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Simon “Ghost” Riley (5/?)

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MY BABY, HE'S SO FUCKEN CUTEEEEEE

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a job to do

edit: made this a print!

CAPTAIN JOHN PRICE | CALL OF DUTY WARZONE

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Russell Adler who marries someone who’s the complete opposite from him.

You’re what he likes to call, eccentric.

He used to see the rare couple of people who had tattoos around the world in the 60s and 70s, the few out of thousands who had facial piercings. Or the ones who were bona fide hippies fighting against the war he was fighting in. It’s no question, he fucked a few during his prime, hate to lovers shit. But then he saw you, who he knew was different. You were fully decked out in facial pericings and body tattoos that went up the side of your hips to the top of your back, and some down your arms, curls in a big 80s blow out that perfectly framing your face.

You got a lot of looks from everyone, some were scared, or strayed away because you were “ungodly” others started full on, but you only gave them a smile back.

You were the obvious odd one out at the entire race track, you didn’t know what was going on, you were with some male friend and he was sure you were both half his age. You were different from the hot blondes who’d play dumb to get close to the uperheads and professional racers. You were getting popcorn from the concession stand, you gave him a wave with your pretty long blue nails and then he saw them— the nipple piercing peeking beautifully through the thin white undershirt you wore as a fucking top.

And that’s all it took.

He had you right in the family bathroom against the wall during the race, your leg hiked up over his arm, hand covering your mouth in an attempt to hide every load moan who while your eyes rolled to the back of your skull, giving you mean stroke after mean stroke into your gushing pussy with vigor.

You were a screamer even though it was his first time fucking you, he liked that.

“Jesus fuckin Christ,” he groaned, resting his head on your shoulder while he disappeared in and out of you, “you’re so fuckin loud honey.”

You keened, clawing at his bare forearms, your pretty face changing from how good you felt, “I’m sorrryyy, hicc- I’m sorry- shiit, you feel so- Aughhhh fuuuck!” His leaking tip hiked up inside you, kissing your spongy sweet spot over and over. Your back arched against the wall and closer to him, your perfect tits and hard nipples, bouncing again this chest. Adler couldn’t help the smirk that grew on his scarred face, having to shut you up again by shoving two thick fingers in your mouth. You moaned around them, your walls getting tighter from him stuffing both holes. He had to gasp for dear life from how tight you got while you fell apart sucking in his hard cock.

Slut.

He married you within the year.

And no he didn’t change you into the perfect housewife, have you in some dress and cleaning the 5 bedroom home till he came home, have you ready and waiting till he got your pretty ass pregnant. He thought about it, he really did think about it. But he thought he’d just be trying to replace his first wife, and he didn’t want that. He loved you for you, and though he didn’t have a lot of loyalties (obviously) he meant every one he said to you during your wedding vows.