#ghoap x reader

[rawme-price]

Imagine giving each of the team a portal pussy, not realizing that the portals didn't shut off when another was in use...

You're in the middle of enjoying the feeling of ghost snug inside you, the thick underside of his cock twitching every so often in his sleep. He loves to have you cockwarm him, something about feeling close to someone else helping with the nightmares.

You're nearly drifting off too when you feel it, a small nudge against your hole. It takes you a moment to realize what it is, assuming ghost is just adjusting himself when a sudden pressure pushes, stretching you.

In an instant, you're wide awake and reaching for your phone, trying to pull up the app and figure out what the fuck is going on. Only for what is now clearing the head of a dick to pop in, stretching your hole far beyond its used to.

"Fuck! Mmhh–!" You mewl, thighs clenching. You have to try three times before you manage to unlock your phone, the cock having coaxed itself halfway in by now. A quick glance at the hub and you're dialing soap.

"Johnny–! Wh‐what the hell are you doing?!" You hiss, whole body shuddering as the cock begins to thrust slowly, nudging ghost around inside you too.

"What? Line was open, can't a guy please himself?" Soap pants into the phone shamelessly. Embarrassingly, you can hear the slick sounds of yourself over the speaker "ghost always hogs you at night."

"Ghost is still in me!!" You gasp at the sudden, sharp thrust that earns you, soap moaning at the realization. Almost intentionally, soap starts thrusting harder, rutting against ghosts cock and using it to rub into your sweet spot.

You can only gasp and whine, stretched beyond you're used to and already overstimulated. Soaps moans continue to spill from the phone beside you, muttering "christ– can't wait to tell kyle about this, aye? Wonder how much ye can take–"

When he finally, finally cums, it's right alongside ghost. So much cum fills you you swear it leaks out a puddle below you, despite knowing it will go to the portals. You wait, but...soap doesn't pull out.

It's only when you hear snoring that you realize he intends to sleep with you stretched on two of the biggest cocks on the team.

For the nonny that wanted more portal pussy

[skyrigel]

me: feels unloved *searches x reader tag*

[beloveds-embrace]

ghoap au where you are their roommate who they fuck instead of acknowledging their feelings for each other and you are sooo glad you are wanted (even like this) for once in your life that you pretend your chest doesn't ache whenever they leave you after using you.

this keeps going on until you catch them at last having a date at a place you'd been talking about for weeks in hopes one of them would want to go with you, not even as a date but just with you, and you are left standing there and feeling like you are worth less than the dirt on their shoes while they look at each other with the softest of eyes- a look they've never even given your used body.

it's why you go to drink your sorrows away. it's why you let a man, big and thick and british with mutton chops and warm, strong hands on your waist and a rumbling voice who calls himself "john", take you back to his house and take such nice, good care of you.

come morning, he's prepared you breakfast and it's not like anyone will be missing you back at your shared flat... and so you stay, and let john price feed you and compliment how you look in the morning sun wrapped in his clothes. coincidentally, you are having such a nice time you simply forget to answer any phone calls or text messages.

[softaestluv]

And having Simon around isn't the worst thing in the world.

You've got two pairs of hands around the house to help you with chores and Johnny isn't exactly great with home repairs, but Simon gets the job done.

He even takes your side in every argument you and Johnny have. What to order for takeout? What movie to watch? Simon's picking your side everytime. Which Johnny complains is completely unfair and that Simon is supposed to be his friend not yours.

It is a little frustrating that neither of them seem to know what personal space is. You're smushed between their massive bodies on your much too small couch most nights and you physically can't go anywhere without one of them insisting they have to come.

Atleast you've got two guard dogs anytime you have one too many drinks at the bar. Three drinks and you tripping over your feet is enough for them to haul you into Johnny's truck and call it a night.

And you probably shouldn’t have drank that much because you lean forward between the center console, looking at Simon with spinning vison and he's got this awful smirk on his lips because you're bold when you're drunk. Except the smile drops quick when you point at him and your next words are slurred.

"You know, Simon.” You push your finger into his chest, "I think you have a crush on my boyfriend."

You lean back into the backseat with a hiccuped giggle. You're too drunk to notice the look they give each other, too drunk to notice the sudden tension in the truck, or the way Simon doesn't answer.

⤷ my ghoap love triangle rambles  ╴╴╴╴╴⊹ꮺ ˚

[ladybugkissing]

something something... you're simon's girlfriend. never really dated much before meeting him, not very sexually experienced, a late bloomer in many aspects of socializing, and awkward. simon doesn't mind, though, because he loves you and feels glad that you're comfortable enough to explore these things with him.

he keeps you to himself, mostly. you've met his teammates and even gone with them to the bar a time or two. they think you're the sweetest thing, great for simon, et cetera. his best friend, johnny, has no qualms about telling you how gorgeous you are, how happy simon must be to have you in his bed, how glad he is that his best mate has found such a treasure like you. it makes you turn bright red, and simon has to scruff his best friend to save you from his...

... you're not really sure what that was.

but you like johnny well enough. simon loves him, so you love him too. and so what if you think about the way he purred all that to you while tipsy right next to your boyfriend? so what you're reminded of it whenever simon rolls on top of you? it's harmless.

well, simon isn't stupid. he knows you well enough to know that you've got something on your mind, and it's distracting the both of you every night. he also knows that you're awkward, unaware of how to broach a sensitive or taboo topic. so he has to do the heavy lifting.

"'s johnny, isn't it?" he rumbles in your ear one night. your legs are draped over his arms, your body like putty in his hands, but the words slip out of simon and then it's like you turn to stone. he tuts, lips curling into a smile and his eyes going half-lidded.

"oh baby, it is, huh?"

while you worried incessantly over the topic, thinking you'd be preparing for a breakup, simon couldn't help but chuckle knowingly. it's like he expected this, like you were being inevitably herded to the gate.

and, quite literally, you are herded. next time johnny comes over, you're dragged into simon's lap while he's in the kitchen getting a drink. he mouth at your neck, rubs your hips, and tells you not to worry about liking johnny. everyone likes johnny, even him. and i'm sure you know he likes you too, huh?

and when johnny comes back in, he drops a glass of whiskey next to simon, before promptly kneeling down right in front of you. when johnny places a hand on your thigh, and simon reassures you with a gentle murmur, you realize the gift that simon's brought you.

[crashingcryptid]

Simon was really scared about having you around.

When Johnny started dating, an anxious pit started gnawing in his gut. He knew that if this relationship lasted, the two of you would eventually become serious. You would move in. You wouldn't want some random man lurking around, he was sure of it.

He felt like a horrible person, an even worse friend for hoping, almost praying, that you and Johnny would break up. He saw how... Happy Johnny was with you. He would come home beaming about how wonderful the night with you had been. Was he really so selfish that he wanted to take his friends joy away just because he didn't want to live alone?

"Hey, Simon, I wanted to talk to you about something." When Johnny said that, Simon felt like he was going to get sick. Johnny insisted that neither he nor you wanted Simon to move out. He was actually checking if you moving in would be okay.

It wasn't. It really wasn't okay to have a new person in the space. It wasn't okay because you would realize how weird and annoying Simon was. You would want him to leave. "Doesn't bother me any. Just keep it down when you two fuck."

So you moved in. Simon stuck to his usual routine for the most part, which meant he naturally avoided you. But he wouldn't sit at the table during dinner anymore or try to interrupt movie nights. Johnny started to invite him to join, which he did tentatively.

The first incident was when he came home from a run when you were up making breakfast. "Oh, Simon! Good morning." You exclaim, a little shocked to see him. It had been a week since he had last been around you, which you weren't too keen on. You had been excited to get to know Simon, but he didn't seem interested in the same. "Would you like some breakfast? I still have the eggs out."

Simon felt his face flush, praying you would think it was just from his long run. He didn't need to rely on you for food. Have you cooking for him like some kind of maid. Was he really gonna late his mates partner make him a meal? Was he that daft?

"I'll never eat anything you make." He grunts before he stomps off towards his bathroom to shower off. You were almkst hurt by his words, but Johnny had warned you that Simon was... awkward. You scrambled some extra eggs, made two extra slices of toast, and some bacon for him. He didn't eat with you and Johnny, but his plate was empty and washed when you got home from work.

There were many more little incidents throughout the months. Simon would eat the food you made, but only by himself after Johnny and you had your fills. He would hover in the doorways if he noticed you were in the room like he needed an invited into the space he paid to love in. You started to get irritated with him, wondering what you could possibly do to make him so skittish. You were trying, really trying, to make him comfortable. If he left Johnny's apartment because of you, you would feel like such an asshole.

"Bonnie you don't have to -"

"No! No, I do, I'm going to talk to him and figure this out!" Simon knew he shouldn't listen in on the conversation, but he had heard his name and got curious. He stayed still in the hallway, listening as you rant. "I just - Johnny, this is his house, too! Ever since I've moved here, he's refused to he around me! If I don't clear the air and find out what I did, I'm worried he's going to move out."

"He isn't going to move out! Simon just doesn't warm up to people, alright? It's not personal, Bonnie, I promise." Johnny assures, his ears perking when he hears a creak in the hallway. You heard it too, wringing the dish towel in your hands.

"Simon?" He slowly moves into the doorway, arms stiff by his side. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't talk about you behind your back." You apologize immediately, noticing the confusion scrunching Simon's face. "I just... I mean it, I don't want you to leave because of me."

"I don't want to leave. I don't want you to get annoyed with me." He admits quietly, staring at you unblinking. "If I get sick of you, you will want me gone."

"That's not going to happen, Simon." You assure him quietly, giving him a genuine smile. "Can you please join the movie nights again? Johnny says you have good picks." Simon shrugs with a noncommercial grunt, but the smile on your face told him you understood.

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[lillyrob]

How I feel asking for a Pt 2 😔

[sigh-tofm]

reader at a bar being approached by johnny ‘my wife thinks you’re attractive’ mactavish but his wife is 6’4, 250lbs, wears a skull balaclava in public and is staring you down like you killed his mother