. While staring at Soap through the one way, his hips jerked and his head dropped back as he came. Squirming as he squirted on your fingers.
Pulling your fingers out, you pushed them into his mouth. Making him taste himself.
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"Look at you, basically twice my size but here you are. Moaning on my cock like a bitch." Your hips snapped forward, sinking into his tight heat. "They think you have a size kink, but little do they know. You like being fucked by someone smaller than you."
"Pl-Oh fuck-please! Harder!" His large hands gripped the couch cushions, brown eyes blurry with pleasure and tears. His legs spread wide so you can easily fit between his legs to fuck him. "Need it ha-ngh-harder!"
Who were you to ignore such a perfect plea. Driving into his cunt harder, had him cumming. His pussy squeezing tight as he came. But he had begged for more, so why would you stop.
"Oh fuck!" He choked on his moans, pretty tears dripping down his cheeks as he got exactly what he wanted.
"What do you think they'd say if they knew you liked being fucked by someone you wouldn't be seen associating with outside of work, hm?" He clenched hard. "Oh, you like that? You like the idea of then seeing you get fucked by me?"
"Please!"
"Please what?"
"More! I need more! Please! Fill my pussy up!" He wailed. "I need to cum again!" He begged. His thighs shaking but still wanting more. Lifting his legs over your shoulders, you complied.
It didn't take long for a sinful sound the fall from his lips as he came again. But he needed more, so obviously 2 orgasms wasn't enough. Grabbing his clit, you tugged a bit. Squeezing and rolling it between your fingers.
He wailed. His hands flying to grab onto your arm in a desperate attempt to ground himself. His eyes snapped open, going completely silent as he squirted on your cock.
Missions were tough and stressful, leaving many issues and struggles with the men who went on them. Specially, the ones who went on the worst ones. So, as Captain, it was up to Price to make sure the team had a way to release tension.
He chose his close team, Ghost, Soap, Gaz, and you. A new method that worked for everyone.
Free use. They could use him to release stress. He expected just a quick fuck until an orgasm for both, or giving them blowjovs. That wasn't what happened.
There were a lot of quick fucks. His pants around his ankles and bent over as his pussy was roughly used. He loved it. Especially feeling the cum leak out when he was stressed.
There were lots of blowjobs, after all, he did love having a thick cock down his throat. Making his eyes water as he took it deep. Thick cum landing on his tongue.
What he didnt expect, were the drawn out ones, or the ones that didnt involve him getting their dick.
Long sessions normally meant he was in someone's bed and boy did that mean he was getting it.
He'd be on the bed, arching and gasping as he was eaten out, fingered and then fucked. Multiple times.
The other ones tended to be quick too, but it would be a hand suddenly shoved down his pants. Thick fingers pushing into him for a rough fingering that would have his toes curling.
Or being made to grind against something. Forced to chase his own pleasure against them or while they watched. Making him hump their leg or the edge of his desk until he came.
Or toys. Dildos, beads, vibrators. Anything they wanted to use on him.
Everyday, he ended up cumming at least two times, sometimes 10 or more. He never knew how much it would or how it would be, after all, everyone was different.
But when all 4 teamed up, he was in for it. His favorite, was the vibrators. 4 vibrators,four controls.
It was his best decision yet.
Omega Price who thinks no one would want an omega like him. Old, large, unomega like. What alpha would want him. He hides his insecurities well, but not well enough. You see, not only do you see, but you see a way to get what you want.
Start small, notes hidden in a desk drawer. Explicit notes, ones that would have his omega insticts go haywire.
The first time he found one, he froze. Staring at the little piece of paper with a blush on his cheeks and his pussy starting to get slick.
I couldn't stop thinking about how good your pussy would squeeze my cock.
Every note gets him all worked up and his instinct screaming for him to find the mysterious alpha and let him do everything he said.
Build it up, leave notes for weeks. Then, leave a clue. Give him something to work with so can figure out its you. But make it subtle so he thinks its an accident. Once he starts looking at you intently, send one more note.
You would look so pretty spread out on my bed in pink lingerie.
Then, wait. You'll only have to wait a day or two.
Price was laying across your bed, dressed in a pretty pink lingerie set. A bralette over his perfect tits and the pussy you had been aiming for, covered in panties. A wet spot showing how excited he was.
He was blushing, rethinking his decision but thats easy to stop. Drag him by his ankle to the edge of your bed, spread his legs, and let your mouth do the convincing.
His slick was sweet, dripping onto your tongue as he writhed on your bed. Pretty moans coming from his lips as your tongue teased him. Push his panties to the side, pull his hips into your face a bit more, and slide your tongue in.
He'll gasp and squeal, choking on his own spit at being filled with anything. His hips will rock against you, toes curling as his legs were draped over your shoulders. His legs will lock around your head as he cums, holding you right where you want to be.
As you pulled away, as he's coming down from his high. Nip at his clit, he'll squirt immediately.
Thinking of price getting used like a flashlight by his superior 😵💫 his pussy all wet and loose and filled to the brim with cum. Reader doesn't even let him touch his clit bc he's only allowed to come from Reader's cock or not come at all
He loves every second of it! Gummy walls clenching as another orgasm approaches, His thighs trembling so much he has to he held up, a puddle forming between his legs from his own cum.
Nothing makes him feel like a good soldier more then having you bend him over and slide in. His pussy gets wet just thinking about any meeting he might have with you. He started wearing pretty panties that were easy to move to the size.
He used to prep himself before but now he's so loose that it doesn't matter, his pussy easily accepting you.
Soap, who's heard everyone likes it bigger, it was just uncomfortable for him when he tried it. He tried more medium sized, it was better but still not it. Maybe the guys he slept with were just bad at sex, he refused to try again until he took a small dick.
No man wanted to admit they had a small cock so he went to the next option, a toy. He bought a dildo that was only 2 and a half inches long, extra lube coated it just in case.
He teased his clit first, penatration had never really gotten him off. Working himself until he was clenching around nothing. Then, he slowly pushed in the toy.
Pushing it until it was fully in, he slowly started thrusting it. Then he sped up, faster, faster, faster. His legs trembled and eyes started rolling. It wasn't long before he came.
After that, it was like he had to have it. Had to fuck himself with it every night. He bought a smaller one, sleeping with it in so he could wake up and still make himself stretch on the other one.
Then, he found one that would full him with fake cum at the press of a button and he found his new favorite thing, the feeling of cum dripping from his pussy. With the shortness of the toy, it dripped out faster.
"Oh fuck! Just like that!" Soap moaned as he rode the toy, it would pop out when he got too excited but that just made it better. He rubbed his clit over the tip of it before lining back up and sinking down.
"Didn't know someone could loose their minds so much on suck a small toy." He jerked up, trying to cover himself from your gaze. "You like small cocks?"
"Its none of your business." He snapped at you, embarrassed about being caught with something most people considered pointless.
"It is when that toy that has you acting like a whore is about the size of my dick." Bright blue eyes filled with predatory interest landed right on your crotch.
It wasn't long before he was laying on the bed, grasping onto the sheets with his eyes rolled back. The same length, but thicker. The thickness had his pussy clenching hard as he grasped at the bedding.
"Cum in me! Pl-Ngh-Please! I need yo-oh fuck-Your cum! Pl-" He cut himself off with a whine as he came hard, cumming around your cock. Pretty blue eyes rolling back as his body tensed.
A few more thrusts had him cumming again at the feeling of hot cum filling his pussy. He let out a soft sound as you pulled out.
Eyes snapping open at the feeling of being flooded with fake cum before his toy plugging him.
"Hows that feel?" He stared up at you, plotting how to keep you in his bed forever.
Just thinking about Simon who never touched himself or got laid. He was too busy, didn't like anyone, etc. Got top surgery but didn't feel the need for bottom surgery when he had no interesting anything in his or anyone else's pants.
Then you came and after all his life of not caring, he started getting wet regularly. Started thinking about getting fucked, or what it would feel like to cum. Wondered if it was as good as everyone made it out to be.
But he wasn't sure how to approach you. Didn't know how to go about getting himself off. Didn't know much other then his new desires.
A lucky break came through, he heard you talking with a few other soldiers. About how it was always an ego trip to give someone their first taste of pleasure. He waited as long as he could, three days. Then he knocked on his door. You opened the door and he panicked.
"Want an ego trip?" There was silence before he realized he should elaborate. "I heard you talking at the bar a few nights ago."
"Didn't take you as the pimp kind." He hesitated, nerves and desires warring with each other. He could back out or jump fully in.
"Me. I'm talking about me."
And that is what led him to laying naked on your bed as your fingers worked his cunt, giving him his first tastes of pleasure.
"Hows it feel?"
"Weird, but goo-oh." It wasn't hard to get him writhing in the sheets. His pretty pussy soaked as he drew near to his first orgasm.
"You hear that? Hear how wet you are?" The squelching was audible as you worked him. Simon just moaned, eyes rolling back.
"What about this?" A finger slid in easily, Ghost came. His first orgasm tearing through him as he grasped your shoulders, thighs shaking and breath ragged as he cried out.
"More." Simon almost immediately demanded. "I want more."
"Such a greedy cunt." Slipping another finger into him, you gave a few slow and lazy pumps before speeding up. Roughly fingering him and listening to his cries and the wet sounds of his pussy.
"Oh fu-Ah! Ngh!" He couldn't form words, overwhelmed by the feelings. "I-" his legs clamped around your wrist.
"Gunna cum princess? Gunna cum on my fingers?" He tried to respond but his head dropped back as he came, squirting as he wailed.
"Fuck, i-shit." Simon gasped as you held his hips still. The shower head in your hand as you spread his pussy open. He gripped the shower bar as you focused the stream on his clit, the massage setting driving him crazy.
"Feel good baby?" Nipping his ear you moved the head closer. "Going to cum already? Such a sensitive pussy." He came with a cry, deciding to be nice, you took the shower head off him and replaced it with your fingers. Rubbing his clit while he came.
"More! I need more!" He begged. "Need your cock. Please, f-ngh." His pretty eyes rolled back as you slipped into his soaked cunt. "Yes!" His back arched. "Fuck me!"
Sinful sounds left him as you fucked him. His gummy walls squeezing around your cock. He reached out to your hand with the shower head, trying to pull it over but he was always weak after his first orgasm.
Listening to his request, the stream went back onto his clit. His cunt spasmed around you and he tensed, going silent as he was overwhelmed with pleasure.
Another orgasm tore through him, he desperately grabbed at the shower head and pulled it closer.
"Look at you, so desperate for more." He just gasped as he took it, legs barely stable.
"Don't stop! Please don't stop!"